Silver Bullet Pure Romance Novels & Stories

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.

The coldness on his face shows no expression. "There is a room down there... should Incase...". He said slowly while moving closer towards them. "You beautiful badasses are interested?". Dante said with one of his brow raised up. Ann bit her lower lips as Silver turned to look at her. "So what do you say Ann?". Silver asked. "Fuck yeah". Ann grasped her by the hair and pulled Silver to lean against her before she smashed her lips against hers, kissing and sucking on her soft lips. A moan escaped their throat while they smacked their lips.

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.

"No! Hailey, no! You don't get to leave me! Do you hear me? You don't get to leave!" His voice was getting farther away. Or maybe I was the one drifting. It was hard to tell. I felt pressure on my chest. Someone trying to stop the bleeding. But there was so much blood. I could smell it, metallic and sharp. "The bullets were silver," someone said. Edward maybe? "She's not healing." Silver. Of course. Silver bullets were lethal to werewolves. Our supernatural healing couldn't fight against silver poisoning. "Then get it out! Cut it out of her if you have to!"

“She is not my girlfriend. She is actually the wife of my rival, and we happen to have, well……identical goals.” “If you say so.” Silver grinned, his sharp fangs displaying themselves shamelessly. “So, the name Silver, where did you get it?” I asked, deliberately trying to steer his mind out of the conversation. It was not a particularly intimidating name for a thousand-year-old werewolf. “Ohhh, it's from a silver bullet, the bane of werewolves.” Silver! Silver was one element that werewolves loved and cherished. However, it was effortlessly the death of many werewolves. A single shot of a silver bullet could bring down a weak adult werewolf, and so it was highly regarded as a forbidden objec

“You know what churns on about him in our world. He’s ruthless.” “Leave my grandson to me.” “Say I accept this proposal now, does Kian wish to be married?Does he know that you are here?” Don Silver’s lips settled into a grim. “He will have no other choice.”,he replied defiantly. “Now, Salvatore do you accept this proposition or not?” With a last glance at the clock ,Salvatore stood from his chair and pulled out his hand. “ Very well,Don Silver….i accept your…..proposal.”,he conceded.

“That’s fine, but I’ve got no money now. Hand over your cash, woman!” “I don’t have any!” Judy had just given all her money to Benedict and was penniless now. Darren’s temper flared again. “Why’re you so cheap? You seemed very generous when you gave your sugar baby all that money, but when it comes to me, you refuse to give me any cash. Hand it over or I’ll kill you this instant. Try me!” “I don’t have a sugar baby!” Judy denied.

As I descended from the sky, my wings gracefully folding behind me, Jonathan greeted me with a tender smile. “Are you ready for another taste, Jonathan?” I asked, my voice laced with a teasing tone. I knew the intoxicating effect my blood had on him, and I found pleasure in fulfilling his desires. He nodded eagerly, a mix of longing and adoration visible in his eyes. “Always, my love. Your blood is the sweetest nectar, a temptation I can never resist.” I extended my arm, offering my wrist to him. He brought my wrist to his lips with a gentle touch, his fangs grazing my skin. As he drank, I felt a surge of warmth and connection between us, a bond strengthened with every sip he took.

The silver dress made Mia’s body look like it had been bound gently by moonlight. It shimmered and moved liked the ocean lapping the shore as she made her way down the stairs. Her dark hair fell around her shoulders in soft curls that bounced slightly every time she took another step. Her large hazel eyes had been framed by a soft blend of black and grey eyeshadow, causing them to stand out even more than they normally did. A light gloss had been swiped over her deliciously plump lips, and it took everything Ryan had to not run over to her and kiss her.

Since the river last night, when even the quiet between them had felt like sparks waiting for ignition. But hearing the word… Hearing that word internally… It changed everything. “Kalen?” Rowan asked, brow raised. “Are you listening?” “No,” Kalen said bluntly. “Say it again.” Rowan sighed, exasperated. “I said Silverpine wants to renegotiate the agreement. Nightclaw follows. Then Crescent Fang—” That name punched through his ribs. The wolf leapt. Crescent Fang. Mate. Go. To. Mate. No.