Novel & Cerita Jordan Silver

That silver thread connecting me to my source. The power flowed into me. I let it build until my skin glowed with soft light. Then I focused. Three streams of silver energy shot from my hands. They curved through the air and struck all three targets simultaneously. The targets exploded. The crowd went completely silent. "That is what a Lunar wolf can do," Kade said into the silence. "That is why the strays at our borders are interested in her. That is why I am training her. And that is why she remains under my protection until the threat is eliminated."

“Who?” Dominic’s eyes darted toward the door, then back to me. His voice dropped low. “Alessandro.” The name gave me the shivers. Amelia stiffened beside me. Alessandro. Obtaining of the Don of Silver Bay. No man feared even down at the criminal level. Ruthless. Unpredictable. The type of man who could silence a room, just with his presence. I swallowed hard, my brain racing. “What does he have to do with Jordan?” Dominic sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. “Everything.”

"The Wolf Queen wants another child." Kael said it while unfastening my nightdress. "You bear easily. Carry one more for her." Ten months later, I gave birth to a silver-eyed daughter. The midwife cut the cord, wrapped her in black cloth steeped in scent-severing herb, and carried her from the room before I could look twice. She was the second. Everyone at court knew that Seraphine had destroyed her moon-vein saving Kael and could never bear an heir. Otherwise, no daughter of Silvercrest would have been welcomed into the Wolf Keep. To Kael, I was never a partner. I was the Moon-Bound woman chosen to give the Wolf Queen children and the royal line its blood. No one asked whether I consented w

“That’s rough.” “Hey, it’s not all bad,” he says, shrugging his shoulders. “Top secret missions, the powers of darkness at our fingertips… I could get used to it.” Extending a hand, he says, “I’m Tobias Silver.” “Nyx Arcturus,” I reply, shaking his hand. His grip is strong but gentle, and I take the opportunity to look at him closer; he looks like he’s about twenty. His hair is gold, a little past his jaw, and his eyes are a steely gray, and he’s as muscular and good looking as all wolves are.

"I've studied your fighting style. Know your weaknesses. You're just a girl playing at being powerful!" I shifted back to human form, silver light blazing around me. "You're right about one thing," I said, standing despite the pain. "I am just a girl. But I'm also the Silver Luna. The last guardian of the Moonstone. The Alpha King's mate. And I'm done letting old men tell me what I can't do." I attacked with everything I had—combat training, wolf instincts, and the silver light that was my birthright. Thomas met me strike for strike, but I could see it now. The dark magic was eating him from the inside out. He was strong, yes, but unstable.

Then, just like a cannonball, Caspian instantly rushed at James with the Silver Scales Spear sweeping at James. "Ha! It's useless! I've inquired about your Silver Scales Spear before this, and it's only a third-grade weapon weighing not more than one hundred kilograms. On the other hand, my Groundbreaker Shield has force-reducer inscription on it, and it can withstand at least three hundred kilograms of force!" Before Jordan could finish speaking, his voice was entirely swallowed by the surging waves of wind caused by the sweeping of the long spear. In an instant, Jordan felt what was coming at him was not a third-grade Silver Scales Spear but a monster that was running wild and a destructiv

One raised its head to the dawn and howled, the sound tearing through Kaelen’s bones. Werewolves. The pack fanned out, circling. There were at least six, maybe more in the shadows. Kaelen gripped the useless remains of his poker before realizing it had melted to slag. He had no weapon. Only the fire inside him, and that was as likely to kill Elira as their hunters. The largest of the wolves padded forward, towering over the others. Its silver eyes locked on Kaelen. “The blood stirs,” it growled, its voice a gravelly rumble that no beast should possess. “He belongs to the Moon.”

Let alone the tights and… I glanced at my feet… ballet flats? “That looks great on you!” “Huh?” I looked up at Logan, who was now buttoning up a dark blue polo shirt. I hadn't even seen him pull his own clothes out. “You were starting to spiral.” Silver said gently. “I took control just for a moment to break you out of the loop.” With those words, the anxiety that had started to grow at the missing time vanished like mist evaporating before the rising sun. Silver was just looking out for me like she always was.

Silver said, although he tried to hide it, in a problematic tone. Cain wanted to burst out laughing but he held it back immediately. Although Silver looked funny while being pitiful because of a woman, he was still the same person who annihilated the nobles who owned him before just because he didn't like them and they annoyed him. "Silver, I know a person who can fulfill that request of the Silver Moon. She has no presence and after a year of training with the nurturing group, she didn't even manage to make friends at all. Should I call her?"

Since she had no clue what even Silver was talking about, she couldn’t comment. “He will be fine. He is an Alpha King, he will come back soon,” Zion held Silver’s hand to calm her down. “But what did you do to him? What did you do, Silver?” Layla had her voice toned down, but it was because she was filling herself with energy. “I did nothing. He wanted me to help him, so I did.” it offended Silver that Layla always took her actions wrong. She had always accused her when Silver’s intentions were just pure.