Silver God Novels & Stories

As a solution—like I’m the answer to a question nobody wanted to ask. And answers always come with a price. I’m standing at the edge of the southern clearing—the place where the circle held Violet. The grass grew back in spirals, like it remembers the old ritual, curling around the spot where it tried to burn itself into the earth. No scar, though. That’s what rattles everyone. Lydia’s magic didn’t leave a wound. I took it. Pulled it into myself. The silver under my skin’s quieter now, but heavier. Like metal that cooled too quickly but still remembers being on fire.

The air shimmered with latent magic, words hanging like dew. Ari raised her staff, channeling a stabilizing ring of energy. “Listen to me,” she said, her voice steady though her heart pounded. “The world is rewriting itself because the pact we made the Silver Pact was never meant to last forever. It was a bridge between silence and renewal. Iluren has crossed that bridge, and now so must we.” A young adept stood. “And what are we crossing into?” Siran answered for her. “A conversation that has no end.”

"Bring me her alive!" The woman submerged in the wine inside the tub, emerged again from between the sovereign's legs, trying to suck in a breath of air. "Help me imbeciles!" yelled Guildor at his acolytes rising from the tub. His voluminous body dripped huge amounts of water. He leaned with his right hand on his black staff made of ebony with a silver hilt in the shape of a knob. A medallion embedded with a black opal in the shape of a half moon hung from his neck. He had snatched both from his father long ago.

other and I will lead us to victory.' Lucas watched in stunned silence as she stripped him of all his power, taking his role of Alpha becoming the Leader he was meant to be. He could only watch as the massed ranks of Immortal Warriors knelt on one knee bowed their heads and swore allegiance to her then they gave out a roar as the brilliant silver light disappeared. Standing on top of the hill bathed in the light of the Moon were three huge glorious Silver Wolves, in unison they tipped up their heads and howled the sound echoing around the canyon hauntingly. The Creator stepped back his eyes dark and full of worry, 'No, no, no, th

She hissed at me as she went to open the door for our first pack Alpha. “Alpha Theodore Bronx, Alpha of the green woods pack, I brought my sons, Thomas and Timothy as one of my boys will be the next Alpha I hope you don’t mind Luna Riverwood.” A man’s voice said. I couldn’t see him from my seat but looking to Charlotte this was the reason she was here tonight. “Welcome Alpha, come on in. We are having everyone come to the sitting room to meet her so please follow me.” I heard the Luna’s voice come down the short hallway. I stood not wanting to but trying to make this go as well as it could. A tall man with black hair followed the Luna into the sitting room, I of course recognized the boys

Leonardo clicks his tongue and mutters under his breath, “Can’t believe I lost to this. How embarrassing.” “The man in orange is bad, Goldie. You need to punish him, or else,” The voice from the speaker says in a reprimanding manner, almost like scolding a child. Goldie groans. He staggers as he tries to stand up straight. Leonardo watches him with his guard up, steadily walking backwards. He wasn’t sure what they were planning with Goldie, but it does not look appealing.

"We'll do this your way. But remember - the silver power has its own will. And it's patient. It waited a hundred years for me to stop fighting it. It can wait for you too." "Then it'll be waiting forever," Wendy said firmly. But even as she said it, she felt the power inside her pulse with something that felt almost like amusement. As if it knew something she didn't. As if it was already winning. "Let's continue," Aria said, waving her hand. The candles rearranged themselves into a new pattern. "This time, we'll work on precision. Light only the candles that form the moon goddess's sacred symbol." Wendy focused, raising her hand again. The power rose eagerly, almost playfully now. She direct

He wasn’t aware of Your Silver’s real gender and even if he did, I bet he was after a rogue being tamed. Chris smiled for the first time since he raised the topic. “Then, I am insisting.” He looked at the rest of us in the room. Ray sat up, having a troubled feature. “I refuse…” “Why?” Chris hurriedly ask. “Your Silver is the only silver wolf in the whole land. What about the prophecy?” “Damn that prophecy, Ray. Your Silver is the evil in that prophecy not it’s savior!” Chris retorted. “You never see greatness till you lose it, that’s your problem!” He shouted.