Regular Show Silver Dude Novels & Stories

"I thought you were beautiful the first time I saw you in the rain..." Dylan: The sudden death of Dylan's father was a wake-up call. After pouring a decade of his life into his company, Dylan felt like had nothing to show for it. No wife, no kids, no family. With no destination in mind, he sells his company and wanders the world, eventually finding himself in Silver Springs... Bonnie: Bonnie Kincaid is also on the run... for her life. The police can't keep her safe. Things look hopeless when her car breaks down in the remote mountains of Colorado. A handsome man rescues her, fixes her car, but also gives her a reason to stop running. For the first time in a long time, she feels safe. Unfortunately, both Bonnie and Dylan's pasts catch up with them, and in order to put down roots to grow a family, they have to stop running. But they aren't finished with her yet...

As my murderer's claws tear into my abdomen inch by inch, my father and brother are seated in our family's banquet hall. They're celebrating Carly's 18th birthday and coming-of-age. "You'll always be my little girl." "Happy birthday, Carly." They light 18 pink candles for her. On top of the exquisite red velvet cake is a wolf figurine that they carved for her, and there are well wishes and laughter all around. Meanwhile, I'm curled up in a sewer filled with liquid silver as I bleed to death. My phone has been crushed, and I can't get out. I can only cry for help. A few days later, my father and brother show up together at the autopsy room. My brother stands by the operating table with a scalpel. He slices open the body and sews it back up like it's nothing. My father just covers his nose as he shoots a disgusted glance at my body. He urges my brother to hurry up with the autopsy report. "The victim is a young female wolf presumed to be of pure lineage. Before her death, she was subjected to prolonged captivity and torture. Her throat is nearly severed, her cervical spine is dislocated, and her chest cavity has collapsed. She was also injected with liquid silver before death." Hearing the report, my father looks so calm that it's just like a case study of no consequence. Neither of them can recognize that the body belongs to me—their daughter and sister!

Tricia is the pack’s greatest embarrassment. After three years of marriage to Tristan, the future Alpha of the Silver Crescent, she was cast aside for being a "useless human" who couldn’t provide an heir. Divorced, bullied, and forced to serve the very people who spit on her name, she just wants to disappear. But the Moon Goddess has a cruel sense of humor. Blake is the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack, a man known for his ruthlessness and his hatred for the weak. He needs a Luna to solidify his power, but he refuses to settle for anything less than his fated mate. When he finally finds her, he doesn't find a powerful wolf or a warrior queen. He finds Tricia. He hates her for her weakness. He hates her for her past with his rival. But the bond is absolute. Blake doesn't want a wife; he wants a weapon for his revenge. He will claim her, he will break her, and he will show the world that even a human can be a puppet for an Alpha’s rage.

"A human!" the Alpha barked, making me jump. "I sentence her to death." "No, please..." He scowled. "She dares talk back. Feed her to the lions immediately!" "Stop!" a shaky but clear voice called when all hope seemed to be lost for me. An old man with a long beard that made him look mystical came into view and addressed the Alpha King. "You cannot kill her, my King, for that human is your mate." *** Frustrated with her family trying to push her to continue her father's legacy as a legendary werewolf hunter, Silver tries to prove to them that werewolves do not exist. A prophecy makes her family turn against her and when she discovers this, Silver runs away into the forest but is captured by the same werewolves she does not believe in. Alpha Damon is the ruthless Alpha King of the Reborn pack, the pack of all packs that banded together after being displaced for years by the humans. He shares a common hatred for humans with the other werewolves, as his mother was brutally murdered by one. What happens when they start to fall for each other, his mate, who he previously rejected? What happens when she discovers the true meaning of the prophecy and how much responsibility she has? Will their love be able to survive when he discovers her father was his mother’s murderer? Will she remain with him when she discovers his grand plan; his plan to wipe out her entire clan as revenge? Will he still go ahead with the plan now that she has captured his heart? Will she show him the true meaning of redemption?

Annabella is just a regular omega and Alonso is the Alpha’s son who lost his ability to walk many years ago. What would happen when date brings them together and shows them who they truly are. The Broken Alpha

When issabella is recruited by the American government for and undercover mission to stop a string of high profile kidnappings. She thought it would be a regular mission, but nothing about this mission is ordinary and add an old flame into the mix and her life just got ten times harder.

I accidentally hit my head in the shower. To my surprise, I find that I can hear my aloof housemate's thoughts. "Damn, he's got perky buns." I think of him as a regular housemate, but he wants to sleep with me?

The day I walked into that house, I knew I walked right into hell. The same dude that splashed me water on the streets, turned out to be my step brother at my mom's house. It didn't end there, he had the guts to torment me, broke my violin when I was preparing for my audition and somehow, still saved me. At some point, I don't know what he wants again, but I know he's a psycho for sure. However, everything changed after that night, that kiss and now, I'm left wondering where I stand? I keep asking myself, can I love my own devil?

I'm just a regular human being, and yet I've ended up signing a soul-bond contract with Erik Pendragon, the Frost Dragon King. Due to my lowly status, Erik refuses to let me attend the festival that we're supposed to show up at. So far, I've organized 18 grand festivals for Erik, and yet I'm forced to hide in the shadows. But somehow, Erik agrees to let me attend the 19th festival as the Dragon Queen. Of course, I'm excited to no end. I even go to great lengths to doll myself up, only to see Erik holding hands with another human woman named Clara Beech. The memory montage, which I've put hard work into making, has been replaced by a lovey-dovey montage featuring Erik and Clara. After Erik slips the ring that symbolizes the Dragon Queen's status onto Clara's finger, he turns to look at me in disdain. "Our Dragon Queen needs to be acknowledged by everyone in the clan. It's not like you have an official title anyway, Aurora. To top it off, Clara had received everyone's acknowledgement far earlier than you, too. From today onward, she shall replace you as the Dragon Queen." All the dragons in the lobby are waiting to watch me go ballistic before descending into hysterics. But I'm not mad in the slightest. In fact, I feel a little relieved. After all, there are three days left before my three-year contract with Erik gets dissolved.

During the holidays, my boss wants us to choose between a holiday bonus and tarts. I don't like tarts at all, so I'm the first one to vote for a bonus. But the intern, Davin Holt, who's in charge of gathering everyone's votes and opinions, is quick to pin me on the hall of shame in the company's group chat. "Fabian, we mainly celebrate the holidays just to experience the atmosphere, you know? Isn't it too materialistic of you to vote for a bonus instead?" The department head tags me in the group chat as well. "Fabian, our company prioritizes the team spirit even more." In the end, everyone except me chooses the tarts. On the day of our holiday team bonding event, Davin bought everyone nut tarts. He knows that I'm allergic to nuts, and yet he still forces me to eat the tart in front of my boss just to show that I have team spirit. "Fabian, I bought the tarts with everyone's bonus. You can't just rain on our parade by rejecting them, right?" The next thing I know, I begin having difficulties breathing. At the same time, patches of red rashes break out on my skin. But Davin shoots me a look of disgust. "Dude, must you really spoil the mood while everyone else is having fun?" Desperately, I rummage through my bag for my allergy medication, only to see more tarts in its place. The sight of me looking so wretched makes Davin roar in laughter. "Medicine can be harmful to you, you know! You should have more desserts instead! That's why I've changed all of your medication to tarts!" Already, I find it more and more difficult to breathe. So, I text the CEO of this company on the spot. "Mom, my allergy is acting up! I'm at…"