Slime Silver Novels & Stories

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“Please what’s the difference between a taint and a sliver?” “A taint is a residual imprint left by a vampire's presence, and is often used for tracking purposes. A sliver, on the other hand, is a physical fragment of a vampire's essence, capable of amplifying their powers or serving as a conduit for communication.” Caitlin answered, empathetic toward the man whose dreams might never remain the same.

Devon straightened beside me. Silver is extremely harmful for werewolves, especially if injected into their bloodstream, it burns the blood vessels and causes a meltdown of internal organs. The brain stops functioning and renders the wolf incapable to breathe, arteries collapse and the heart shrinks if it survives the burns. Silver is a well known weakness of the wolves and is often used against them. ​It is banned in all the realms except the human realm. "And you're telling me now?" I asked, scowling at the Ulfric.

figures as much the one pack I wanted to forget about at the moment is the first one I have to read about. The Blue Moon Pack Not much in known about the blue moon pack. It's history is mostly kept within their own records but what is known is most from the blue moon pack have amazing fighting abilities, it is unknown if it's due to majic or training but all the warriors who have been recoreded have been of great gifts. They do have a history of having element based majic running in the blood of the old alphas. They used to follow many of the old ways and rumors say they still follow some of them. Tattoos are often decortating the skin of higher level members of the pack, though even their s

, Rose slightly pinched my cheeks. "Thank you", I said. We continued to chat. After a while, April and Rain joined us. "Wow, girls", Aston said coming towards us. Aston Silver, alpha of the Silver pack. The silver pack was a sister pack of Grey Lake. During my grandfather's time, our pack grew rapidly and the human town near our pack grew into our borders. My grandfather's brother Josh Silver took care of the pack which was another side of town. Eventually, people from that side accepted Josh as their Alpha and his descendants continued his position. We're still sharing revenue, strength, school, health services, and many more.

Right now I’m stumped. The nail polish and foundation I had made? Was a special of its kind made completely from Silver…I’m not stupid I had a pretty dark blue made for color so no one would suspect anything but I don’t know if Silver has the same effects on Lycans as it does wolves….if does how will I be able to use it when I’m fighting Archer? Ugh….how did this get so complicated?

"No need shifting. Just enter now. Don't worry; nothing bad will happen to you." I nodded, and then I quickly followed her words. Soon as I stepped into the barrier, a silver smoke shrouded me, giving me a pleasant feeling. I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment, and soon as I opened it, the reflection of myself reflected in the silver surface of the barrier. My hair changed color to a silver color; my eyes gained a silver color. My skin has become paler, but it has also been made translucent by my silver eyes. "Wow!" Rana's mouth dropped open as if she was surprised herself with all this beauty.

Nancy was going over a few beast-type magical creatures, discussing their rankings and abilities. "Slime, class-pawn creatures, rank at the bottom of the food chain. Slimes can stretch their body to unbelievable shapes, sizes, and have different abilities depending on the color. For example, Green Slime can excrete acid. Blue Slimes are water-based while Red Slimes are fire-based." Ms. Nancy had them open their books; on the page to the left was the picture of the different colored slimes, with information written on the bottom.

Those impossible silver flames licking beneath my skin. I hated that he’d noticed. Worse—I hated that he hadn’t looked away first. A chime sounded. The Alpha Council stepped onto the raised dais. Every conversation died instantly. Elder Myrien approached the podium with a tablet in one hand and a weathered scroll in the other—the scroll drawing whispers from older wolves. No one touched those unless it was serious. “Tonight,” Myrien said, voice amplified through hidden speakers, “we reopen the Prophecy of the Silver Veil.”

Even if she has fallen from her throne, she should still be able to rise again right? The fleet of shops beside the swimsuit shop sold sea equipment too, snorkeling equipment, kayaks, lifejackets, oxygen masks, etc., and all their windows were specially used for the display of goods. So Carla’s effort to see her figure through the glass plane was one in futility.