Oneshot Silver Novels & Stories

The source was a jagged tear across his abdomen. It looked like a claw mark, deep and ragged. But the edges of the wound weren't knitting together. They were blackened. Bubbling faintly. Silver poisoning. The smell of it made bile rise—acrid, burning sulfur. Someone had coated their weapon in nitrate-silver. It halted the Lycan regeneration. I watched the flesh try to move. Twitching. Pulling. Failing. The silver burned it back, turning biology against itself. I crept closer. Boots silent on the damp concrete. My grip on the shiv tightened until the bones in my hand felt like they might snap.

I tilt my head, waiting on an answer. He looks to the bullet, then locks my eyes. "No." I hold it on display between my forefinger and thumb. "Liquid Silver Nitrate. In a glass casing. Do you know what happens when a wolf's exposed to liquid silver directly to the bloodstream?" "Where did you get that?" His eyes glow gold and his teeth are clenched. Even with a blood covered mouth, his lips and teeth are perfect.

“/He, uh. Collects antiques. He’s got a couple of vampire killing kits./” “/Silver bullets for vampires?/” Reese sounds puzzled. “/That wouldn’t work!/” “/They’d work on werewolves though, right?/” “/Is a silver inlay inscription enough?/” Sarah asks “/It would be better than nothing?/” The effect of silver varies depending on the werewolf. A few are so sensitive to it that it can send them into an allergic shock. Mostly, it’ll just make them itch unless it goes through the skin, but if it does then the wound will heal more slowly, depending on how much silver is involved. Silver in the eyes will blind a werewolf, until it heals, which can take days.

Carla was unhappy, no it was enough to say she was angry. He said it was okay? What kind of a stupid answer was that! Does he know who she was? She was Carla Jones the goddess of all size 4 outfits. No matter what style, color, or design it was, she could sport it perfectly as long as it was that magical size and he said it o…kay?

At the center stood the Silver Cell. The cell was a large, ominous structure made entirely of silver, its bars gleaming dully in the dim light. The ground inside was bare, the air heavy with the scent of old blood and sweat. The silver was designed to weaken the most powerful wolves, to sap their strength and leave them vulnerable. There was no escape from it.

Frowning, I glanced in the direction he was growling. There was a box. And a rose lying right next to it… What the---?! I grabbed the rose, but instantly let it go, feeling my skin sizzle. My heart dropped as I realized--- Silver! She had breathed in silver! Silver wasn't deadly for us. However, it did leave serious damage and scarring if it was ever used as a weapon. If it came into contact with our skin, it cut us off from our wolves and hindered the natural healing process, leaving us vulnerable for a while. The feeling was like fire, burning you like a bad allergic reaction...

Alexa cuts in excitedly. Facing her, "What do you mean by my face has changed, Alexa?" I was getting more confused by the minute. "Okay, you need to see it for yourself to know what we are saying." Saying this, she grabbed my hand, brought me to the car door window, and pointed, "Look.". Still confused, I slowly turned my head to the window and was shocked by what I saw. My straight ebony-black with strips of silver has completely turned into wavy silver with strips of gold and is reaching my waistline.

Nadine nodded, listening raptly. "Second, the lycanthropes have one known weakness. They have a very severe, debilitating allergy to silver." Madam Yvonne continued. "So you can kill them with a silver bullet? Just like in the movies?" Nadine asked eagerly. Madam Yvonne rolled her eyes, "Silver bullets. It takes three to five rounds to kill a mature lycanthrope. You can also give it a fatal dose of mercury." "Mercury?" Nadine echoed.

She hissed at me as she went to open the door for our first pack Alpha. “Alpha Theodore Bronx, Alpha of the green woods pack, I brought my sons, Thomas and Timothy as one of my boys will be the next Alpha I hope you don’t mind Luna Riverwood.” A man’s voice said. I couldn’t see him from my seat but looking to Charlotte this was the reason she was here tonight. “Welcome Alpha, come on in. We are having everyone come to the sitting room to meet her so please follow me.” I heard the Luna’s voice come down the short hallway. I stood not wanting to but trying to make this go as well as it could. A tall man with black hair followed the Luna into the sitting room, I of course recognized the boys

Sanctioned means no one touches you—unless someone higher says they can. Caelric steps closer. “Where is the token.” The attacker’s eyes flick down, terrified. Soryn’s grip tightens, and the man whimpers. “Pocket—inside—” Caelric reaches in and pulls out something small. Metal. A coin-sized medallion. Even from across the room I can see the etching—too clean, too official. A crown shape. A vertical line through it like a blade. My blood turns cold. Caelric’s face doesn’t change, but his eyes harden into something I’ve only seen right before people disappear.