Jordan Silver Books In Order Novels & Stories

They are desperately after something. A rogue slams into a human girl and I quickly tackle it and throw it into the nearest car, leaving a huge dent. “Run!” The girl doesn’t think twice before taking off. The wolf begins to circle me like I’m it’s next meal, but they made a grave mistake attacking the silver dragon. I use my earth powers, just as my mother has shown me, and snake vines along the ground, piercing the rogues one by one without the humans noticing. Slowly the rogues shooting arrows are pulled to the ground as they struggle to take a breath while my vines tighten around their necks.

“Gone. Every trace spell rebounds. Whatever she triggered… It’s interfering.” “Or shielding her,” Liora murmured. Selene had always known when to vanish. Silver stirred. All three of them froze. The child shifted, small fingers curling against the blanket, brow furrowing as though dreaming of something too large to fit inside sleep. Liora crossed the room instantly, sitting beside him, brushing her thumb gently across his temple. “Easy,” she whispered. “You’re safe.” Silver’s eyes fluttered open. They were silver—not glowing, not ancient—just his. Confused. Sleep-heavy. Still unmistakably a child.

The elders whispered the prophecy once more, words trembling on their lips: “When the moon abandons its pale light and turns the color of living silver, three children of the same blood shall rise. The first will awaken the Moon’s lost power, and three crowned wolves shall kneel before her. The second will carry the roar of kings, and the earth itself will tremble beneath his howl. The last will walk where wolves fear to tread, for love and ruin will follow her shadow. When the three stand beneath the Silver Moon together, the old world will fall… and a new kingdom will rise from their blood.” No one knew which child they had before them that night. Some elders dared to hope Silver was the f

It does not get there. "Eighth. Listen now. I have one warning the pearl will not let me give you twice. The Silver is awake. The Silver has been awake for two centuries. The Silver wears a body. The body is in your kingdom. She has been writing letters to your line for four generations and your grandmother burned them and your father burned them and your mother could not. She wrote your courtship. She wrote your fall. She wrote me into your dreams tonight to soften you for what she will say to you next. *I am not your enemy.* That is what I am supposed to tell you. I am telling you the opposite. The Silver is your enemy. The Silver wants the Black. The Black wants the Silver. The hosts are

At that exact microsecond, Jordan feels like the entire hall is spinning gleefully around his head like a wild forest carousel. He parts his teeth, about to speak a smooth word to my white shirt, but Harvey Jupiter forcefully butts his heavy chest right into the middle of our circle. "You actually know Master Franklin's name, Jordan?" "Yeah." Jordan happily meets Harvey’s annoyed gaze, his voice dropping into a quiet, whispering frequency as he leans his head closer to his brother's shoulder. "He is the true silver-eyed goddess—the exact supreme warrior that my tongue told you guys about last moon. My claws are going to pursue his heart for my nest."

“Dad, explain this! Silver Veil, silver liquid, Gideon shooting, that’s your books, your orders! Tell me it’s not true!” His face had hardened, his gray eyes were cold with no warmth in them, the warmth I had grown with. He was big, his alpha essence bearing down on me, but I didn’t back away. “Jasmine,” he whispered, his voice low and tight, “you shouldn’t have that. Silver Veil is a real thing, yes, but for the pack’s safety. Gideon was our enemy, a troublemaker, and he was weakening us. I did what I had to.”

Thanks to shifter agility, I duck just in time. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” “You, Jarek. You are my problem. Get the fuck out!” Silver screams and chunks a jewelry box at me. I duck again and the box collides with the wall behind me and jewelry flies everywhere. ‘Crazy bitch is trying to kill us.’ Silver glares at me and searches for something else to throw. While she’s distracted, I run up and catch her in a tight bear hug. ‘Don’t hurt her, Jarek.’

Melissa stepped forward, putting herself half in front of Liam without even looking, the way a mother steps in front of a charging dog without thinking because she is done and will not let anybody past her. Liam’s voice rolled across the creek like a growl from the earth itself. “This council is concluded,” he said. Not a question. Not a request. Gunner snarled, mud streaked across his jaw, pinned by a kid he’d barely bothered to notice all morning. “You don’t get to call—” “Silverveil is leaving,” Liam continued, unbothered, eyes glacial. “We are taking our Luna. We are taking our elder. If Ironclaw puts one hand in our path, we will consider that a declaration of open war in front of witne

Thank you for pushing through and finishing book 1. Please let me know what you think! Book 2, Family Secrets is where I will publish any and all sequels. I am in the process of changing the title name to just The Silver Dragon Series. I plan for there to be a total of 6 books. Books 1, which you just read, through 3 will be Davina and Derek's journey to defeat those after her so she can live in peace. Book 4 will follow her daughter Maliyah, Book 5 will follow her twins and book 6 will follow her last child.

Recognizing its owner. "Lucas!" She gasped. Her jaw dropped at the antique jewelry. It was made of pure gold with diamonds embedded in every surface, including the side that touched the skin. Flawless rubies decorated the head of the dragon, emerald eyes, and a large red ancient Jade that traces back to China's first dynasty, the stone served as a lock. This piece of jewelry has enchantment and can only be worn by a Dragon King's Argetlam. It won't unlock until they produced the next heir.