Stříbrná Skalice Novels & Stories

But before I can even think of a way to distract them so I can leave, I catch something on the mantelpiece above the fireplace. There’s a sparkle of silver on there. I walk over and see that there is a thin intricate knife lying there, still speckled with dried blood. I put a finger on it and I can feel the skin on my fingertip sizzling a little, which means that this not just ordinary silver. It’s the cured kind, the one that is deadly to all the supernatural creatures, even Vampires.

Before he could speak, his wife beat him to it and said, “Wesley, five of your blood bird’s nests cost around a million. How can this sack of grass compare to them? Likening both would only insult you and Golden Scale Corporation.” To Ryna, Golden Scale Corporation was the best of the best—the ticket for her to get into the upper circle. The blood bird’s nest that the company produced was not just a supplemental herb but also a symbol of status and power. She then grabbed the sack and indifferently said, “Lock, I think we should throw these away. “They smell good but I don’t think they work. They look just like grass. Who knows what he had in there? Like some fragrance or preservative. It mi

A red silk cloth has been spread out across the length of the stone slab with candles placed at each of the four corners. A beautiful chalice made of gold is situated in the center of the altar, the rim engraved with a pentragram surrounded by half moons that are positioned on each side. The stem of the chalice wraps around upwards like a snake with raised skin much like scales littered across it in the color black. The contrast between black and gold was breathtaking to look at, with the snake having gold flecks mixed in with the black scales on its body. The mouth of the snake opens up and looks to be biting the cup part of the chalice.

She nodded. “You are right! We are in the wrong place, silly me.” She said and grabbed Clarissa by the arm. Arcadia dragged her down the street to the leatherworker. “Listen, sweetie, with all the moving around you will be doing, I would really recommend some hydra scale. It is nearly impenetrable and fits so perfectly against the skin that you don't even know you are wearing it.” “Hydra scale?” Clarissa gasped. How would her town get such an exotic luxury?

He already knew that the first to third-grade weapons were low-ranking, the fourth to sixth-grade weapons were middle-ranking, and seventh to ninth-grade weapons were high-ranking. James let him choose a low-ranking weapon, so he could only pick one from first to third grade. There were many sharp weapons to choose from, but Caspian already targeted picking a third-grade spear. The spear was named Silver Scales. Just like its name, the spear's surface appeared as if it was coated with silver. At the same time, it seemed as if it was covered in a thin layer of scales. The most baffling thing about the scales was if you looked straight at the blade of the Silver Scales, it would just appear to

he said, the mystery of it heavy in his voice. Emil’s expression shifted immediately as he focused on the object in Marlon’s hand. It was hard not to notice the scales, large and gleaming, as they seemed to shift in the light, almost alive. They were unlike anything Emil had ever seen before—an intricate blend of green and sky blue, both vibrant and metallic in their sheen. They had an otherworldly quality to them, something that didn’t belong to the mundane world of fishing nets and saltwater. As he reached out to take a closer look, Emil’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion. His fingers brushed over the smooth, hard surface, and he felt a chill run down his spine. The scales looked so

Please. *Answer me.* The Scorchmark *cracked.* Not breaking. *Opening.* A seam appeared in the black glass. Widening. And from within— *Light.* Not silver. Not red. *Both.* Intertwined. Spiraling. *Beautiful.* The light surged upward. Coalesced. And when it faded— A blade remained. Hovering above the crack. Waiting. It was *magnificent.* The metal was dark—almost black—but traced with veins of silver and crimson that pulsed like a heartbeat.

There were rows of spears made of white wood, shields that looked like they were carved from pearls, and at the center, resting on a pedestal of black glass, was a suit of armor. It wasn't heavy or clunky like the armor Rowan wore. It was thin and flexible, made of thousands of tiny silver scales that shimmered like fish skin. Next to it sat a long, curved sword with a blade so clear it looked like it was made of frozen moonlight. "It’s beautiful," Lyra breathed. She reached out and touched the silver scales. They felt warm, almost like they were breathing. "It is yours," Hestia said. "It was forged for the last Silver Queen. It doesn't just protect the body; it focuses the power. When you w

It was a handheld mirror, with gold coating on it's handle and rim. "This here, is called a Scrying Mirror." Kaylus marveled at the object. "Those goosebumps you felt are an indication that you have a strong spiritual power, as well as magic. When you're a magician, sensing magic should be easy and natural like breathing," his Master explained. "Descrying objects do come in different forms though, but I liked this mirror. It comes in handy." Chuckling, his Master patted his head as Kaylus watched in awe, his mouth still agape as he observed the mirror in front of him. It looked like an ordinary hand mirror, and it doesn't show anything but his reflection.

It has color! Skylar’s heart jolted—a flicker of pure, unadulterated excitement. She focused her Metaphysical Eye deeper, analyzing the jade’s clarity, luster, and color saturation. Her preliminary analysis was stunning: this was old-pit, glass-type jadeite, possessing incredible clarity and quality, second only to the legendary Imperial Green. She had snatched an incredibly rare and expensive treasure. Her eyes, usually cold and detached, shone with a fierce, ambitious fire. She glanced around the miserable upper bunk, the filth of the Vance family suddenly feeling inconsequential. She needed to liquidate this asset immediately.