Super Sonic Silver And Shadow Novels & Stories

Revenge for what? I was about to ask, but Leo tapped my shoulder and held his phone up. “The doctor is on the phone for you,” he told me. I glared at Shirley who only chuckled; a growl escaped my throat as I grabbed the phone from Leo. “What is it?” I asked, turning away from them. “The results came back; Silver was given Moonshine. It’s used to block memories and powers,” Dr. Scott explained. “Can it be reversed?” “Your sister seems to think so. She’s currently working on getting Silver’s memories restored as we speak. She’s very confident. She’s making some kind of potion. Apparently, she had most of the ingredients already. I’ll keep you posted on if it works or not.”

The smallest creatures hid underground. I felt their pain through the silver mark on my palm. “This is how it begins,” I whispered. Wesley looked at me. “What do we do?” For once, I could not simply destroy the enemy. The shadow was not using weapons. It was whispering into hearts, convincing every creature that the others were threats. I raised the Crown of Luna. Silver light spread across the world, weakening the whispers. The creatures looked at one another, confused by the fear that had filled them.

I shot back. His eyes narrowed. “You said you didn’t do it.” The words hung in the air. My expression flickered, just for a second. He saw it. I know he did. “What was that? What didn’t you do?” I remained silent. Not because I didn’t have an answer. But because it wasn’t his to hear. He circled the bed slowly, like a hunter before devouring its prey. “Solitary affects everyone. Some break loudly. Some quietly. But they all break eventually.”

The Schatten can turn into shadows and travel through walls and objects, unless they are bound with silver chains. The Schatten are allowed to turn only one human in their long lifetime and they wait until they find their soulmate, when the turning is initiated with loves first kiss. They also can manipulate the minds of humans by casting into our thoughts and changing our memories. Fortunately, they find living among humans to be too tedious for they can hear our every thought. They can't read each other unless they are investigating a crime when they can use spells to probe into the mind of another but the Schatten can cast words to each other instead of speaking out loud.

As it turned out, Willow was just a shield for Sierra, taking the brunt of Roy’s mother’s rage if any, and the thought of it made Willow chuckle silently. After seeing his mother off, Roy returned to the venue and headed straight to Sierra. Sierra wore a bluish dress, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders. She looked timid, her eyes darting around curiously. Roy stared at her, his emotions hiding behind his eyes. Sierra bumped into a passing server with a tray in hand. As the tray tipped over, Roy snatched her waist and pulled her to safety. The smashed and shattered wine glasses caught everybody’s attention.

If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black. The feeling of the pendant against her skin was both grounding and empowering. The cool touch of the silver filigree and the smooth surface of the gemstone provided a tactile reminder of her connection to her heritage and the protection it offered. The runes and symbols etched into the silver felt cool against her skin, their presence reassuring her that she was protected and that her powers were being kept in check.

Tears began to pour from my eyes, blurring the world as colors shifted and shadows receded. "Hush, Little One." Silver’s voice wrapped around my consciousness with a brush of soft fur. Fur that soothed the terror and dulled the pain. "I have you." Perception shifted until it looked like I was viewing the world from a distance. I tried to move, but my body wouldn’t obey my commands. "You just rest. All will be well." Little by little, my body fought back the change. No. Silver fought back the change. She kept us human. She kept the others safe.

Silver Dust? My hand froze in mid-air. "Good. Keep giving her the injections. Double the dose. She can't get her wolf back, not until Selene completes the succession and claims her birthright as Alpha of the Red Fang pack." That was Kael's voice. My mate. My Alpha. "But Alpha, prolonged exposure to Silver Dust will shatter her wolf's soul…" "I said, keep injecting her! She thinks it’s Lunar Essence to help her recover. She’ll never suspect a thing."

He offered one to Xalara, then dipped his own into the liquid shadow, which now swirled with faint traces of silver. Together, they signed the contract, their signatures appearing in silver that gradually deepened to shadow-infused black as the magical binding took effect. The document itself absorbed the ritual's energy, faint silver lines extending from their signatures to connect various clauses and terms, creating visible representation of the magical framework now established between them. "It is done," Elaric announced, his tone carrying formal finality. "By shadow and silver, by contract and consent, our union is established." "By shadow and silver, by contract and consent," Xalara ec

Just settled into himself, like he’d decided the exact amount of space he would occupy, and that was final. His eyes were silver. They moved across the room in a sweep that didn’t look like a sweep. They didn’t stop on me. I turned back to the front. The High Elder called the ceremony to order. The lights dropped except for the column of moonlight through the open ceiling—Blood Moon light, redder than ordinary and thick in a way that made the air feel different. Heavier. Like it was waiting. It moved slowly at first. I watched it find a pair across the room, a Delta male and a north-pack female, both going rigid before the gold thread pulled taut between them. The crowd made a soft sound. Th