Silver Werewolf Novels & Stories

That’s the time they noticed that an accident happened from the other team. Meanwhile, Titania felt like she was losing her strength and her vision became blurry. Silver served as a poison against a werewolf just like her. Once it penetrated their body and mixed with their blood, then it would be fatal for them. It was said that a werewolf was stuffed with sulfur. If silver and sulfur were put together it would form silver sulfide. If this silver traveled through the bloodstream of the werewolf, it could block off blood vessels and activate poisoning cells. It could definitely kill a werewolf.

Damian stood there, his eyes wide with shock. "What the hell are you?" he breathed. I looked at him, and I knew my eyes were blazing silver, I knew I looked like something otherworldly. Something powerful. Something dangerous. "I'm done being weak," I said, and my voice carried a double tone, mine and my wolf's combined. "I'm done being used. And I'm done running." The silver light pulsed through my veins like lightning, like moonlight made solid. "They want a war?" I smiled, and it wasn't a kind smile. "Then let's give them one.”

"All of it. What is the Silver Shard, and what is the 'pure, cold light' needed for the Claiming?" ​ Kael set his knife down, his silver eyes fixed on the fire. He looked tired, the façade of the ruthless Alpha momentarily lowered. ​ "The Silver Moon Pack was founded by an Alpha who mated a rare, silver-coated wolf, but she was a powerful elemental witch. She foresaw a magical plague that would wipe out the entire Northern Wolf territory. She couldn't stop the plague itself, but she created an artifact—a magical ward, powered by her bloodline's unique, unshifted essence. That ward is the Silver Shard."

These weren’t rogues; their movements were too disciplined, their auras too strong, radiating the authority of pack wolves. “Damn it,” Silvia cursed under her breath as they surrounded us, at least ten of them, maybe more lurking out of sight. From the corner of my eye, I saw our girls forming a tight line, their bodies tense, waiting for Silvia’s command. One of the wolves shifted into human form, and my stomach dropped. I recognized him instantly—a warrior from Silver Fang, though I didn’t know his name. His grin was smug, his voice dripping with arrogance as he spoke. “We don’t want to kill you all,” he said, his eyes locked on me. “We want Ashley. Hand yourself over, and we’ll let your r

He suddenly threw an arm around my shoulder as we sat on the bench, flashing a confident grin. "Hahaha, speaking of your security, you've got nothing to worry about because I can protect you from anyone stupid enough to threaten your life." "I am the strongest werewolf in the Brass family. Correction—believe it or not, you are sitting right next to the strongest werewolf in the entire Lycan clan," Cyrus bragged.

And she hadn't just shifted in front of the whole region, she had hypnotized the crowd, even the most powerful being, like the sage, had been hypnotized by her wolf. A Silver Wolf! I had never seen a silver wolf before. When I was young, my father told us that silver wolves were even rarer than white wolves. According to him, they were wolves of prophecy, considered harbingers of chaos and upheaval, so why did the sage and every other person come into her spell? Why did everyone bow to her? I stood up from the floor, holding my wrist which had been burned by her witchcraft, or whatever she was. I was still shaken up and the wound from the burn had begun to close up, but not as fast as I woul

“/He, uh. Collects antiques. He’s got a couple of vampire killing kits./” “/Silver bullets for vampires?/” Reese sounds puzzled. “/That wouldn’t work!/” “/They’d work on werewolves though, right?/” “/Is a silver inlay inscription enough?/” Sarah asks “/It would be better than nothing?/” The effect of silver varies depending on the werewolf. A few are so sensitive to it that it can send them into an allergic shock. Mostly, it’ll just make them itch unless it goes through the skin, but if it does then the wound will heal more slowly, depending on how much silver is involved. Silver in the eyes will blind a werewolf, until it heals, which can take days.

I went towards the drawer, took the pouch of silver powder from it, and applied it all over my body. Vampires and werewolves both have the same weakness, and that is silver; when they touch silver, their skin burns. I am a human but putting silver on my body irritates my skin {maybe because I have werewolf blood}. Right now, I am glad that I am a human. I took the sword and looked at Beth, who was observing my actions very carefully.

The servants carried the injured Aurora back into the mansion while Jasmine was carried straight to somewhere safe awaiting the arrival of the alpha. Her head was creased together. The pain was unbearable. It's as if her skin is being eaten up by something acidic. It's indeed like an acid. That's how silver is to a werewolf. It eats up wherever it touches. It would be difficult to heal quickly if there's still a residual of silver in the place it touches. Aurora was sweating profusely as she bit hard on her lips to the point of bleeding. She regretted going out this morning. She only wanted to see her family. She missed them so much. She wondered how things suddenly turned upside down in jus

I looked up at Elaina in confusion. “Silver?” I asked. Werewolves struggled with silver. We could manage light touch for short time but it was uncomfortable and would leave a painful burn if we had too much contact. It was said that it suppressed the wolf's side of you. Basically make you human. Not that I would know. I had never even thought to touch it. Elaina glanced at Jeremy before shaking her head. “No dear, it’s white gold,” she said, and I shrugged and then smiled. “Thank you Elaina, it’s beautiful,” I said.