Novel & Cerita Silver Sisters

In a moment of sheer audacity, I pulled the journal out and opened it on my lap. ​ "What is the Silver Shard?" I asked, looking up at his reflection in the rearview mirror. ​ Kael’s lips barely moved. "A question better saved for the journey. It’s an artifact your ancestors stole to neutralize the Silver Moon’s lineage. We are simply taking it back." ​ "And why am I the 'unblooded female'?" ​ "Because your mother, in her cleverness, used the ritual to hide the Shard inside the one person no Alpha would ever touch: the wolf-less failure. The Shard is housed within your unshifted essence, making you magically invisible to every wolf in the continent—save for one."

The silver fabric seems to ripple and flow like moonlight, and I can almost imagine myself wearing it, feeling like a goddess. As I delve deeper into the bag, I find a pair of delicate silver bracelets, adorned with tiny diamonds that match the J on the dress. There's also a velvet box containing a stunning diamond necklace, with a small silver pendant in the shape of a crescent moon. But that's not all - there's a second dress, nestled in the folds of the first. A flowing, strapless gown in a deep, rich blue, with intricate silver embroidery that seems to dance across the fabric. And a third dress, a daring red number with a plunging neckline and a daring thigh-high slit.

And then, as if the universe wanted to make its point crystal clear, the bridge creaked. The weight of the crowd, all surging to one side to see the rescue—too much weight, too much pressure on the old structure. Silver heard the groan of wood and metal, saw the decorative railing beginning to give way. She should have moved. Should have run. But something in her had already broken, watching Seris choose Kate. Again. Always. The railing gave way. And Silver fell. The last thing she saw before the water took her was Seris on the bank, holding Kate, not even looking in her direction.

Being a Silver is both a blessing and a curse. We are blessed with gifts by the Moon Goddess and cursed with mates that don’t see our worth and cause us so much pain before eventually accepting us. Mates that though in the long run complete us, have also caused the loss of so many of my loved ones. I was raised to cherish my mate when I found them but I refuse to lose anymore of the people that I love. I pray that I never find them, being the Goddesses Alpha I won’t feel the bond fully until I accept it. That again leaves me both blessed and cursed.

The thought of the river of fire made her shudder. At least this time, she was determined not to make any more stupid mistakes. Cecilia thought to herself, 'Where could I start from?' "Miss, your schedule for today is tea party at Miss Silver's residence." "Miss Silver? Oh, I know her." In her memory Miss Silver is Aileen Herrace Silver. The eldest daughter of Count Silver who is also a candidate for the crown princess. Her relationship with Cecilia is not good. However, it would be rude to cancel an invitation suddenly.

“ Well, our partnership means a lot to me because I feel we both can mend our broken friendship through this. So, I wouldn’t want our partnership to end because of something that can be fixed. Let Maya take the place of Lydia. She’s more beautiful and endowed in the right parts of her body than Lydia is after all, “ Silver said with his gaze never leaving Maya. “ Excuse me, Sir, what? “ Maya rushed to ask Silver with a shocked expression on her face. Did I just hear Silver well? Maya should take Lydia’s place as the model for the photoshoot. Was he joking? “ You're joking, right? “ I asked Silver with a neutral expression on my face, while Maya looked like she would pass out any moment due t

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?

Sophia asked, eyeing Ava from head to toe. “Hey, Cupcake. I am not punishing that woman because of Ava, I am punishing her because she dared to bring her drama to my space. Is that okay?” He asked his sister. Both women stared at each other, and they knew it was deeper than this. Yes, Silver was brutal and merciless, but not when it came to women. “Whatever, just do whatever you want.” Sophia hissed and stormed out of the area. Mr. Silver watched his younger sister storm away from him and made to leave, but Ava clutched to his arms and went down on her knees.

Clearly, Silver had different preferences. “That is so ugly,” Silver sighed, standing a bit further away from me now. I turned to see the large, dark red banner with golden letters. Were those their colors? What about Darius’s and mine? I heard Silver’s voice again and saw her ladies laughing as she addressed the servants, who held out their hands with dresses. “You expect us to wear that for the party?” Silver asked. I blinked rapidly, shocked at her treatment of the poor servants. Who knew how long it had taken to make those dresses?

But despite his tireless efforts, each attempt proved futile. The young woman who carried Silver's essence was skillfully hidden by the moon goddess. Protected by ancient spells and mystical guardians, she remained an enigma to Salazan. Her steps were invisible, her footprints erased by the shadows that surrounded her. It was as if fate was intertwined with her, but she remained untouched by Salazan's cruel hands.