Silver Bloods Skyrim Novels & Stories

It crawled against my skin, seeping into my bones. “Sylvara!” I cried in my head. “What is that?!” Her voice quivered. “That’s a familiar aura…” Familiar? I hate the way she spoke, especially now! I forced my trembling hands to lift, just enough to steady myself as I looked up. My heart pounded painfully, my breath shallow. The light faded slowly, revealing a tall figure standing in the midst of the golden mist. His back was still turned to me, his long hair shimmering, no longer black but silver. Silver like the moon itself.

He lets out a low growl, and I hear him lunge for me again. I come to a sudden halt, spinning on my heel and charging straight toward him. His claws scrape across my shoulder, but I drive the silver knife into his chest. It's not deep enough to cause serious damage, but the silver should be enough to slow him down long enough for me to escape. Wrong.

His expression didn’t need words. “The silver is in her blood,” he said. “Her body can’t filter it. Any normal wolf would already be dead. The fact that she’s still breathing is…” “I don’t care why she’s alive. Tell me how to save her.” Silas looked at me. Through his glasses, his blue eyes held an intensity I had never seen before. “Give her your blood.” “What?” “Your blood. Lycán blood. It’s the only substance in the wolf world capable of neutralizing silver once it’s in the bloodstream. Lycán blood cells destroy silver particles and regenerate damaged tissue.”

Silver said, a dark grimoire appeared out of thin air. Silver was really a witch!

Seele stones ringed the ceremonial clearing, their glow soft and steady, humming with approval as if the land itself had decided to bear witness. I stood at the heart of it all, my hands trembling only slightly as I held Archer's. His eyes were on me and mine on him. He was dressed in silver and black, the mark of his lineage woven into his cloak, but stripped of the West's regalia. No crown or chains. Just the Silver Alpha standing before his mate.

Exactly as seen earlier in the castle. The sword. “What does that one do?” I asked, pointing to it. “It drinks blood. For anyone it kills, their blood is stored in the blade. You would try to always have a clothing between you and the hilt” That did not sound more beneficial than fairy dust. “So how useful would it be to protect me?” With only a smile, “very” Time to close the deal. “I have one silver coin” playing with the coins against my fingers. “Make it three and we have a deal”

“Just a little something to remind you that you need to come fast enough for your wife if she means that much to you.” “You're a real psychopath.” Kian spat with hatred and malice in his eyes. One that seemed like they indeed knew each other just took well. “I wonder what we Silvers saw in you. We must have been blind. I must have been blind.” Wait, even the Silvers know this guy? Was he a member of something? A traitor? So many questions, yet all of them bottled up at the back of my throat. “M…my b..bro...ther…”

My voice, now his, fills the room—rich, velvety, commanding. “Silver should be dominant.” Silence. Cassidy blinks, then glares. “Aries, if you’re going to hijack Delilah’s body, at least say hello first.” Aries chuckles through my lips. “Hello, little human.” Alma crosses her arms. “Why silver?” My lips curve into a smirk. “Silver is the color of the moon, the bond that ties mates. It represents strength, purity, and divine right. It will remind everyone that Delilah is not just a queen but the vessel of the strongest wolf to walk this earth.”

"Valkyrie Two and Three, deploy Silvermist protocol. Blanket the target area." The other two drones swooped low over the ocean, their wings angling with impossible grace. They released a fine, shimmering mist from their dispersal pods, a glittering cloud that descended upon the churning water. The "Silvermist" was one of Katherine's more elegant and brutal inventions: an aerosolized silver nitrate compound, molecularly bound to a clinging agent. Harmless to humans, but agonizingly, flesh-meltingly corrosive to most supernatural creatures, especially werewolves and the magically summoned beasts they controlled.