Mt Silver Novels & Stories

Silver wants to be a robotics engineering major, not at Luiton, but it still caught her attention. We end up ordering pizza and breaking out the snacks I hid from Mum. While we wait, Silver puts on a playlist, and we start throwing outfit ideas around. I model a few options from my closet—nothing too serious, just casual stuff I’d actually wear and she gives brutally honest feedback.

“Your father believes it was rogues. I believe it was something else.” I stood up. My legs were stiff from sitting so long. “What do you mean?” “Did you see the silver light, boy?” “Everyone saw it.” The memory hurt. Sera kneeling there, her power pouring out of her like a broken dam. Her eyes had been pure silver. Not the primal wolf-gold she used to have, not human. Something ancient, terrifying, and beautiful. Too weak. I had called her too weak. The Moon Goddess must be laughing.

Kimberly finally asked, when she realized that Alan would be using that word more often. “Mate is, uh.. you know, humans call it soulmate… Life partner.” “Oh.” Roy could tell, Kimberly was sad even though she was trying hard to conceal it. He knew talking about her mom stirred up something inside her and it wasn’t a good feeling. All he wanted to do right now, was hold her close and soothe her but, he couldn’t so he just watched her. “It’s a soulmate our moon goddess blesses every werewolf with… Someone who will share in your joy and pain, someone you will love for eternity. One can’t leave without the other and I mean that literally.” Alan explained.

I nod curtly at his suggestion that we head out, and follow him down the hall, but not without sharing one last gaze with the woman whose stillness I was yet to unravel. All thoughts of warm blue eyes were temporarily pushed to the back of my mind as we headed to the Silvermane border. We had confirmed the accuracy of the rogue attack on our way and it turns out that it wasn’t the first. Just the most alarming. At the border, the Silvermane Protectors, led by Garron’s three daughters were already in position, each wolf manning their posts as their eyes swept across the woods beyond. The twitch in their ears at every stir and rustle of wind and the intensity of their gazes spoke of true disci

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.

My grandfather called out, making me refocus my glare to the man who'd been suspiciously quiet for the past twenty minutes now—almost as if he was on the edge for making something go wrong. Or maybe perhaps he was now at the round table in the DaSilvers Mansion with his wife. “Ah, yes, Don Silver.” Salvatore finally responded, plastering a smile as he turned to scan the faces around, swallowing when he met my icy gaze. “About the wedding…we agree to your terms. All preparations have already been handed over to your organisers. The Morettis will just tighten the security with ours and invite my investors to make the connections bigger between our families.”

he paused and change the slide projected on the screen. "One is your skill and the second is your developed ability." Developed Ability. That is the result of Silver. It's an experimental substance administered to us every other day during our experiment subject. Silver helps our brain to push it's limits to develop some sort of brain abilities such as telepathy and stuff. Other trainees here have already developed theirs, like me.

*** By the time Natacha got home, Silver was waiting for her sitting on the couch with a grim expression on her face. -It's weird to see you so early, you didn't have a job today- Silver was unperturbed by her words, she was upset, if there was something she didn't like it was being taken for stupid. -Mother- he narrowed his eyes -What are those pills that I take?-

“But I need more silver.” “I have some here. What are you making? What is this cuff?” Willow was intrigued. “Just… something that might help Logan control his Lycan,” Meguitte did not want to go into it. “How exciting. I’d love to know the spell that you use,” Willow said eagerly and then read Meguitte’s expression. “Or maybe not,” she added, raising her eyebrows. “Anyway, how would you like the silver? As wire or…” “Wire is fine. About ten grams.”

The dropbox glinted before a window popped up. SELL MAGIC METAL (PURE) (200KG)? “T-Two…” My scaly fingers rattled at the number.I sucked a breath and felt my head dizzy, before I decided to ignore the number and pressed the YES button. Another window popped out. CONGRATULATIONS! YOU’VE SOLD AN ITEM! DESCRIPTION MAGIC METAL (PURE) Used for smithing (Mainly weapons and armor) Usually found in Mangreatle cave in Kingdom of Rustaval Sold for 70 silver coins per KG