Silver Snow Anime Novels & Stories

The wolf looks up to me with the most gorgeous silver eyes. It blinks at me before answering. “My name is Snow.” She says in my head. I nod at it looking around at everyone else and see the shocked looks on their faces. “It’s nice to meet you Snow. Can you tell me what is happening?” I asked her.

Silver The tension in the room was suffocating. I didn’t even know when Henry stepped between me and his father, his body serving as a wall. I could see the muscles in his neck straining, could see the way his hands were clenched into fists. He was holding himself back. Barely. "Father," Henry said, his voice sharp and cold. "This is Silver. She's the girl who was in the crash with me." Mr. Williams barely acknowledged me. His eyes flickered in my direction for the briefest moment, cold and dismissive, like I was nothing more than an inconvenience. A mosquito buzzing around his head. Then he turned back to Henry.

"Don't talk. Just hold on. The snow's about to stop." However, Janet seemed to see nothing. Confused, she whispered in my ear. "Don't tell him I'm still dumb and a failure. I've been everywhere, but I still can't forget him." Tears and blood streaked Janet's face. "If you get better, I won't tell him how much of a failure you are!" She hugged my neck, her voice barely a whisper. "He made those clay dolls for me—one for him and one for me. We'd never be apart."

The hand around my ankle pulled hard, dragging me off my chair and onto the cold obsidian floor. "Dante!" I shrieked again, my fingers clawing at the smooth stone. A roar of pure, unadulterated shadow-power shook the foundations of the house. A flash of violet lightning erupted from the head of the table. In the strobe-like glare, I saw him. Dante wasn't just a man anymore. He was a silhouette of jagged energy, his silver eyes glowing like twin moons.

Three. In an attempt to stop the King's black wolf and keep him away from me, Icarus's silver wolf snapped at it. Icarus resisted the King's attacks, which included thrashing, growling, and whipping his enormous body. "Your Majesty," Icarus hissed, his words jumbled around his mouthful of fur as his jaws latched around the King's scruff, holding him in place. "Please. You have to stop. She's... she's not. The King flailed more violently. A loud, resonant roar that vibrated through the floor and up into my bones flowed through his chest.

Infuriated, the Queen lunged forward to strike her, but Snow White swung back, her palm connecting with the Queen’s cheek with a sharp slap! "You! I will kill you with my own hands!" The Queen’s eyes blazed. She saw Snow White blowing frantically into the leaf whistle, but no sound came out. The Queen let out a mocking laugh. "A silent whistle? Do you honestly think those seven idiot Titans are coming to save you? You’re delusional!" "Who said it was silent? The frequency of that whistle is something only a Titan can hear from miles away," a deep, gravelly voice thundered.

"I'm here to teach you to survive what's coming. Whether you keep your humanity or not... that's your choice to make." "Then teach me," Wendy said. "But don't try to make my choices for me." The marks on her skin pulsed brighter, and for a moment, her eyes flashed pure silver before returning to their normal hazel. Aria and Byrde exchanged a look over her head - worry mixed with something else. Fear, perhaps. Or recognition. "Very well," Aria said. "We'll do this your way. But remember - the silver power has its own will. And it's patient. It waited a hundred years for me to stop fighting it. It can wait for you too."