Silver Crow Novels & Stories

Her expression was one of surprise, as was mine, which soon after became serious; Prince Crowther was sitting next to her, everyone stared at me, I saluted the commander who broke the awkward silence. _______ This is Blacke Livet, one of the best we currently have in the corporation, my eyes fell to Ayla's that brought an expression that I couldn't decipher - Mr. Livet, will accompany Miss Ayla throughout our corporation, she chose military area to exercise the next test of the dispute for the Diamond crown .. - I nodded in a positive sign understanding the reason why she was there - Your Highness, you can choose to go with them or stay here in my company... Nathan Crowther is the scum of al

"I bestow upon you this Queen's Crown, affirming your honor. You are the chosen future queen, destined to wed the prince." Elder William lifted the crown from the tray, an exquisite masterpiece crafted from the purest silver, adorned with the whitest gemstones, and embellished with radiant diamonds and moonstones. At its pinnacle, a moonlit blue sapphire shimmered, encircled by twelve dazzling diamond stars. Silver laurel leaves elegantly entwined the crown's base, reminiscent of waves cradling luminous stars. Such a crown surpasses our mortal craftsmanship; only the Moon Goddess could conceive such celestial beauty.

The sound is pathetic, more animal than human, and the nearest wolves in the front row smirk. The silver is designed to weaken, to strip the wolf out of a body and leave only meat behind. I feel it like a rot, crawling up my arms, sapping everything good and hot and alive from my veins. My fingers tingle, then go numb. I flex them anyway, refusing to give the crowd the spectacle of collapse.

I asked skeptically, furrowing my brow. “I can’t read this. I’m a genius, but I don’t read hieroglyphics. And there’s something else inside. A pendant of a bug.” Silvercloud wrinkled his nose, lifting a gold chain with a sapphire and emerald beetle pendant. Obviously, this has to do with the guild.

It wasn't steel; it was too bright, too cold, and its presence felt like a searing, impossible wrongness. I leaned closer, my mind instantly disconnecting from the corporate environment, the Board demands, and the Logan problem. This was different. This was Pack. With meticulous care, I pinched the tiny strand between my thumb and forefinger and extracted it. It was no more than an inch long, brittle, and intricately twisted to resemble a miniature, crude knot, a gift left precisely where my body would rest. Silver. Unmistakably. The corporate noise vanished, replaced by the primal silence of the wolf detecting a fatal threat. Silver was never accidental. It wasn't contamination. It was a ta

He couldn’t escape the demanding look - staring straight into Victor’s eyes, he said: “I promise.” For a moment, Samuel had a feeling that he had just got married to Victor, not Bianca. The older man’s hand opened. He was right - there was another ring. Although this one much heavier and much more solid. It was made of different materials - a golden one and a black one. These two materials were entangled like ivy growing up a tree. On the inside, pearly white writing was engraved with its full mightiness: CROWOLF. Samuel repeated the word in his mind. It had a peculiar charge, leaving in his head an indelible trace.

At the center stood the Silver Cell. The cell was a large, ominous structure made entirely of silver, its bars gleaming dully in the dim light. The ground inside was bare, the air heavy with the scent of old blood and sweat. The silver was designed to weaken the most powerful wolves, to sap their strength and leave them vulnerable. There was no escape from it.

“I accept. For Iris. For our children. For every wolf who deserves peace.” The gathered wolves raised their heads as one and howled, a sound that resonated deep into the forest and up to the fractured moon. Power rippled through the clearing. The twin wolves on Iris and Aiden’s wrists flared, golden and black vines intertwining, their glow so intense that the air seemed to hum with divine energy. Scene 1: The Crowning of Aiden A ceremonial crown of intertwined silver and obsidian was brought forth, its design a tribute to light and darkness entwined. Selene carefully placed it on Aiden’s brow, and as it settled, the glow from the twin wolves shot upward in a beam of radiance.

We’re going to shift and hunt with her. Silver’s wolf is flawed, just as she is. Her fur is the tone of her natural eye color; sky-blue. She’s huge for a shifter wolf and has silver wings that span out a couple of yards in each direction. A silver crescent moon shines brightly on her forehead between her orbs, which hold all three hues-blue, silver and gold. ‘Even her wolf is an ugly freak of nature! Stand down, damn it! She’s not our mate! You better not do anything to embarrass the shit out of me! I would never accept that abomination as my mate!’

I replied. "Hunting for Jeweleries is fun too. Look." She said as she pulled away and held a small silver crown pin at the center of her palm. "I found this today. I wanted to give it to you. It's pure silver right?" Taking the pin from her, I examined it. It does look like pure silver but it is not one from our lands. "Maybe." I mumbled. Frost took the pin from my hand and stepped closer to me. "It reminded me of you when I saw it. Besides, it looks like it's men's pin so I though I could have it for you."