Silver Crow Novels & Stories

My mom spoke softly, beckoning me away from my mate. He reluctantly released me & I made my way over to my family. Gavin pulled the box from my mom's lap & sat it on the floor infront of them, claiming it was a little heavy. I unwrapped the box & opened to find the most beautiful thing I had ever laid my eyes on. It was a crown & staff, the crown was made of silver, with sapphires lacing the edges. In the center of the crown sat a circular moonstone, shaped as the full moon, with Crescent shaped moonstones on either side of it. The staff was also silver, with rows sapphires running down it. The top of the staff was a large round moonstone. I was in awe as I picked up the staff first, twirlin

"Perhaps she isn't as important to you as—" "Do it," I cut her off. "Start the ritual now." She blinked, then nodded slowly. "Are you certain? Once your wolf is gone, it can never be restored. You will lose everything—" "I'm certain." She pulled a silver ritual dagger from her robes, its blade etched with ancient runes. "Plunge this dagger into your heart, and your wolf spirit will transfer to her," the crone said, handing it to me. "But remember, you only have one chance. If you hesitate at the last moment—"

“Which is why the Five Sages are taking more time to train her and get her reconnected to her wolf,” “Interesting,” Beta Pete continued. “Looks like Alpha Oizys has been preparing a gift and we've been unaware and unprepared. If the five Sages are taking their time to train this human, then we should be prepared for a full course meal; we are not leaving without the blood crown. What do you think, Alpha?” he turned to Alpha Keen who appeared deep in thoughts.

I copied her and lowered my voice for my second reply She gasped and covered her mouth, "You totally have a secret admirer," she gushed, "Someone who could afford to buy you real diamonds..." she trailed off in thought before her eyes widened, "Oh My God, one of the Crown brothers has a crush on you!" she squealed "Maybe even all of them, if that one rumour is true," she wiggled her eyebrows at me I rolled my eyes, "Don't we have somewhere to be?" I asked her

Perhaps the Goddess has blessed he riwth the dream to let eh rknow about Adam’s future. Sh turned around to him and he rfingers travel to her necklace. It was a silver locket, hand craften by the silver smith of Zhateria. It was a snow flake shape necklace with three small diamond buried in the middle. Each end of the snowflake has white diamonds too that glows brightlywhen in contact with light.

As soon as Ulva's words rolled out, Pain incised through her body, cracking each bone. A growl hissed out of Scarlett as if she was shifting for the first time. Silver furs covered her body, eyes turned sparkly lavender along with the silver crown, adorned around her head. In the heart of the white snow, shone a huge Silver wolf, shining like a great warrior. A queen... A Howl introduced her to the world, as she jerked her head before looking down at the rogues, who were towered by the firstborn of the moon.

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.”

Adrian swung his gun toward the stairwell. “Strike squad! They’ve found us!” Dozens of shadows surged upward hunters in silver armor, moving too fast and, too precise to be human. Crowe tilted his head slightly, silver light flashing in his eyes. “Not mine. They’re Silver Hounds bio-soldiers bred by Dr. Alaric.” Evelyn sprang up, thumbed the safety, and let three rapid rounds fly. One creature toppled, but instead of red the blood shimmered silver, hissing as it slicked across the concrete.

"That crappy orchard your brother bought. It’s got quite a bit of rosemary in it. Ha! Not only has that dump never made a single dime, we still have to pay a crew to maintain it every year." A thought flickered in my mind. I knew that place. The orchard sat on a ruined silver mine, its trees drawing on the soil and the breath of silver for years, gaining a power to ward off evil. The Haunts came with the wind, but silver tamed the wind. Those trees were worth far more than my mother and brother could ever imagine. If my infant spirits had wielded weapons made from that wood, they would have been unstoppable.

He sighs, “Okay, we’ll start with the least pure, which I’m sure you’ll be absolutely fine with, and work our way up to the bar of pure silver we found on some human on our lands. We have no idea what he planned to do with it; it’s literally an ingot of the stuff.” He points to a solid bar of silver with the sterling mark on it, she hums, “But it’s definitely the ‘good’ stuff.” She nods, she wanted to start at the hard end, but understands his caution.