Novel & Cerita Silver Ocean

"The Wolf Queen wants another child." Kael said it while unfastening my nightdress. "You bear easily. Carry one more for her." Ten months later, I gave birth to a silver-eyed daughter. The midwife cut the cord, wrapped her in black cloth steeped in scent-severing herb, and carried her from the room before I could look twice. She was the second. Everyone at court knew that Seraphine had destroyed her moon-vein saving Kael and could never bear an heir. Otherwise, no daughter of Silvercrest would have been welcomed into the Wolf Keep. To Kael, I was never a partner. I was the Moon-Bound woman chosen to give the Wolf Queen children and the royal line its blood. No one asked whether I consented w

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.

“I don’t know all the details. Your mother was very secretive, very protective. But I know it was someone powerful. Someone within the werewolf world. Someone who’s still out there.” A knock on the door made us both jump. Mira stuck her head in. “Guards are making rounds. We have to go. Now.” Sarah pulled me into another fierce hug. “Be safe, Aria. Be smart. And when your wolf finally awakens, remember, you’re not worthless. You never were. You’re a Silvermoon. You’re royalty. And one day, you’ll make them all pay for what they’ve done.” She pressed something else into my hand, a small pouch heavy with coins. “It’s not much, but it’ll help you get started wherever you go. Now run. Mira will

she said. I opened it. I pointed to the library stamp on the title page. "This." She looked at it, her expression unchanging. "I see." "It's the only thing that feels real," I said, the words tumbling out. "The rest is… noise. I don't know who I am. I don't know my name. I don't know why I'm here. But this… this feels like a key." "It is," she said. "And it isn't." She reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a slim, silver object. A car key. She placed it on the bench between us. "You're going to drive west. To the sea."

I shrugged. “Very rare. Rarest of rare. They are known to be created by the Moon Goddess’s blood itself. No one has been lucky enough to see one, but if you have, consider yourself immensely lucky. Just like white wolves, silver wolves also represent good omen, peace, fertility, but also immense power, healing and magic. If someone is blessed with a silver wolf, which hardly ever happens, then it's assumed that he or she is sent by the Moon Goddess herself for something greater, to heal.” Ruby answered. “Oh fuck,” Mac hissed while I stood there, speechless.

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."

Frowning, I glanced in the direction he was growling. There was a box. And a rose lying right next to it… What the---?! I grabbed the rose, but instantly let it go, feeling my skin sizzle. My heart dropped as I realized--- Silver! She had breathed in silver! Silver wasn't deadly for us. However, it did leave serious damage and scarring if it was ever used as a weapon. If it came into contact with our skin, it cut us off from our wolves and hindered the natural healing process, leaving us vulnerable for a while. The feeling was like fire, burning you like a bad allergic reaction...

“And yet, it does.” Sira’s fingers tightened around her staff. The crystals embedded in it flickered once more, but this time the light that bloomed within them was not blue it was silver. She dropped her gaze to her hand, horror flickering across her face. The Citadel’s pulse was now moving through her.

“What does my wife get to do with this? Reverse the damn poison now!” “Please…” Was it just me or did Kian DaSilver just use the word please? Given by the brief silence and amused laugh from Ryker, I guess I wasn't the only one shocked. “I'm sorry, what was that?” “Where's the antidote? Tell me got it!” Kian scrambled around the room, throwing things on the ground then froze in his tracks when Ryker slowly raised up a small greenish bottle with a chuckle. “You mean this?” “Ryker…” Kian said, his voice careful and low. “Hand that over.”

Watching and praying not be involved in these mess. Phil approached Carlo slowly now, then crouched before him. “You should be grateful,” he murmured while Carlo struggled violently beneath the pressure. Phil's narrowed faintly."Because BloodFall Luna survived.” A pause, then his smile vanished completely. “Otherwise… there would be no Silverfang Pack left by sunrise.” Carlo’s breathing became ragged beneath the crushing pressure. His fingers dug violently into the shattered floor as he struggled to lift himself, but the more he resisted, the heavier Phil's aura became.