Silver Fullbuster Novels & Stories

Stephan rubbed his hand on his hair before his gaze fell on Damian “ I dunno man, I really don’t know” ……………………………………………….. Silver and gold were in their spell room doing some incantations “ they are on the move” Gold stared at silver, as silver continued to talk in his trance “ they don’t want Sophia to meet her mate” “ why” “ they are not saying silver said” “ who is her mate?” gold inquired “ they are not saying, only that the mate is close” Silver starts convulsing and gold held him immediately saying some incantation

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

Both of them quickly kneeled down. “We’re really sorry to interrupt your rest, Lord Zhu, but we have an urgent matter to report.” One of the twins said solemnly. “Speak.” Zhu Wushang isaid bluntly. He slowly gets up from his bed. He suspects that these twins are the trusted aides of the Black Merchants. “My name Is Gold, and this is my sister, Silver.” “Silver... sir…” The one with silver eyes nodded after her sister's introduction. She’s the strong silent type, but the respect and awe in her eyes when she looks at Zhu Wushang are as strong as her sister.

I hissed back, watching the man’s pitch-black eyes narrow angrily at me. “Is that a threat? Michael Gotham?” Wolverine Silver whispered so quietly that I almost wasn't sure he had spoken. Icy shards of glass slithered down my back to freeze over at the base of my spine. Of all the wolves at the table, it was Wolverine Silver I was most worried about. He had gotten his name because he was somehow immune to silver. Wolverine was a shredded beast on the battle field who could withstand silver attacks even better than us Alphas. We needed him on our side.

I was looking for was called the pink satin. Rich leers were said to stick to the part of the pleasure district. If I were going to give myself without love then I was going to make sure that it was with someone who had the money. Leers or non-humans tended to have money if they made it all the way into Rezzidel. As I walked I became aware of how over my head this situation was. Men were lifting the dresses of the women that they handed money to. Right there in the open. I kept Cedar's head facing me. I didn’t want him to be exposed to this. I couldn’t risk leaving him at the house and then mother coming back. I lifted my chin higher. I could do this. I tried not to make eye contact with an

Over the next few days, I cleared out some worthless old belongings—keepsakes that had been full of memories in my past life. Looking at them now, they were nothing but cheap garbage. I packed them all up and threw them straight into the trash can. In the afternoon, as I continued packing my bags, Alexander blocked my path. He clutched a few iron coins in his hand and spoke in a stiff voice. “This is the money I am paying you back on Lilith's behalf.”

On the screen was the progress bar, now at one hundred percent. My stomach dropped. The phone wasn't dead. The satellite phone was dead, but she had my burner phone. She had retrieved it. The device in her pocket wasn't just a detonator. It was a signal booster. She had been hijacking my attempts to send the file, pulling the data to her own device. "Checkmate, Natalia," she whispered. The name hung in the air between us. A key, a curse, and a catalyst all at once.

“Your father believes it was rogues. I believe it was something else.” I stood up. My legs were stiff from sitting so long. “What do you mean?” “Did you see the silver light, boy?” “Everyone saw it.” The memory hurt. Sera kneeling there, her power pouring out of her like a broken dam. Her eyes had been pure silver. Not the primal wolf-gold she used to have, not human. Something ancient, terrifying, and beautiful. Too weak. I had called her too weak. The Moon Goddess must be laughing.