Silver X Sebek Novels & Stories

The seer assured. The seer transformed into her human body as a young lady in her middle thirties was revealed, she had a long brown blonde hair that almost touch her b*tt and she was dressed in a red heroic suit. No one would have believed that the Seer had lived for over five hundred years. "Nice cloth you got there." Silver said as he transformed from a silver coloured dragon into a young man. He had a curly black moustache and a small black goatee. His Silvery skin is similar to Vic's own but also different at the same time.

Immediately, I showed the file to Sable. “Alpha Rayan Saxe. Interesting name. What do we know about Silver Valley?” she asked. “I’ve never heard of Silver Valley. Let’s look it up.” I said as I started clicking away at the laptop. After a few minutes, we located some cursory information about Silver Valley. The Alpha there is Rami Saxe. He is the first-born Alpha there. Rayan is the second born, which I already knew. “I don’t see anything that stands out. They support their pack with masonry. They are settled near a quarry. They even have a website where you can order. If he is on the straight and narrow, then maybe we should look into some of his products.” I said.

For months—years—his dreams had been haunted by visions of a silver-haired woman calling his name. Elira tilted her head, watching him as if reading the thought before he finished it. “Our meeting was never meant to be chance, Kaelen Thorne. Your life is not your own—it never has been.” He swallowed hard. “What does that mean?” “It means,” she said, her voice low and steady, “that your blood is older than this village, older than the walls of kings. You are the last of the Thorne line—the bloodline sworn to bind three worlds in balance. And if the wolves found you tonight, then the balance is already unraveling.”

I have to do one, but for now he is having fun, so I will just keep it to myself for a while. Another thing I noticed about Silver is he doesn’t enjoy going home. The beta king quarters is probably the most boring and quiet place to live. I always encourage him to go home and see his family, but anytime I say that, he ignores me. I appreciate him for seeing Archie and being an amazing father to him and Dean, but he also has a pup. I don’t even know if the pup is male and female or even the name. I don’t even know what they look like. Silver doesn’t talk about his pup or mate and I feel it is weird and I also feel guilty. Each time he comes here, we all sleep, cuddling up together and if I le

The warmth of the flames seemed to beckon the past forth, and I began. "You see, Silver's history is a tapestry woven with tragedy and perseverance, a tale that echoes through the ages of our kind." I narrated the tale even as I looked for clues that could help me find Lilac, my mate. "Long ago, Silver's family belonged to a pack steeped in tradition, where the howls of the wolves harmonized with the whispers of the trees. They were devout worshippers of the Moon Goddess, their lives entwined with the celestial dance of night and sky. And at the heart of it all was Silver, half wolf, half witch. Born from an Alpha father and a witch mother; a beacon of devotion and purity, entrusted as the p

The wood was familiar, like a continuation of their shared story, and when he opened the box it gleamed—silver and delicate. Trixie’s breath caught. Inside lay a ring: a slender band of rose gold, engraved inside with the words “Luna, forever”. Centered in a pale moonstone that shifted colors in the light, it glowed like hope. He knelt. The wood of the floor was cool under his knees, rough grain pressing through his jeans. He lifted the ring gently and looked at her softer than she’d ever seen him, rawer and more certain.

A warrior was carved on the lid of the eight decorated with sapphire jewels. “I guess these are the followers of Sekhmet,” Henry said. “These guys were buried in luxury,” Walter said with a whistle. “Even the walls are made of gold.” “This is impossible,” Jack said. “A place like this can’t exist. Where is the water coming from? There’s no way it could get in.”

The last guardian. And as I sat in that cell, silver light beginning to glow from my skin as my determination burned away the wolfsbane's effects, I made a decision. I was done being the victim. Done being the prize to be won or the threat to be contained. I was the Silver Luna. Mate to the Alpha King. And it was time I started acting like it. Kieran wanted the Moonstone? Fine. I'd lead him right to it. And then I'd make sure he never left that temple alive.

Jack uses his Alpha voice with her. "I am Sienna Mendetta, but everyone calls me Silver." Silver introduces herself. Sienna? I never knew that was her real name. I knew Silver was just a nickname, I never asked what her real name is. "Why does everyone call you Silver, Sienna?" He questions her more. "My hair. It's a birth defect in my family, all girls are born with silver hair." Jack nods. I walk over to Silver, "It was amazing seeing you again. I'll visit you soon." I state. "I bet you will." Silver laughs. I smile at her and mouth 'thank you'. She mouthes 'you're welcome' back.

“But again, Silver wolves are very rare and legends say they were created from Selene’s tears. She was pure and every fiber of her being was so magical that when she cried, those tears gave birth to rare silver wolves who are then said to be the ones to drive her gilded silver chariot across the moon... Of course, that’s just legend. But Silver wolves are always female, you won’t find a male wolf who is silver because they are a part of Selene herself. Another thing is that Silver wolves have very unique eye colors. They are usually not your everyday black or brown or hazel or blue, something very unique.” She shifted and then opened one of the drawers of her desk, fished out an ancient look