Jordan Silver Novels & Stories

Silver snapped back, his voice hard with the audible sound of his teeth grating against each other in annoyance. He bowed his head down and brought his legs slightly upwards, crossing them and bringing his arms down into his body, as if he were curling into himself to try and not see the world around him and block it out completely. "The world is not going to completely change around you if you just close your eyes," Yolanda called out, her voice slightly more forceful with none of the playful teasing or the sarcastic drawl from before. Silver did not turn around and did not rise to the bait that was being dangled in front of his face.

she was the moon goddess. "Lycans to you, it is spoken, your powers have departed from you and you shall be deprived authority over other supernatural beings and your dwelling shall be among them, they shall make you live as they do: and on every full moon night, you shall live as a beast with no bearing of humanity. But a savior will be born 10,000 years to come, she will be the only silver wolf ever seen uniting your world and regaining back your authority over the supernatural brings alongside her mate. only through her can the prophecy be fulfilled."

, Rose slightly pinched my cheeks. "Thank you", I said. We continued to chat. After a while, April and Rain joined us. "Wow, girls", Aston said coming towards us. Aston Silver, alpha of the Silver pack. The silver pack was a sister pack of Grey Lake. During my grandfather's time, our pack grew rapidly and the human town near our pack grew into our borders. My grandfather's brother Josh Silver took care of the pack which was another side of town. Eventually, people from that side accepted Josh as their Alpha and his descendants continued his position. We're still sharing revenue, strength, school, health services, and many more.

Did I forget to mention that Jake is a giant? Okay that's a bit of an exaggeration but he is at least six four. I'm sure the leather jacket over the tank with the tattoos on his neck and some of the ones on his chest peeping through added to the visage of a badass. People just automatically got out of the way and pretty soon we were in the cool night air. His grip on my hand was tight and sure and gave me strength. I don't know what was coming next but I knew this time I was going to fight. "Let's go baby we'll take my bike and come back for your car later." He pulled me over to this monstrosity of black and chrome. I'm not an expert but I do believe it's what people in the know might call a

It threw me off. The fact that he was a silver blood, I scrutinized his appearance in the photo, there wasn't any resemblance to Hannah or her mother, no distinct silver-colored hair, he just looked like an average werewolf. I had seen his wolf a couple of times but it was just a normal brown color, nothing special. When they found out that he was a silver blood, they took him along with Melissa, but they didn't find anything in him. The gene for a silver blood was there, but it was dormant, it could only be expressed in females, and so they killed him, labeling him as waste.

Jordan was left frozen in place, unable to react for a long time. "How dare you, Jordan? I haven't settled the score with you! Do you know who's the man you've been calling a loser over and over again? He's the Guardian Deity of Biskeland, the famous commander-in-chief of the Pendragon Warriors. He's the legendary King Pendragon That remark stunned Skylar and Jordan as they stood in place, feeling befuddled. Their minds went completely blank.

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”

Temporary perhaps but useful. Before I could answer, another voice entered smoothly. “I was wondering when this conversation would happen.” I turned sharply to the sight of Clara. The Silvermoon Luna approached us gracefully, silver fabric trailing behind her like moonlight over ice. Her expression was calm. Cassius looked mildly amused by her arrival. I stared at her coldly. “What do you want?” Clara’s gaze shifted briefly toward Alicia across the hall, then back to me. “The same thing you do.” I almost laughed.

Silver Dust? My hand froze in mid-air. "Good. Keep giving her the injections. Double the dose. She can't get her wolf back, not until Selene completes the succession and claims her birthright as Alpha of the Red Fang pack." That was Kael's voice. My mate. My Alpha. "But Alpha, prolonged exposure to Silver Dust will shatter her wolf's soul…" "I said, keep injecting her! She thinks it’s Lunar Essence to help her recover. She’ll never suspect a thing."

Damon ordered lunch while Sienna settled Jordan into a guest room. By the time food arrived, they were all gathered on the sunlit patio, plates stacked high with gourmet sliders, fries, and strawberry lemonade. “So,” Damon asked, biting into a fry, “Sienna says you play basketball?” Jordan nodded proudly. “Point guard. I run the court.” “He’s good,” Sienna added. “Coaches already want him for college scouting.” Jordan shrugged. “Still gotta finish sophomore year first.” “Are you fast?” Damon asked. “Fastest in my league,” Jordan said. “Want to race me?”