Silver And Blaze Novels & Stories

“Yeah, you’re blonde and busty but too short and a bit plump for something as fine as a Kincade man.” Maggie felt anger boiling up and she knew her ‘Daisy inherited temper’ could land her in another stint of trouble if she didn’t curb it. She glared at the pair. “It’s not plump, it’s plush!” She shook her head and mumbled, “If only you girls knew.” “What?” Trixie spoke up. “What do you mean, if we only knew what?”

As a solution—like I’m the answer to a question nobody wanted to ask. And answers always come with a price. I’m standing at the edge of the southern clearing—the place where the circle held Violet. The grass grew back in spirals, like it remembers the old ritual, curling around the spot where it tried to burn itself into the earth. No scar, though. That’s what rattles everyone. Lydia’s magic didn’t leave a wound. I took it. Pulled it into myself. The silver under my skin’s quieter now, but heavier. Like metal that cooled too quickly but still remembers being on fire.

CHAPTER 6: A Silver Goddess! Damian The strangest part was still being in her human form with all that lividness exuding from her. Tusk-sharp claws I would never imagine on a broken weakling like her. Scary canines exposed in a bitter snarl. Her naturally black hair waved thicker over her back with ancient silver streaks, gleaming no differently from the blinding light in her eyes, or do I call it blazing flames? The room burned hotter with every passing second.

“How can I ever thank…Sylvanius, what is this?” The water dragon had shifted its gaze right to Seraphina and was glaring down at her. “I do believe that I said I swore an oath,” Silver said, lifting Amy into his arms. “You will not hurt the woman I swore an oath to.” Seraphina’s face twisted in rage and in a plot second, vanished, replaced with an eerie smile. “You seem to think I cannot kill you.” Silver glanced at Seraphina and then snorted. She flew into a rage and shot a ball of fire towards him. It landed on his body and vanished up in smoke.

“She’s going to try to burn Drake Industries to the ground.” Evelyn swallowed hard. “Then we’d better build our defense.” That evening, Evelyn sat alone in the townhouse kitchen, watching the flame of a candle flicker against the counter’s edge. The scent of rosemary hung in the air, one of Celeste’s homemade oil blends, delivered in a silver vial with a handwritten note that read: For clarity. You’ll need it soon. She turned the vial over in her fingers. Celeste Drake hadn’t just accepted her and Alexander’s secret marriage. She’d embraced it quiet but powerfully. She was the first person who hadn’t asked Evelyn to prove her worth to belong.

Silver was strictly forbidden in ritual pack combat, it was a lethal toxin, a weapon of cowards. The silver blade missed my throat by a fraction of an inch, but the sheer proximity of the metal sent a wave of burning, nauseating sickness through my veins. I stumbled backward, my vision blurring instantly as the toxic radiation of the silver reacted with my wolf. Diamond roared in agony inside my skull, paralyzed by the mere presence of the metal, leaving my human muscles weak and trembling in the oppressive summer heat. "Die, you parasitic bitch," Nahash screamed, her eyes completely manic as she drove the silver dagger forward again, aiming straight for my heart.

He’s trying to test my capabilities or perhaps waiting for me to tire out. But if Vlad was waiting for him to tire out, that would be a stupid move. Silver was already huffing and panting, and each breath irritated his throat. In a matter of seconds, earth and dirt were showering everywhere. There were scorch marks and blasted out sections on earth. The majority of the trees had caught fire, and the number of stone formations had decreased. Silver dodged another follow-up bolt, which crashed against a huge stone formation behind him, causing a massive explosion. A small stone landed on his forehead at an incredible speed, drawing blood.

So he took the chance when Ayira was alone. I didn't go to the villa as I didn't want them to worry, especially Summer. I just ran to the woods as I couldn't wait to go and save Ayira. She needed me. I couldn't wait any more minutes, thinking that she was with Evan. Surprisingly, as I reached the secret passage, Evan and Ayira were there with some members of the Silver Moon Pack. It seemed that they were waiting for me. Evan smirked. "How are you, Blaze? It's been a long time. I thought I was not able to see you anymore since you left the New Moon World and gave up your rank as an Alpha of your pack."

The warmth of the flames seemed to beckon the past forth, and I began. "You see, Silver's history is a tapestry woven with tragedy and perseverance, a tale that echoes through the ages of our kind." I narrated the tale even as I looked for clues that could help me find Lilac, my mate. "Long ago, Silver's family belonged to a pack steeped in tradition, where the howls of the wolves harmonized with the whispers of the trees. They were devout worshippers of the Moon Goddess, their lives entwined with the celestial dance of night and sky. And at the heart of it all was Silver, half wolf, half witch. Born from an Alpha father and a witch mother; a beacon of devotion and purity, entrusted as the p

“I appreciate you all coming here tonight to celebrate our luna. I thank our friends across the seas and our friends from other realms for making the long journey here. I know many of you have heard of her already but now is the time to meet your luna. She is a silver dragon and is very passionate about protecting this pack. This is only the second time on record that a silver dragon has mated with a wolf and you all should be honored to witness history being made. This pack will be stronger than it has ever been before and with her carrying my children, twins, that strength will continue within this pack for many generations to come. Without further ado, please welcome your luna, my mate, D