Jordan Silver Reading Order Novels & Stories

Zlata I hid behind a tree, watching Jordan’s back as he disappeared behind the doors of the packhouse. Apex Obsidian and the Glowing Moon were rivals with no diplomatic ties. Alpha Colin and Travis could not stand each other, so what could Jordan possibly be doing here? I had truly believed I had finally found a home—that I was safe—but Jordan’s appearance shattered my world. Freedom felt like a fragile glass ornament that had just been crushed under a heavy boot. The idea of losing it was terrifying.

I stood beside my father as pack leaders argued quietly, their voices overlapping like sparring wolves. But I wasn’t listening to them. I was listening to Veyla. He is here. The other half. The line that binds to ours. “Stop saying things like that,” I muttered under my breath. My father shot me a sharp look, but I pretended to be adjusting my jacket. My phone buzzed with Summit updates, but my mind was stuck on the moment Kalen Draven stepped out of his SUV. That heat. That crackle. Those impossible silver flames licking beneath my skin.

I am trying to determine which two are worse: Riley and Sapphire, Mathius and Sapphire, or Sapphire and Luke. I agree with Riley when he says it is Luke’s fault that my precious jewel has picked up the more colorful aspects of the Aussie language. Riley and Mathius argue with Sapphire like siblings, which I guess they are. Riley might not be her sibling by blood, but you wouldn’t know that with how they give each other shit. We have gone back to acting as we did before discovering everything. I still don’t like the idea of my precious jewel not having protection, but I need to trust her and her ability to protect herself. I know we are more aware of our surroundings and everyone we enc

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.

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

Thank y'all for supporting my books. Revenge will be the conclusion of the Silver Dragon Trilogy but don't fret. I plan to make 3 sequels that will follow her children's destiny's starting with Maliyah. The twins will then follow and lastly will be Davina's and Derek's last child but I won't give away names, you'll have to read Revenge to find out. Thanks again and enjoy!

⛏️ Chapter Twelve: The Descent into the Silver Veins ​The air in the disused mine shaft hit us like a physical weight—damp, metallic, and cold. The familiar scent of earth and granite was overlaid with a strange, subtle hum that made the hairs on my arms rise. This was the source of the Silver Wolf Pack’s ancient magic—the ground itself was rich in trace lunar metal, a faint echo of the Shard's power. It was protection, but it was also a homing beacon.

Tell me why my son is with Mr Jones Vones or I will kill you this time, I promise" Dan said with furry in his eyes. He did not look like he was joking. "What exactly do you mean you knew?! What did you know?!!" Dagger asked as he walked closer to his brother. He was now in front of his brother, barely breathing away. Dagger had grown now and was slightly taller than his brother. He looked ready to launch at his brother at any instant as he brought out his claws and snarled.

She took them to prove she could. Anger spikes in me. The silver leaps to answer. I don’t force it. I just answer back. Light floods the room—soft, but blinding. The healers cry out. Wards shiver and adjust on their own. Aron’s whole body arches, one sharp jolt— Then nothing. The silver pulls back. I fall, legs gone, straight into Caleb’s arms. Exhaustion slams into me, heavy and sudden. For a second, the world holds its breath.

But a way for both to exist within the rhythm of the world. ​The New Covenant ​Leo stood up, holding the amber seed aloft. ​"We are not Miller Global!" Leo roared, his voice bouncing off the shattered glass of the Iron Peak. "We are not the Iron Trust! And we are not the Rogues of the past! We are the Silverwood!"