Silver Fullbuster Novels & Stories

My screen was already blown up with notifications. ''Harrington Heartbeat: Blind Item.'' '“Which scholarship sweetheart is currently double-dipping in the Silvercrest gene pool? Seems our resident ‘artist’ is painting a masterpiece of manipulation, playing both the Golden Boy and the Biker Rebel. Careful, girlie—if you play with fire and ice at the same time, you just end up wet and burned.”'

At least I had changed the first part of our fate. Silver Springs was famous for its natural geothermal steam rooms. Clara dragged Liam off to the buffet. Those two were always in sync when it came to food. It was good to see. Seeing her so innocent and carefree, I felt a wave of emotion wash over me. In this life, I just want my sister to be happy. I found an empty sauna. The steam rose, blurring the world around me. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment of peace.

The last silver is collecting the final hatchling in his front paws. “NOW!” I say to my soldiers. They drag the second harpoon launcher over the edge of the mountain. The silver turns and screams angrily at us before lifting into the air with the hatchling in his paws. “Hurry!” I yell as he begins flying away. When my soldiers are ready, I give the order. “Kill him!” They aim the harpoon at the silver who is flying quickly to get out of our line of fire. “NOW!” I scream. The harpoon launches, aimed at the silver.

"I feel like you’re trying to intimidate a witness. Let’s look at the facts, Vane. The man who took the Silver Moonstone didn't use a drill. He didn't use explosives. He ripped the vault door off its hinges like it was made of wet cardboard." She pointed to the photo in her file—a grainy still of a massive, shadowy figure with eyes that reflected the camera's infrared light like a wolf’s. "That’s not human," she said firmly. "I’ve seen state-of-the-art tech, and I’ve seen bodybuilders on every steroid known to man. Nobody does that. Who is he?" Cillian turned his back to her, walking to the window. He looked out at the city, his hands clasped behind his back. "His name is Julian Blackwood. H

they are not just resisting the silver ions. They are completely neutralizing them on contact, Valerie said, a cold, triumphant smile cutting across her face. As of six o'clock this morning, the entire southern warrior coalition consisting of over fifteen thousand elite combatants is completely immune to silver weaponry. A silver tipped bullet will do nothing more than bruise their skin. A silver blade will shatter against their muscle fibers. The entire courtroom erupted into a chaotic roar. Alphas in the gallery stood up, shouting, slamming their fists against the railings.

He stared at me over the brink of his cup and shifted in his seat. "0909." I stared at him with confusion. "Wait, isn't that the same pin for your bank account?" He chuckled while nodding his head. "Yep. I always have the same passcode for everything, it makes it easier to remember." ~End of flashback~ Right. I quickly pressed in the code and to my relief, the safe door opens and I grabbed all the files inside and placed them on top of my lap. I reached back inside and my hand lands on a cool small object in a corner and I pulled it out and saw that it was a silver USB drive. I opened the first file on top and my blood turned cold when I realized what these files are.

I eat absolutely everything in front of me and then sit up straight to let the food settle in my tummy. “So, I ran all your tests and there is a few things I would like to discuss with you before the Alpha King comes to talk to you” I just nod yes “So there is a significant amount of wolfsbane, silver and mistletoe to name a few in your blood stream. Do you know how it got there? And how are you still alive?” She asked with a curious look on her face.

, Rose slightly pinched my cheeks. "Thank you", I said. We continued to chat. After a while, April and Rain joined us. "Wow, girls", Aston said coming towards us. Aston Silver, alpha of the Silver pack. The silver pack was a sister pack of Grey Lake. During my grandfather's time, our pack grew rapidly and the human town near our pack grew into our borders. My grandfather's brother Josh Silver took care of the pack which was another side of town. Eventually, people from that side accepted Josh as their Alpha and his descendants continued his position. We're still sharing revenue, strength, school, health services, and many more.

A familiar deep voice shouted. I turned around to see Zane storming into the room, his golden gaze locked on Carter and me. My heart leapt in my chest as I spotted Paige behind him, followed by Balor. Suddenly an arm wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me against a hard chest; a cold blade rested against my neck, burning into my skin. Silver one of the only metals able to cut out skin and stop us from healing. In bullet form, it was deadly. "Come any closer, and I'll slit her throat," Carter shouted, pulling me tighter against him. Zane immediately stopped. Paige cursed behind him; a gun clutched in her hand.

He was tall—easily 6'5"—with hair so dark it swallowed the light and features so sharp they looked sculpted from granite. The air around him shimmered with suppressed power, the kind that didn't need to be displayed to be understood. ​ As I approached the table with a tray of fresh bacon, keeping my gaze locked on the tablecloth, a sudden, almost physical force slammed into me. It wasn't Kael's power, but something deeper, a jolt that went straight to my core. The bacon grease sizzled, and I nearly dropped the heavy tray. ​ I flinched, my eyes snapping up just for a second, to locate the danger. ​ And I looked right into his eyes. ​ They were a piercing, crystalline silver—the color of the m