Silver Moon Novels & Stories

POV JACKSON The Silver Moon pack house was a hive of frantic, superficial activity. Everywhere I turned, omegas were polishing silver, hanging heavy banners of white and blue, and arranging flowers that smelled of cloying sweetness and death. To the outside world, this was the preparation for the wedding of the century—the union of an Alpha and his "perfect" Luna. But to me, the air in these hallways felt like a tightening noose.

Ming Yue making a few slashes using her second stage dance movement before releasing Silver Moon. Connected to Ming Yue's internal energy, Silver Moon glowed in white color before splitting into two, lunged toward the huge cobra, attacking it accordance to Ming Yue's dance movement. The dance of two Silver Moon swords, created sprinkle of snow fall here and there as it slowly fell to the floor. The air slowly became colder, as if winter came at that very moment.

Fallon sounded as if he were chewing gravel. “Prismatic silver is not an easy currency to convert, let alone explain,” she said tersely.

My voice, now his, fills the room—rich, velvety, commanding. “Silver should be dominant.” Silence. Cassidy blinks, then glares. “Aries, if you’re going to hijack Delilah’s body, at least say hello first.” Aries chuckles through my lips. “Hello, little human.” Alma crosses her arms. “Why silver?” My lips curve into a smirk. “Silver is the color of the moon, the bond that ties mates. It represents strength, purity, and divine right. It will remind everyone that Delilah is not just a queen but the vessel of the strongest wolf to walk this earth.”

The Silver Moon Sanctuary lay cloaked in a soft mist, the first rays of dawn filtering through the evergreens. The world had not known peace in decades, yet here, amid the singing brooks and ancient stones, a fragile harmony had taken root. Iris stood on the terrace of the sanctuary, her long hair glinting with threads of silver and black, the twin marks glowing faintly on her wrists. She watched her children—two figures darting across the meadow, their laughter echoing like distant bells.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

He breathes next to my ear. I can smell the hot metal from here. The next minute I feel it searing pain on my skin by my lower back. I wail from the pain and my breath is gone. I see white. He then throws silver powder on my wound to prevent it from closing and healing. I scream louder it burns like hell, he just laughs at me. If it ever heals there will be a scar. I throw up from the pain and my tears are flowing down my face.

I said. Sam POV I was flipping burgers when a sudden mind link made me drop the spatula. "Alpha, something is happening to the prisoners." the warrior said. I leave the stove immediately and sprinted to the compound. I mind-linked Michelle, "Take care of the food for me. Also, tell Aimee I'll be right back, I had to take care of something important." I slammed through the door of the compound and ran down the stairs. As soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs, I hear howls of pain and flesh tearing. I walk closer to the nearest cell. I see the captive writhing in pain, veins glowing an eerie silver, he clawed at his skin as if he could dig it out. The silver glowing in his veins reminded

I nod at him and walk out to the stage. “Good evening everyone.” I wait for the crowd to quite down. “I appreciate you all coming here tonight to celebrate our luna. I thank our friends across the seas and our friends from other realms for making the long journey here. I know many of you have heard of her already but now is the time to meet your luna. She is a silver dragon and is very passionate about protecting this pack.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?