Slime Silver Novels & Stories

“Your father believes it was rogues. I believe it was something else.” I stood up. My legs were stiff from sitting so long. “What do you mean?” “Did you see the silver light, boy?” “Everyone saw it.” The memory hurt. Sera kneeling there, her power pouring out of her like a broken dam. Her eyes had been pure silver. Not the primal wolf-gold she used to have, not human. Something ancient, terrifying, and beautiful. Too weak. I had called her too weak. The Moon Goddess must be laughing.

Two days before the ceremony, Karl returned home. He acted as if Natalie had never appeared, as if our confrontation had been a dream. "Stop looking at your phone and try on the ceremonial pendant," he said, holding out an engraved silver pendant meant to be worn during our mating run. I opened the box, glanced at it briefly, then closed it without removing the necklace. "If it's suitable, take it." Karl frowned at my dismissive attitude. "There's nothing between Natalie and me. Can you stop being so hostile toward a young Omega who's lost everything?"

“It is. But we need rest. And if the prophecy’s correct, Silverlight might hold something we can use.” Aria sighed. “Then let’s move.” --- Silverlight Sanctuary The village of Silverlight sat in a shallow valley surrounded by shimmering trees—birches with silver-white bark and leaves that sparkled as though dusted with frost. The people here didn’t bow or offer deference when the group arrived; instead, they watched with quiet curiosity, their expressions wary but not hostile. “We don’t get many travelers this deep into Silverlight,” an older woman said as she stepped forward. Her eyes were pale violet, and her hair fell like moonlight down her back.

Many other people helped out as well, and never once did they complain about it. All I could hear right now were snarls, bodies crashing against each other, and howls of pain. The stench of blood turned my stomach, but I ignored it for what was improtant. Every enemy that lunged at Thea met the same permanent end. Luckily for us I could utilize the gifts that came with being a silver wolf while she physically fought. In a combat scenario, we could produce a silver light the burned werewolves due to the silver particles in it. Likewise, we could also produce a mist out of it. However, we had to exert great caution with it though because it’d affect anyone that it touched, regardless of whose

Seele stones ringed the ceremonial clearing, their glow soft and steady, humming with approval as if the land itself had decided to bear witness. I stood at the heart of it all, my hands trembling only slightly as I held Archer's. His eyes were on me and mine on him. He was dressed in silver and black, the mark of his lineage woven into his cloak, but stripped of the West's regalia. No crown or chains. Just the Silver Alpha standing before his mate.

The air vibrated with power so ancient it felt older than the world itself. And then, he saw them. Figures cloaked in silver light, their faces indistinct, their eyes burning with knowledge and sorrow. Voices overlapped, weaving into a chant that was both prayer and curse. He couldn’t make out the words at first, only fragments, whispers slipping into his bones. “Blood of fire… born of betrayal…” “The Sundering… a wound unhealed…” Kaelen staggered forward, desperate to understand. “What do you mean? Who am I?!”

Seraphina commanded, her silver irises completely swallowing her eyes. ​The silver moonlight rushed from her palms into the corrupted pillar like a tidal wave of pure winter frost. The black crystals cracked, their dull crimson light sputtering and dying as the celestial magic vaporized the corruption into harmless white steam. The silver wave expanded outward, racing through the stone walls, up the mine shafts, and out into the valley above. ​The remaining corrupted wolves let out a collective, agonizing shriek as the silver light touched their skin. The black fluid in their veins turned to ash, and they collapsed into the mud, their massive, distorted forms melting into harmless gray dust.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> The Silverfen begins where the forest floor softens, the soil giving way to the damp, spongy ground that marks the fens' outer edge. The mist that sits over the Silverfen is not weather. It does not behave like weather. It sits at a fixed height regardless of temperature or wind, knee-level in the shallower areas and waist-level where the ground drops, and it carries a smell that is neither unpleasant nor entirely natural, the smell of very old things that have not fully decided whether they are alive or not. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> The old road cuts through it on raised stone that was laid before Araya's mother's mother was born, the construction so old that the individual s

I nod curtly at his suggestion that we head out, and follow him down the hall, but not without sharing one last gaze with the woman whose stillness I was yet to unravel. All thoughts of warm blue eyes were temporarily pushed to the back of my mind as we headed to the Silvermane border. We had confirmed the accuracy of the rogue attack on our way and it turns out that it wasn’t the first. Just the most alarming. At the border, the Silvermane Protectors, led by Garron’s three daughters were already in position, each wolf manning their posts as their eyes swept across the woods beyond. The twitch in their ears at every stir and rustle of wind and the intensity of their gazes spoke of true disci

Malaki has already shifted but I'm waiting because I'd like to see his wolf first while in human form. It doesn't take long before I see Silver's little face peek around the tree. As soon as I do I feel the smile spread across my face. I can see how scared he is so I sit down on the ground so that I'm not as intimidating. I looked at Malaki and he's already laying on the ground. "Come here beautiful, I'm not going to hurt you." I said then watched Silver slowly come out from behind the tree. As soon as I saw his whole body I could see why his name is silver. His gray fur is so light, it looks silver. It's the perfect name for him!