Silver Queen Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Either way, you brought her here. That was very considerate. It almost made me think you are in love with me.” “Would you like that? Me being in love with you?” he asked. I had just been joking. But I was not sure if he was joking as well. “No. That would be awful. A Silverclaw in love with a Star? That’s impossible.” “What if you fall in love with me?” “It will take more than getting me a few dresses to make me fall in love with you, Demian Silverclaw.”

What did he want from me? “I wasn't going to reject you. I was going to ask you if you would accept me as your mate. I'm a royal guard. I'm not a warrior. But I do fight, I don't just stand around and guard. I just don't walk back and forth. I hunt down rogues and kill them. I want to accept you, trust me I'm doing my best just not to grab you and hold you. My name is Silver. I've been a Royal guard since the day I turned eighteen. I wanted to protect the castle with my life. I learned to guard, to fight and to kill, I work my ass off to get what I want in life. It wasn't just handed to me. My parents are still alive, they are out there standing and waiting. But I was not going to reject you

This is how things are set up. I almost strained something because I rolled my eyes so much. I had the nicest sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex. We were perfect, and I was perfect, and I was perfect. And now he wants a silver knife and a pillow barrier as if I were a menace to him. "Sure." I replied bluntly. "Security. Correct. With that annoyingly composed shrug, he crawled under the blankets on his side. I pulled the blanket up to my chin and joined in on mine. The pillows sat between us like a little mountain range, ridiculous and rigid.

He drops right beside her on the couch, his body brushing hers. Silver tried to move away, but his large palm descended on her thigh, and he gripped it hard to keep her in place. Silver held her breath. “I don't know how you did it, but you had me fooled.” He hissed, his icy blue eyes now on fire. He continued. “Once there was a time that I believed you were the most righteous woman I had ever met. If only I knew you were just camouflaging that righteous act to hide the whore you really are." He spat.

I can never forget her annoying voice that made my blood boil. I froze mid-reach, heart jerking in my chest. No. Not now. Not while I’m under the freaking desk. Rylan didn't say a word afterall he can't say a word either. But I heard his tired grunt. Silver laughed. “What? You’re worried. No one is here, Rylan.” And then silence. Followed by a slow, amused exhale from Rylan. “Well, well, well,” Silver purred, the sound moving closer to where I was hiding. “Rylan, I love you. I told you time without numbers. We aren't related by blood so we can be together.”

We both sense that line getting tighter. “She’s coming,” I whisper. He nods. “Yeah. And when she does, it won’t be just for you.” I turn, really looking at him. “She wants what I won’t let myself become.” He meets my eyes, steady. “And what’s that?” I breathe in. “A crown with no heart.” The silver inside me stirs. It feels warm, solid—like it’s ready. Out there in the woods, something ancient is listening. And for once, it’s not moving. It’s just waiting.

No writing, no instructions, just empty parchment. Disappointment crashed over me until I noticed something. In the moonlight filtering through my window, faint silver letters began to appear on the first page, glowing with the same light as my pendant. To my dearest Aria, If you’re reading this, then I am gone, and the time has come for you to know the truth. You are not broken, my sweet girl. You are powerful beyond measure. You are the last surviving heir of the Silvermoon Royal Bloodline. The curse I placed on you was born of love and desperation. I knew they would come for us. I knew we couldn’t escape. So I made you invisible, made you appear so worthless that no one would see the thre

The chaos froze instantly. “Enough,” Kyrian’s voice resonated, cutting through the room. “Step away from her.” Maris and Dax faltered, the dominance in his aura too strong to resist. Kyrian advanced slowly, deliberately, eyes fixed on Silver. “She is mine,” he said, his voice low, icy, absolute. “And no one will touch her.” Silver’s breath caught. Relief and awe crashed over her. The threads of her bond pulsed violently, coiling around her heart, affirming the undeniable connection.

Shayne pushed her to the bed, licking her lips as she planted soft kisses on his neck, she bit him in between his neck and shoulders. She marked him, Silver was truly her mate. I wondered why The Moon goddess would choose Silver as her mate. Maybe Shayne asked for it and it was given to her. Silver moaned, watching Shayne coat his nipples with her saliva, whirling her tongue around it. She sucked on his nipples, biting them a bit and this made her scream in pleasure. Shayne crawled down to her virgin cock. Silver gaped as Shayne’s tongue touched his cock. “Please go in deeper, please deeper” Silver moaned.

"You have no idea what kind of fire you are playing with." He slowly released his grip, stepping back into the silver moonlight near the window, his perfect marble mask locking back into place with a cold, heavy finality. I stood against the iron shelf, gasping for air, my chest throbbing from the internal magic burn but my lips still burning with the heat of his touch. I looked at his dark silhouette against the glass. The lines of the timeline had just blurred completely. The Sovereign Alpha had lost his control, and as I wiped my mouth with the back of my trembling hand, I knew the game had just become a fire that neither of us could control.