Jordan Silver Reading Order Novels & Stories

"She smells of old ink and terror. Tell me, little Scribe, can you see the way we all die just by touching our wine glasses? Or is your gift as limited as your lifespan?" I felt a surge of cold anger. These weren't just mobsters; they were nightmares in silk ties. I reached out and picked up my silver fork, feeling the history of the metal—the hands that had polished it, the mouths it had fed, the secrets whispered over it. "I see enough," I said, my voice projecting with a strength I didn't know I had. I looked Ligeia straight in her iridescent eyes. "I see that this silver was mined from a grave. And I see that the woman sitting across from me is deathly afraid of the dark. Is that why you

*Your mortal histories move exceptionally slow, old man. "They are incredibly important for the future," Orion corrected gently. *They are still incredibly slow,* Leo echoed back in their minds, his silver tail swishing once. Aiden giggled brightly at the exchange, poking his companion's side. "I think Leo likes the idea of grand adventures and running through the woods a lot more than reading, Orion." "He certainly does," Orion chuckled, carefully turning the fragile page of an old, leather-bound volume. "This text... it contains the fragmented history of the ancient Silver Lineage."

Will he even listen to me right now? My phone buzzes. *Silver: You can come over now. Go easy on him, he looks exhausted.* I get up, weaving through the aisles to where Silver and TJ are on the other side of the library. Slowly, I walk over to meet them. TJ doesn’t notice me immediately; he’s pressing on a calculator, still. Silver clears her throat to get his attention. “Christ’s,” he curses irritably once he sees me. For a second, I think he’s going to bolt again, but he sits still. His face looks pale, almost guilty.

Veronica I fell into darkness, but it wasn't empty. A forest materialized around me, ancient and vast. Moonlight filtered through leaves that shimmered like silver coins. My feet touched soft moss, and I realized I could stand without pain. My body felt whole again, strong. Then I saw her. A silver wolf, magnificent and glowing, stepped out from behind a massive oak tree. Her eyes were the same shade as mine, amber with flecks of gold. I knew her instantly, even though she'd died giving birth to me.

other and I will lead us to victory.' Lucas watched in stunned silence as she stripped him of all his power, taking his role of Alpha becoming the Leader he was meant to be. He could only watch as the massed ranks of Immortal Warriors knelt on one knee bowed their heads and swore allegiance to her then they gave out a roar as the brilliant silver light disappeared. Standing on top of the hill bathed in the light of the Moon were three huge glorious Silver Wolves, in unison they tipped up their heads and howled the sound echoing around the canyon hauntingly. The Creator stepped back his eyes dark and full of worry, 'No, no, no, th

Slowly Bethany closed her eyes and everything went dark. Jordan, completely not in his right senses, kept moving towards the rogue with aggression and the thought to kill them. The only aim in his mind was to take the baby and woman with him. Just when he was getting to them, Gotham suddenly stood in his way. Jordan cared less about him and wanted to push him away to get to the other werewolves, but Gotham brought out a little red, glowing stone and showed it to his face.

But he was relieved that what Jordan said was not true and that Rena was in danger of jumping from a bottomless abyss. Now Romeo laughs at the foolishness of his brother. "You are a miserable creature, Jordan. You want to make me your slave while you become your father's slave. Trust me. You'll never get anything but destruction in sight! Aries wants to rule the world and not pay attention to you. You will only be one of his ways to enter our world. Now I ask you, why did Moongoddess never unite Aries and Raven in one place?" Jordan fell silent, and he tapped the glass with his index finger. At first, Romeo was quiet and finally retreated slowly when he saw the glass crack that was getting l

My father explained, his eyes searching mine as if looking for reason. He wouldn't find any. "Azian is THE Dragon. The Golden Dragon," My father finally confessed. At those words I shone through, pushing Xeric back, "What?" My Father sighed, "He is the Golden Dragon. You must remember the tales your mother used to tell. Tales of The Golden Dragon, Alpha of all dragons and king of all species. That's why he was so strong,” he paused, "he marked Kaya because as it so happens, Kaya is his possession," He explained.

I whispered, dropping to my knees beside him. His eyes fluttered open. Focused on my face with obvious effort. "Calla?" His voice was barely audible. "How..." "Shh. Don't talk. We're getting you out of here." Eden and Rikka appeared beside me, medical supplies in hand. Eden's face went white when she saw the extent of his injuries. "Silver poisoning," she said grimly. "It's bad." Behind us, the fight was ending. The vampires cursed and snarled as they retreated deeper into the forest. Jordan's half-shifted form was covered in their blood, his fury still radiating through the air.

The man standing in front of me was frail. His height made him stoop. The moonlight captured his sunken eyes just right. He held a tome so thick I feared he would fall over. Despite its size it was a beautiful book. The outside was shiny black. Jewels dotted the front. The back was imbued with bright gold filigree. The man stood on an altar made of the same stuff. It was shiny black. It almost looked like water. I wanted so badly to reach out and touch it but I stopped myself. Something about this felt like a test. I don’t know why I got that impression but I dug my toes into the earth and clasped my hands behind my back.