Silver Bullet Pure Romance Novels & Stories

“Fuck that feels so good. So so good.” “Please move.” Silver begged in a small, sensual voice that had Rodriguez growling. Silver let out a scream of pleasure when Rodriguez pulled back and rammed his full length into him. Her toes curling when he began to thrust into her in long, fast thrusts, pumping into her nice and deep. Hitting that sweet spot inside of her over and over again. Silver’s moans of pleasure almost sounded like a prayer and they caressed Rodriguez in the right places.

I can never forget her annoying voice that made my blood boil. I froze mid-reach, heart jerking in my chest. No. Not now. Not while I’m under the freaking desk. Rylan didn't say a word afterall he can't say a word either. But I heard his tired grunt. Silver laughed. “What? You’re worried. No one is here, Rylan.” And then silence. Followed by a slow, amused exhale from Rylan. “Well, well, well,” Silver purred, the sound moving closer to where I was hiding. “Rylan, I love you. I told you time without numbers. We aren't related by blood so we can be together.”

I said smirking and she groaned, shutting her mouth. “Ronald? How dare you call his highness with no respect?” I heard her whisper “We.. "Is that a threat?" Hayley interrupted me, bringing out something from her back. I widened my eyes when I saw what it was. A silver knife. "If you do heal fast, let's see how you do with a silver knife buried in your chest " She smirked, coming towards me. Silver knife, silver bullets are known for being lethal to all wolves. Especially not now that I’m not in talking terms with my wolf, it will kill me in a few seconds.

There was only one dreadful explanation to this phenomenon: the bullet was made from silver! Silver—a lethal metal for all werewolves. Its mere touch could disrupt our regeneration, spelling certain doom if not immediately fatal. 'It's the same silver bullet, child,' echoed a familiar voice in my mind. Starlight, my wolf, had finally resurfaced from a deep slumber. ‘Starlight!’ I called out inwardly, relief washing over me. ‘I thought you were gone!’ Starlight shook her head. ‘I’m recovering. And adjusting to a new body wasn’t exactly easy after any wolf died to silver bullets,’ she continued.

I asked softly. His fingers curled around mine. That familiar heat rushed through me the second we touched. It was a jolt of pure electricity. He looked at me like I was the only light left in the world. Even with the silver dampening her, Selah stirred. A thousand tiny needles pricked my skin. Callum grunted. "Guess I’ll have to kill him too." I leaned my head back against the cold brick. A dry, breathless laugh escaped me. "That’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever said. Thanks."

Still, her body propelled forward, driven by an unwavering determination. Her gaze fixated on the gleaming silver bullet, her eyes wide and unblinking. Bathed in the hues of the setting sun, the bullet appeared almost crimson, radiating a sinister aura that thirsted for blood. It was on the brink of stealing away her beloved Jeremy, snuffing out their shared future.

We will let them sleep until 4am, then me and Ansel will sllep for 3 hours. I sit down at the picnic table, I start by cleaning the throwing knifes. One by one. I am careful to dry and shine each one so it won't tarnish. Clean silver hurts worse, tarnish prevents direct contact. After the knives, I clean the guns. We are now running very low on bullets for use against vampires, you see, a silver knife to the heart will kill a vampire, but a silver bullet won't do it, I don't know why. A silver bullet will kill a werewolf if it hits the heart, but maybe its too small to kill a vampire?

I can see where the wound reopened, and something is sticking out sightly of the wound. I pull the piece of metal from his skin. It burns my fingers as I touch it, but I need to examine it to understand what it is. As I roll it between my fingers, I realize the bullets had little barbs on them that leaves behind traces of the potent silver. Colby was slowly being poisoned with the silver. He had to be in a lot of pain. And his shift made the silver travel faster. Taking his face in my hands, I kiss his lips softly as he closes his eyes, “Stay with me Colby. You are going to be fine! I am not losing you today,” I murmur against his lips.

She said in a frustrated tone of a voice. "Relax Ann, you didn't go there to have sex, you went there to get cured". Silver said convincingly. "Look Ann, I want you to focus on getting things done so you can come back and we can hang out together, just like old times". She said. "Yeah... just like old times". Ann said as she was convinced by Silver's calm words. "So...". She heaved a sigh. "How about you?". She asked. "Well, I bumped into Dante". Silver splitted out and before she could speak again Ann let out a deep breathtaking gasp.

he said with a smile after an eternity. "Well, then we would just have to do it the unpleasant way," said the woman and he saw in her eyes what was about to follow. Bullets - silver of course, why always silver ??? - we flew towards him in slow motion. He spread his arms elegantly and stood there like a statue from bygone times.