Red X Silver Novels & Stories

I have a small collection, not all of them are here, but the ones I'm going to wear today are. I took his first, a crown made of silver metal, the whole base of which is silver with various triangular details five smaller red jewels, and a slightly larger central one, above this circle, there is another smaller one in black, with gold details, going up is the metallic part in silver, The red jewels are surrounded by a circular silver part, while between these details and the black part, there are small details in gold, vintage style, coming out of each red stone a black tip that splits into three at the end, almost like a cardinal's hat.

It's probably the effect of the weed, or maybe we such good friends that we make each other laugh so hard? Nah, it's definitely the weed. "I'm pink," Ashley says, continuing with this little game. "Because of my hair." She starts to play with the ends of her mostly pink hair. "I'm grey, the color that's between dark and white," Kristen says. "Because I'm the innocent one here but I'm also moving to the dark side." She starts to giggle. "You are definitely going to the dark side." Tatiana agrees with her. "I still can't believe you are a virgin though."

Once I recovered, he knelt before the entire pack, proposed, and marked me as his. I accepted. In our thirty years together, we lacked the wild passion an Alpha and Luna should share. All that was left was endless courtesy and restraint. I tried so hard to win his heart, filling crystal after crystal with memories of every moment he made my heart flutter. On my deathbed, I found all 199 of those crystals tossed in a corner of the storage room. And locked in his safe were another she-wolf's crystals. As I lay dying, the last thing he said to me was,

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”

The air shifted—heavy, pungent, laced with musk and iron. “Elira,” Kaelen murmured. “We’re not alone.” She froze, then nodded. “Werewolf lands.” A howl cut the air—low, mournful, far too close. It was answered by another, and another, until the woods pulsed with sound. The very earth seemed to tremble beneath Kaelen’s boots. Shapes emerged from the shadows. Eyes glowed amber, silver, and blood-red. Wolves taller than men prowled between the trees, their fangs glinting in the pale light.

I eat absolutely everything in front of me and then sit up straight to let the food settle in my tummy. “So, I ran all your tests and there is a few things I would like to discuss with you before the Alpha King comes to talk to you” I just nod yes “So there is a significant amount of wolfsbane, silver and mistletoe to name a few in your blood stream. Do you know how it got there? And how are you still alive?” She asked with a curious look on her face.

"Mike, you mentioned that you reserved a car for me. There's only one, right?" "Yeah! It's here? Doesn't it look great? Hayden said you like pink, but I think pink is too childish-looking, so we went for a silvery-pink color. It looks more silver in the distance and turns pinkish when you get closer. It's both elegant and cute; both mysterious and cheeky..." "I'm getting goosebumps now."

I looked down. White. Not almost white. Not grey—the light was flattering. White, with silver at the tips of each strand of fur where the moonlight caught it, a coat that looked like it had been made to be seen exactly like this, at night, at the edge of still water. Large. My shoulders were level with the top of the reeds at the bank. My eyes in the reflection were storm-grey, the same eyes I had always had, but lit from somewhere inside in a way I did not have words for.

I nod at her question and watch the corners of her lips curve upand her face framed in a full smile. "I'll love to!" She beams, happily, giving everyone the chance of seeing her giggle. Sage is lucky to have her. "Do you have a dresscode in mind?" Lina asks and I shake my head no. "Good then, at least give me the honour of recommending the colour red. It's bright and beautiful and makes a happy day." Summer says. Hmm, red? "D'argento." Belvedere says, "Argento e rosso!" That's it! Silver and red! A cute combination!

I just shook my head at him, not wanting to explain myself, and began browsing through the dresses on the rack behind me. As I was browsing through the rack, a dress hidden away in the back corner of the shop on a rack a few rows behind the one I was browsing through caught my eye. It was a gorgeous ruby red with silver, crystal bejeweled straps that I could see and I immediately made a beeline for it, hoping it was my size, or atleast close enough my size to be altered to fit me. My research on Charles' pack had told me that their crests colors were red, black and silver, so it would be the perfect dress to wear to his school's formal. I pulled it off the rack to get a better look at it, on