Silver Game Sonic Novels & Stories

Seele stones ringed the ceremonial clearing, their glow soft and steady, humming with approval as if the land itself had decided to bear witness. I stood at the heart of it all, my hands trembling only slightly as I held Archer's. His eyes were on me and mine on him. He was dressed in silver and black, the mark of his lineage woven into his cloak, but stripped of the West's regalia. No crown or chains. Just the Silver Alpha standing before his mate.

One small exhale, barely visible, and something in him went quiet in a way that had nothing to do with peace. The gold left his eyes. Not gradually. It pulled back all at once, like a tide that came in too fast and overcorrected. Silver replaced it, cool and certain, and the man looking at me then was not the man who had taken that one step forward. This one had already made up his mind. I looked down at my hands. My nails had broken the skin on both palms. I had not felt it happen. Four small marks on each hand, barely bleeding, the kind you make when you hold on too hard to something that was never yours to hold onto.

Silver Dust? My hand froze in mid-air. "Good. Keep giving her the injections. Double the dose. She can't get her wolf back, not until Selene completes the succession and claims her birthright as Alpha of the Red Fang pack." That was Kael's voice. My mate. My Alpha. "But Alpha, prolonged exposure to Silver Dust will shatter her wolf's soul…" "I said, keep injecting her! She thinks it’s Lunar Essence to help her recover. She’ll never suspect a thing."

Mell said. "Okay, so, this slitherite, based on my deduction, is a metal mined from an alien world that seems to be compatible with the silverstream. Whereas VERSE equipment stabilize silverstream so we can safely use it to do limited transmutation, the Sovereigns made theirs as energy neutralizer. They emphasize on destructive, conflicting nature of silverstream to turn it into a deadly weapon against our world's energies." "Alien world... do you think it might be the Silver Devils' original world?" Vayu asked, but his head hung low and not directed the question to anyone in particular.

Sir Silver replied. “I'm sorry about that” Ava response “I'm sorry about what you are experiencing right now as well, but I know you are strong and you'd bring Damien back. I'd support you in every way I can, you don't have to fight alone” Sir silver said Ava nodded as she felt hope, she definitely did have few good people around her. “Moreover, I have contacted my best doctors to come around so they can help him too,” Sir Silver said. “That will work as well, I know this will end soon” Ava assured.

He looks at the two men sitting with their backs to him and thinks: “It must be so they can interrogate me and ensure I'm not a spy. - Come, join us. – the Luna says, and Silver starts moving forward, but two steps away from the table, he stops in his path. The smell of that blood was familiar. His mind becomes confused because he can't identify it. The second man was a human, and a strange human, without any scent, but the first… Silver breathes deeply, letting the smells of the room invade his senses, and when he identifies the smell, his eyes bulge. - Victor?

Alexa cuts in excitedly. Facing her, "What do you mean by my face has changed, Alexa?" I was getting more confused by the minute. "Okay, you need to see it for yourself to know what we are saying." Saying this, she grabbed my hand, brought me to the car door window, and pointed, "Look.". Still confused, I slowly turned my head to the window and was shocked by what I saw. My straight ebony-black with strips of silver has completely turned into wavy silver with strips of gold and is reaching my waistline.

I raised my free hand, my palm facing the ceiling where the sonic dampeners were mounted. "Enough!" I screamed. The silver light exploded in a radial wave of pure, concentrated energy. The sonic dampeners didn't just turn off; they disintegrated, the electronics melting into slag. The warehouse went silent for a heartbeat before the screams of the remaining Seekers began. Silas stood up, his eyes pure gold, his claws lengthening as the partial shift took hold. He moved like a blur of black shadow and golden light, clearing a path to the center of the warehouse. I moved through the containers, my tablet tracking the strongest energy signature. I turned a corner and stopped dead.

And Jolene’s whole body dissolved in the molten lava of her release. “Fuck, yes,” Silver growled, and let himself finally take his own pleasure. He pushed deep – as deep as he could go – and then held himself there. His large body strained, tensed… and he rode the undulating, pulsing waves, just let them wash over him, crash over him, over and over, before slowly relaxing.