Silver Claws Novels & Stories

Fallon sounded as if he were chewing gravel. “Prismatic silver is not an easy currency to convert, let alone explain,” she said tersely.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

He had only done this for a few minutes when he stopped abruptly and shouted; "By the power vested in me by the moon goddess and as the oldest member of this royal family, this child shall be called, VERONICA CHARLOTTE SILVER, DAUGHTER OF LUNA ISABELLA ROSELYN AND ALPHA KING CHARLES ERIC SILVER OF THE SILVER MIST PACK. Citizens of the Silver mist pack, behold your princess!" He declared authoritatively, and the people cheered happily.

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

Opening my eyes, I saw the hues of the shield surrounding me and spread out my hands to spread out the shield to cover the entire room. I smile in excitement as I see how surprised my mate was looking at the shield. He moves forward to the edge and places his hands on it. I’m sure it did not surprise him because this was the first time he saw a shield that was summoned, as Princess Alexa would have summoned hers in his presence before now, but because my shield differed from his sister’s own. I’m also quite surprised but excited by the appearance of my shield. Instead of the bright rays of light, Princess Alexa’s shield appeared as mine gave out a golden ray of light that glows and dims ever

’ Bash scolded Blaze before whimpering. Lilith studied the knife that sat beside him. It was laced with silver. It wasn’t looking good. Checking the other wounds Blaze had on the arms and back, Lilith realized something that made her heart race at an unbelievable speed. The vampires had silver hidden under their claws. Their claws were known to be razor sharp and had the strength of steel so when they slashed at Blaze’s back, one of them got close to his heart. Silver had already spread all over his body.

"Aldric said something when we were packing this morning. He said I have been carrying the weight of the community's dependence on me for so long that I had forgotten it was a weight." "He is not wrong," Lyra said. "No," Sera agreed. She looked at the fire for a moment. "What is Silver Claw like. Not the formal description. What is it actually like?" Lyra thought about how to answer this honestly. "It is large and cold when you first arrive," she said. "The stones and the torchlight and the wolves who look at you like they are filing a report." She paused. "And then gradually it becomes the place where Elara appears at inconvenient moments with food and the belief that you need to eat it. An

Making her eyes widen to the size of saucers. If you didn't know, silver was dangerous to wolves. It was one of the things that could be deadly to a wolf. So she wondered why he would give her such a weapon. She uncurled her fists and the prongs disappeared. She curled them again, and they appeared. Three on each hand, to be specific. What is this? That is Death Claw, Desmond replied. It's a silver weapon that can be harmful to wolves, and I want you to have it.

I looked down. White. Not almost white. Not grey—the light was flattering. White, with silver at the tips of each strand of fur where the moonlight caught it, a coat that looked like it had been made to be seen exactly like this, at night, at the edge of still water. Large. My shoulders were level with the top of the reeds at the bank. My eyes in the reflection were storm-grey, the same eyes I had always had, but lit from somewhere inside in a way I did not have words for.

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.