Silver Fullbuster Novels & Stories

I almost ignored him, I almost walked out, then he spoke again. “I already gave her the blood absorber.” My body went still, and I turned slowly. “What did you say?” “I've given her the blood absorber,” he repeated. My heart slammed against my ribs“Don’t tell me,” I whispered, dread creeping in, “that you made it with silver.” He shrugged. “What else would I use? Gold?” The room spun. “Moon,” I breathed. “You idiot.” I rushed toward him. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Silver can be tested. It can be detected. They’ll know what it is.”

“You’ve ever received a bomb job? Because if you touch me again, I’d—” “Enough!” Kendrick turned to Silver. “I want my nephew’s body, here and now.” Silver patted Mortis, the canine headbutting his palm. He used to do that to me, back then. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. The earlier you transfer my thirty-billion dollars for the damages, and leave my property, the better,” Silver growled. “In your dreams,” I growled back. “Give me Kai’s body along with Queen Bee, or I’d burn this place to the ground.”

Right as college acceptance letters went out, my golden boy of a brother, Bill Cyrus, spread a rumor that I stole his spot at Braxton University. His only proof was a single paparazzi shot of me standing outside the university gates. Of course, my parents believed him. To protect Bill's precious reputation, they forced me to take the fall. They even threatened to lock me away in an internet-addiction center for good to erase their embarrassment of their younger son—the one who dropped out and ran wild for a year. Watching my own family line up to tear me apart over one massive lie, the last scrap of hope I had for them shattered completely. I stopped holding back. I watched, ice-cold, a

If anything, it's… dread? “Who are they?” I asked, curiosity getting the better of me. “They’re the elite of the elite.” Her voice trembles, genuinely, it trembles. “If you want to have a peaceful life in SMA, you have to be on their good side.” “That’s ridiculous.” Kids can’t own a school. “Who are the golden boys?” “Geoffrey and Jeremiah SilverMoon and they’re trouble,” she blurted fast as if her butt was on fire. “I like you, Barbie, but I mean it when I say, stay away.”

"You think brute force can override the central bank of the universe? I am the Manager of the Mint! My capital is infinite!" Arthur clapped his hands together. The sound echoed like a gavel striking a block of solid platinum. From the depths of the shimmering vault, the Mint's internal security protocols engaged. Four towering figures marched out of the blinding light. They were "Gilded Arbiters"—twenty-foot-tall golems forged entirely from compressed, solid bullion and animated by the souls of bankrupt cosmic warlords. They wielded massive hammers shaped like balancing scales, each swing capable of adjusting localized physics.

But the way people moved aside for him, the way even the other alphas stepped back, told me everything I needed to know. This was someone powerful. "Ten gold from the hooded bidder," the trader said, his voice suddenly nervous. Garrett's scarred face went dark. "Twelve." "Twenty." The hooded man didn't hesitate. Gasps ran through the crowd. Twenty gold pieces could buy a house. A farm. A whole herd of cattle. Garrett looked like he wanted to rip someone's throat out. His hand went to the knife at his belt. "Twenty-five." "Fifty."

That bitch was ready to end her own life the moment she was caught. “How did you know she was an imposter?” Lucy asks, her eyes still wide in disbelief. “Who are you?” a deep voice growls behind me. I turn, my breath catching as my gaze falls on the former Alpha… Rhett Lawson. The resemblance between him and Atlas is undeniable. “I’m Silver of the Ironfang Pack,” I say with a smile. “That doesn’t answer the question,” Atlas growls, his voice low. His cold eyes lock onto mine, sending a chill down my spine. “Who are you?”

Fenris said Andre was still skeptical. Fenris ignored him and continued to speak. He had to get Andre to understand the danger that they were in. "Through trial and error, they found one of our weaknesses. They found that silver was toxic for us." Fenris said. Andre raised a brow. "I don't understand. Silver is outlawed everywhere. It was cleared from everywhere centuries ago." Andre said. "Even if they discovered that silver was dangerous to us, they would not have any way to get enough to make a difference." Andre debated. Fenris shook his head again. "Silver is not to be found here, but it is found in abundance in the human world." Fenris said. "They are immune to it, so they can form it

It threw me off. The fact that he was a silver blood, I scrutinized his appearance in the photo, there wasn't any resemblance to Hannah or her mother, no distinct silver-colored hair, he just looked like an average werewolf. I had seen his wolf a couple of times but it was just a normal brown color, nothing special. When they found out that he was a silver blood, they took him along with Melissa, but they didn't find anything in him. The gene for a silver blood was there, but it was dormant, it could only be expressed in females, and so they killed him, labeling him as waste.

“Just a little something to remind you that you need to come fast enough for your wife if she means that much to you.” “You're a real psychopath.” Kian spat with hatred and malice in his eyes. One that seemed like they indeed knew each other just took well. “I wonder what we Silvers saw in you. We must have been blind. I must have been blind.” Wait, even the Silvers know this guy? Was he a member of something? A traitor? So many questions, yet all of them bottled up at the back of my throat. “M…my b..bro...ther…”