Quicksilver Quotes Novels & Stories

'What do you mean I'm the first guy you talked to' 'Are your male classmates dead?' 'Erm' Persia texted. 'A sticker of a girl fidgeting her fingers.' 'Because u are the only person who came to me without having an ill purpose?' 'It makes me feel' 'At peace, for once' 'I have been greeted by noble families that came to me with a purpose' 'Wealth & status' 'These are two things etched deeply into the name of Silverlight' 'That everyone wants to get their hands on'

“You are the only person who has ever really listened without making it weird,” Zack admits, his voice dropping to a lower register. “Everyone else either starts crying or tries to give me inspirational quotes or something.” The wind rustles through a nearby oak branches overhead while they sit in comfortable silence for a moment. “Inspirational quotes,” she echoed. “That is a new one. What like ‘hang in there’ cat posters? Weird.”

She waltzed over to the door, pausing halfway through. “My mother loved quotes. There was one by John le Carré that she brought up on many occasions, one I believe you’d find particularly useful. Let me see if I can remember how it goes…” She tapped her chin slowly, that mischievous light still in place. “Ah, yes! I remember it now. Blackmail is more effective than bribery. On that note…best of luck, darling.” With a wink so quick that I wondered if I imagined it, Sylvia left her office and vanished down the hall.

he asks through gritted teeth trying to stay calm but failing miserably. I exhale slowly and try to calm myself. “There was a lot of things that happened but the main thing they did was inject me with different concoctions. It usually persisted of silver, wolfsbane and mistletoe. The concoctions would knock me out for a few days, but they would wake me through burning me with different things or beating the shir out of me. There were other methods they used that I am not comfortable enough to discuss with you all. They branded me as you guys saw and burned me with a metal rod. They would put silver powder on my wounds that’s why it left scars, but it also prevented the wounds from closing, s

For now, the Alphas are discussing bets, enjoying drinks, and watching dance performances. Just when I finish with work, a force grabs my wrist and pulls me into a corner. Beneath the moonlight, his blue eyes meet mine. “Didn’t you say you want to meet Fera?” His fingers dangle the keys inches away from my eyes, ringing the clinking of metal. “How did you get the keys?” “I am Rizz Sylvester.” He whispers. My lips couldn't help but smile. We escape the crowd, going back inside, and sneakily enter the Silver Quarters. The hallways are empty, and so are the rooms. There are more than sixty rooms alone in the Silver Quarters. Lozark does spend lavishly.

“What does Quicksilver do?” “After I coat the liquid on the metal, whatever it cuts will become poisoned. Making it easy for you to kill your enemy.” He glanced at the blade, as she held it towards the ground. “But I must warn you; after I had coated the blade, you can’t allow it to cut you.” Ava nodded, “It would poison me too.” Azrael could see from her eyes that she had a lot on her mind. He reached over for the sword and asked, “What has happened at your school, I see that you’re not yourself?”

Silver commented, “You should cut down, too. Otherwise, you might get a face full of pimples and look really ugly.” “I know, I’ll monitor myself.” “When I’m out traveling, I sometimes camp in the wilderness, so grilling is all I can do with the fish, or shrimp, or wild chickens, or wild rabbits that I manage to catch.” Silver took a sip of his whiskey and sighed, “The whiskey Audrey’s collected is really good. Hey, when I leave, give me a few bottles of good whiskey to bring back and drink during the New Year’s.”

The silver has blackened the flesh around it, the edges refusing to knit. I press my palm lightly above the wound. She inhales sharply. “Silver poisoning can kill,” I say quietly. I need to act fast​

“I honestly need you right now to sort yourself out. If you can stand by Cayden, don't let him push you away, stand by him.” “Two hearts that beat for each other always find a way, don't they?” “Hahaha” laughter came out of my mouth. I knew I was supposed to be serious, but I just couldn't relate to cringe motivational words to Silver. “That's enough; I know it's cringe.” Silver threw the pillow on my face. “Someone once said this to me a long time ago; now I am just using it back at her family. Is that wrong?” “Let me guess, Cayden's mother.”

She enters with a gentle knock, her face reflecting concern as she takes in my somber expression. “Why so gloomy, Natasha?” Silver asks, her voice filled with a mix of curiosity and genuine care. I manage a weak smile, attempting to lighten the mood with a touch of humor. “Oh, Silver, it’s not as if you don’t know who Lucien is,” I reply, my tone laced with playful sarcasm. Silver chuckles, her laughter like a soothing melody in the stillness of the room. She takes a seat beside me, her presence bringing a touch of warmth to the otherwise cold atmosphere.