Silver Rwby Novels & Stories

The warm silver pressed on my skin cut deeper than anticipated. Our palms met, blood mingling. A surge of power moved through my body like lightning. Nyra rumbled. Silver light burst out from our joined hands, brighter than the flames, brighter than the stars. It pulsed twice before disappearing, leaving us both breathless. Raven stepped back quickly, staring at his palm as it healed at a fast speed. The cut sealed instantly, leaving only a thin silver line. “Interesting,” he murmured. “What just happened?” I asked, glancing at my own palm that healed immediately.

DEX Something about her changes right before my eyes. For a heartbeat, I can’t feel her through our bond — as if she’s vanished — but then, her presence rushes back like a wave. Lydia raises her head, and when our eyes meet, I freeze. Her irises are no longer their usual color; they’ve turned a brilliant shade of silver. In fact, all of her seems made of light, glowing softly like molten metal.

Liora POV The journey back to the SUVs are just as merciless and unforgiving, each step a jagged reminder of what we’ve survived…and what still waits ahead. My legs tremble from the fight, muscles screaming with every stride, but I keep moving. The Silver Dagger clutched tight in my hand. Its warmth pulses against my palm, steady and alive, like a second heartbeat synced to mine. The ruby glows faintly, a soft crimson light that cuts through the mist, and every time the light touches my skin, Aria stirs – stronger now, her growl no longer a distant whisper but a deep, resonant force clawing closer to the surface. The suppression serum still holds her back, but the dagger’s power is eroding i

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?

As I pounced on Thomas, a strange voice encouraged the action from the back of my mind. "Get him!" I froze in surprise, Thomas and Lily quickly following suit. "Who are you?" I asked the voice in my head. "I'm you. Rather, I'm your wolf. My name is Silver." I had a picture in my mind of a wolf the color of moonlight, her head held high proudly. "I'm Kendra." I managed. She smiled and dipped her head in recognition. "Daddy, I met my wolf!" I half pranced, half waddled over to my very startled father. "Daddy?" He was looking at me in awe. So was the whole pack.

“I’m checking for the volcano!” “Yeah right.” I quipped. “So much for Your Silver being as fast as the wind, the rumors were overrated.” She must have caught I was trying to annoy her as her lips curled to a smirk. “They weren’t.” She sped past me. I laughed, seeing I got to her. But before she left, I couldn’t help but notice her eyes glow a certain color, for a second, silver. Was that normal for her kind?

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.

Arwen's voice came out as more of a plea as she said only one word “please” “I like it when you beg, my love. Soon I will have you begging for more” He kept his eyes locked to hers as his hands continued on their path up her legs until they found their destination. He broke eye contact as he ruffled up her skirt, bringing a small hiss from Arwen as his hand touched the hem of her dress. Unsure what happened, Zayn looked at the hem of her dress, lifting it slightly, to see a silver chain locked around her thigh. Arwen had a thin angry red line on her skin from the silver chain and a confused Zayn looked up to Arwen. Silver was highly poisonous to their kind, so why would she do this to hersel

“I haven’t been this certain of anything since...well, since forever. That night in the woods, you walked hand‑in‑hand with me deeper into shadows I’d lived with my whole life. That cabin...I built it before I even knew what I was building it for. Every plank, every nail was waiting for this. For you.” Trixie’s eyes glistened. “Ryker...you’re going to make me cry.” “It’s okay.” He gently tilted her chin up. “But I’m not done.” His fingers left her and he folded out of bed, moving with quiet intention to the foot. He pulled aside the stack of blankets and reached below the mattress. He returned, holding a small wooden box—dark cedar, carved with a full moon, marigold petals, and a wolf’s head

Herd of rabbits gathered below Carina and carelessly stubbed their fluffy bodies towards her dangling feet. Carina lightly chuckled, seeing their antics. The color of the swing is silver and made of sturdy steel. There is a comfy couch on the seat, very thick and comfortable. There were two fluffy pillows behind Carina's backside, which helped prop her sore waist due to her big stomach. The swing had a simple decoration. Fresh flowers tangle on each side of the handrails as they emanate a sweet, floral scent. Her long, white hair smoothly fluttered in the air along with each motion of her swing. Under the shimmering rays of moonlight, her hair seemed to glow with a silver luster. On her head