Silver Shadows Novels & Stories

It was silver. Liquid moonlight. Quicksilver. It shimmered with an impossible, metallic luminescence, casting tiny, dancing reflections onto the snow and the stunned faces surrounding her. It wasn’t just the colour; it seemed to hold a faint, ethereal light of its own, defying the gloom. Silence, absolute and profound, swallowed their taunts.

Silver turned her purple eyes towards us and they glistened as they met Mac’s. “It’s done…” I said softly. “It’s done…” Mac took a step towards her. The world stopped. Time stopped. Everything stopped. I didn’t care what was happening between Tessa and Graham behind us. I didn’t care what was happening around me. All I could see was her—my mate. But suddenly something happened. I felt something snap inside of me. And before either Mac or I could comprehend, Silver collapsed on the floor with a thud, shifting back into her human form in a snap.

“Just a little something to remind you that you need to come fast enough for your wife if she means that much to you.” “You're a real psychopath.” Kian spat with hatred and malice in his eyes. One that seemed like they indeed knew each other just took well. “I wonder what we Silvers saw in you. We must have been blind. I must have been blind.” Wait, even the Silvers know this guy? Was he a member of something? A traitor? So many questions, yet all of them bottled up at the back of my throat. “M…my b..bro...ther…”

Which I feel is working because of how I see Silver's Viens appears through his skin. .................................. To be continued

Held on tight. "Silver?" Her name came out wrong. Distorted. Like I was speaking through water. "Henry, what's happening?" "I don't know. I don't—" The crack widened. The restaurant dissolved. Silver's hand slipped through my fingers. I tried to hold on. Tried to grip tighter. But she was fading. Fading. Fading. "Silver!" Her name ripped from my throat. A scream. A plea. A prayer. And then I opened my eyes to a bright light intercepting them.

“And the silhouette?” Silver’s fingers tightened against her sleeves. “I started seeing her after the voices became consistent,” she said. “Out of the corner of my eye. Never directly. Just a shape where there shouldn’t be one. Standing where shadows didn’t fall right.” Arthur’s voice was low. “In your dreams?” “And awake,” Silver said. “Mostly awake.” That earned a flicker of something dark across his expression. “She never crossed into my space,” Silver added quickly. “Never touched me. It was like she was observing from a distance. Waiting for me to notice her properly.”

Silver didn’t need to ask what it was—she had always felt it. She remembered the night she was born, the sky illuminated by a moon that had turned completely silver, casting the forest in an ethereal glow. Her parents, exhausted and elated, had held her close, their faces pale with awe. Even in her infancy, Silver had felt that the moon’s glow had left something inside her—something that pulsed quietly, waiting for the right moment to awaken.

the Goddess’s weapon, just as he had been unwoven in the Void. Aethelred looked at his hands, which were beginning to turn into dust. "Impossible. The silver is absolute." "The silver is a cage," Silas said, reaching out to grab Aethelred’s throat. "And I have already learned how to break the bars." With a final, earth-shaking roar, Silas unleashed the full power of the Shadow-Gold. A pillar of violet and gold energy erupted from his chest, consuming Aethelred and the silver spear in a blinding, celestial eclipse.

He wasn’t getting up. Tracy’s face drained of every hint of color. She staggered back, shaking. The manager almost pissed himself when the beast emerged from the shadows. A massive wolf, it was as black as midnight, eyes glowing silver. Serena’s heart swelled with twisted pride. “Silver,” she whispered, her voice steady and cold. “Show none of them mercy.” She didn’t need to say it twice. Silver never intended to let a single one of them leave alive.

Thera rolled on her bed thinking about the guy that has been disturbing her mind all this while, she just could not phantom it, he is so handsome, his blond hair and green eyes, whenever she looked at him it is as if he is looking into her soul, Thera hit her head with her hand, talking self “Thera what is wrong with you, what is wrong with you, why can’t you forget him and he has been avoiding you, what do I do, what do I do” She jumped from her bed and sat down on the floor “I know what to do, tomorrow when I go to college my plan will begin, operation woo handsome guy with green eyes”. …………………………. Gold and silver were in their sitting room talking about the shadows “I need to go in” Silve