Silver X Blaze Novels & Stories

Only pretending to win. And Elara—so quiet, so perfectly trained—would suffer either way. His jaw tightened. He stared at the crack in the floor just beneath his boot. The stone there was split slightly, as if something long ago had pressed too hard. Fault lines. That’s what she was. A walking, breathing fault line in his carefully controlled world. One tremor away from shattering everything. He could already feel it. That strange pressure in his chest. It wasn’t affection. It wasn’t desire. It was something colder. Something sharper.

“How can I ever thank…Sylvanius, what is this?” The water dragon had shifted its gaze right to Seraphina and was glaring down at her. “I do believe that I said I swore an oath,” Silver said, lifting Amy into his arms. “You will not hurt the woman I swore an oath to.” Seraphina’s face twisted in rage and in a plot second, vanished, replaced with an eerie smile. “You seem to think I cannot kill you.” Silver glanced at Seraphina and then snorted. She flew into a rage and shot a ball of fire towards him. It landed on his body and vanished up in smoke.

"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."

And Jolene’s whole body dissolved in the molten lava of her release. “Fuck, yes,” Silver growled, and let himself finally take his own pleasure. He pushed deep – as deep as he could go – and then held himself there. His large body strained, tensed… and he rode the undulating, pulsing waves, just let them wash over him, crash over him, over and over, before slowly relaxing.

As a solution—like I’m the answer to a question nobody wanted to ask. And answers always come with a price. I’m standing at the edge of the southern clearing—the place where the circle held Violet. The grass grew back in spirals, like it remembers the old ritual, curling around the spot where it tried to burn itself into the earth. No scar, though. That’s what rattles everyone. Lydia’s magic didn’t leave a wound. I took it. Pulled it into myself. The silver under my skin’s quieter now, but heavier. Like metal that cooled too quickly but still remembers being on fire.

Maya spoke softly, gazing at Silver with trusting green eyes. It hurts Silver to do it, but she shook her head and crushed Maya’s hope. "No, Maya. There's no misunderstanding. I am here to claim what's mine.” “What's yours?! You must be out of your mind. Get out before we call the cops!” Malia spoke again, and Silver realized she was going to be an enemy. She couldn't blame her. Working up a bored tone, Silver rolled her eyes before she spoke. "Relax, I'm not here for him if that's what you're scared of."

“I grew too close to you. I wanted you outside of work. I wanted to pretend I was yours every single time we were together but I knew I could never have you. I knew I was just a sex toy to you. You paid me solely for sex and I could never have anything more from you.” His face quickly turned toward me. “Why could you never have more with me?” Pushed down the lump at the reminder of what I couldn’t have. My fingers raised and gently touched the bare portion of his firm chest that was exposed. “Because you’re a fireman, and I’m nothing but a prostitute.” “No,” he said as he caught my fingers and raised them to his lips to kiss. “I’m Alaric , and you’re Stella.” My heart shattered into a millio

burning you? He looks at me shocked and then to Jess’s wolf who looks just as surprised. Lily looks over to me and I am shocked at his next words. “You mean Alpha didn’t tell you already? Members of the SilverFang pack...we are immune to silver.”

"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."