Susan Jean Silver Novels & Stories

In a moment of sheer audacity, I pulled the journal out and opened it on my lap. ​ "What is the Silver Shard?" I asked, looking up at his reflection in the rearview mirror. ​ Kael’s lips barely moved. "A question better saved for the journey. It’s an artifact your ancestors stole to neutralize the Silver Moon’s lineage. We are simply taking it back." ​ "And why am I the 'unblooded female'?" ​ "Because your mother, in her cleverness, used the ritual to hide the Shard inside the one person no Alpha would ever touch: the wolf-less failure. The Shard is housed within your unshifted essence, making you magically invisible to every wolf in the continent—save for one."

"She smells of old ink and terror. Tell me, little Scribe, can you see the way we all die just by touching our wine glasses? Or is your gift as limited as your lifespan?" I felt a surge of cold anger. These weren't just mobsters; they were nightmares in silk ties. I reached out and picked up my silver fork, feeling the history of the metal—the hands that had polished it, the mouths it had fed, the secrets whispered over it. "I see enough," I said, my voice projecting with a strength I didn't know I had. I looked Ligeia straight in her iridescent eyes. "I see that this silver was mined from a grave. And I see that the woman sitting across from me is deathly afraid of the dark. Is that why you

Daniel POV "I swear to God, Daniel, I saw Zyra. She came out of a car and attacked me," Silver said. "I don't think you know what you're saying," I told her. "Zyra should have been gone by now. If she wasn't, why hasn't she come back to me?" Silver's face tightened. "I just told you I saw her and that's the best you can say? You think I'm stupid? You think I'm seeing things?" She pointed to her neck. "Look, my neck is empty.

“And yet, it does.” Sira’s fingers tightened around her staff. The crystals embedded in it flickered once more, but this time the light that bloomed within them was not blue it was silver. She dropped her gaze to her hand, horror flickering across her face. The Citadel’s pulse was now moving through her.

Her arms were crossed over a silk blue gown, her expression was stone cold as her eyes were fixed on Connor, as though she could slice him with them. Megan stood quickly. “Mum…” “I asked you to stay out of trouble,” Silver said, stepping forward. “I didn’t expect to find it here.” Connor leaned back on her desk, one leg crossed over the other. “Its always a pleasure, Silver.” She ignored him. “Megan, step outside.” “No,” Megan said before she could stop herself. “We were just talking.” Silver turned to her, voice dangerously calm. “He is not family. Or a friend.”

Justin hadn't seen her in three years due to the attempt on his life that had made him disappear for a few years. When he left, she was single; now she was married to a fine young man and already had a son. Silver had always had a crush on Justin; a lot of persons believed they would end up together eventually, but what they didn't know was that even though Silver made her love for Justin known and was very vocal about it, Justin didn't share mutual feelings with her. He only saw her as a friend and a sister; nothing romantic ever happened between them or would ever happen as far as Justin was concerned.

He explained, "My dad calls Silver Needle 'the elegant tea.' He only serves it when his closest friends come over." Alex nodded. "I can vouch for that. Miranda, did you actually study this? You seem to know a lot." She glanced subtly at Susan, who had remained silent the whole time. "Not really. I just read a few books on the subject and took some certification exams." "What? You even got a certificate?" Alex and Yale couldn't believe she still insisted she wasn't an expert. Just then, Susan chuckled. "That's right. I've seen it myself." "What? Mom, when did that happen?" Yale asked.

"No way! She's that good?" "Whoa! Are you serious? She's a genius!" "Oh my goodness!" Curious, Shawn and Rosie followed the crowd, while Xavier and I trailed after them. When we got there, the screen was playing clips of my academic achievements from middle school. "No way! Stella took college entrance exams in eighth grade and placed second in the entire state!" "Only one point behind the top scorer! Do you know how incredible that is?" Shawn and Rosie stood frozen, staring at the screen in shock.

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?

blue moon pack. “That’s about your moms Clarissa, what about you what do you like?” Scarlet asked finally moving to the floor with us as Clarissa finished my hair and moved to start on my makeup. “Well, I was a A plus student in most subjects in school but math I struggled a little, I love Selena and tons of other music artist, my favorite color is blue and my absolute favorite food is pizza. I taught myself how to do makeup love doing mine and others makeup as a hobby. As you both know I am Wayne’s Beta, we are unsure how I am a beta due to my adoption and at first his father fought it as we have other betas on pack land but we developed a friendship and he argued to keep me as his beta. I