Olivia's Little Silver Novels & Stories

"No need shifting. Just enter now. Don't worry; nothing bad will happen to you." I nodded, and then I quickly followed her words. Soon as I stepped into the barrier, a silver smoke shrouded me, giving me a pleasant feeling. I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment, and soon as I opened it, the reflection of myself reflected in the silver surface of the barrier. My hair changed color to a silver color; my eyes gained a silver color. My skin has become paler, but it has also been made translucent by my silver eyes. "Wow!" Rana's mouth dropped open as if she was surprised herself with all this beauty.

“Relax pretty boy, no one is going to hurt you. I will explain everything you’ve just seen.” “Explain?” I shrieked. “Explain what? That Logan is an animal and Kayla is a vampire and you are…what are you?” “A wolf is what I am. And yes Kayla is a vampire.” Silver reached into her tight jeans and pulled out a small transparent box which she tossed at Kayla. It contained green contacts. Everything fell into place. Her eyes. I always thought they were strange but then again I never thought too much about them because my hormones were on a rampage the few times I spoke with her.

Chapter twenty-three As Claudia hugged me she asked, "Have you told him yet?" "I wanted to but then he proposed. I'm doing it tonight or tomorrow," I said She smiled and nodded her head before kissing my head and pulling away. "Who the gold digger?" A girl asked standing at the door "She's not a gold digger. This is Olivia the girl I talked about," Claudia said "Oh, you mean the nanny who got in your son's pants?" The woman who held Emily said

said Nana, "who only smiled back at Olivia." "It's okay, Na. Stay by my side means a lot to me." Nana smiled meaningfully. Before finally deciding to say goodbye to Olivia. *** The sky began to reveal a sparkling night light. White clouds were replaced by pitch black clouds. The sun that is burning is also displaced by the moonlight. Olivia stomped her footsteps along the sidewalk. I don't know since when he's been walking like this, what is clear is that currently Olivia is trying her luck. "When can I go to work, Lord?" Olivia asked, sounding desperate.

OLIVIA The pack hospital was enormous. Olivia stood at the entrance, staring up at the massive building that stretched at least four stories high. It was pristine white stone with floor-to-ceiling windows that reflected the morning sun. The entrance alone was wider than her entire family home back in Silvermoon. “This is bigger than our entire packhouse back in Silvermoon,” she muttered under her breath. “My lady?” Trisha responded from behind her. She shook her head and offered a polite smile as the driver shut the door and waited.

“So, whenever we are here in the land of Silver Claw I need you to tell everyone that you’re four years old, not five. This is to protect all of us and make sure that no one can ever take you away from me.” “I don’t want to be four again!” Olivia protests. “Would you rather be four or be stolen and never see Mummy ever again?” I ask her. I know I’m scaring them but I must. “I’d rather be four,” Olivia says. “It’s very important. You must be so, so serious about this. With everyone here you will say that you’re four. Do you understand?” “We understand,” Noah says. “The other thing, you know how much you love Thomas?” I ask.

Silver energy wrapped around me like chains, pinning me in place. Sera stood in the center of the training ring, breathing hard, her eyes pure molten silver. Power rolled off her in waves. The air itself seemed to vibrate with it. My wolf howled in approval. She was magnificent. "I'm not weak," she said. Her voice echoed with something not entirely human. "I was never weak. I was just never allowed to be anything else."

Those impossible silver flames licking beneath my skin. I hated that he’d noticed. Worse—I hated that he hadn’t looked away first. A chime sounded. The Alpha Council stepped onto the raised dais. Every conversation died instantly. Elder Myrien approached the podium with a tablet in one hand and a weathered scroll in the other—the scroll drawing whispers from older wolves. No one touched those unless it was serious. “Tonight,” Myrien said, voice amplified through hidden speakers, “we reopen the Prophecy of the Silver Veil.”

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.