The Silver Hope Novels & Stories

He remained silent until the moon rose, never uttering a single word in my defense. At that moment, I finally understood—in the game of love, the one who isn't loved is the one who deserves no sympathy. Since the Moon Goddess had granted me a second chance at life, I realized there was no reason to retrace my steps and become a stumbling block in their grand romance. There was no reason to waste another lifetime living a mediocre, unloved existence. No. Never again. I looked at the Luna Certification Agreement in my hands and secretly penned Lilith’s name into the mate column.

The last silver is collecting the final hatchling in his front paws. “NOW!” I say to my soldiers. They drag the second harpoon launcher over the edge of the mountain. The silver turns and screams angrily at us before lifting into the air with the hatchling in his paws. “Hurry!” I yell as he begins flying away. When my soldiers are ready, I give the order. “Kill him!” They aim the harpoon at the silver who is flying quickly to get out of our line of fire. “NOW!” I scream. The harpoon launches, aimed at the silver.

She had to stand there and watch her mother lie motionless just out of reach, her own grief a heavy stone in her throat that she wasn't allowed to swallow. It’s now come down to her and Ashley. The two sisters were the final pillars of the Silver Fang. Silvia was the shield, anchored to the earth by her love for her family and her sheer refusal to let anyone else die. Ashley was the sword, lost in a trance of vengeance and power, closing the distance between herself and the man who had caused so much pain. Silvia looked at her sister, seeing the fire dancing around Ashley's hands, and she knew they were running out of time.

And I was done living like a secret. Done being protected into silence. If the world wanted to hunt the silver fox, it was going to learn something my mother’s bloodline had always known: Silver doesn’t break easily. And foxes? Foxes don’t stay caged.

Hope I wake violently, shooting up in bed and vomiting everything in my system. “There you go. Get it out of your system, Hope,” Luna Grace says. I want to answer her, but I can’t, since I begin vomiting again. I’m mortified that I’m throwing up in front of my Luna and a Guardian. “She still has silver in her body.” That’s Luna Angel. “It’s coming. Qadira is a powerful shifter and thankfully, the bear side of her isn’t susceptible to silver,” Luna Grace says.

He breathes next to my ear. I can smell the hot metal from here. The next minute I feel it searing pain on my skin by my lower back. I wail from the pain and my breath is gone. I see white. He then throws silver powder on my wound to prevent it from closing and healing. I scream louder it burns like hell, he just laughs at me. If it ever heals there will be a scar. I throw up from the pain and my tears are flowing down my face.

It threw me off. The fact that he was a silver blood, I scrutinized his appearance in the photo, there wasn't any resemblance to Hannah or her mother, no distinct silver-colored hair, he just looked like an average werewolf. I had seen his wolf a couple of times but it was just a normal brown color, nothing special. When they found out that he was a silver blood, they took him along with Melissa, but they didn't find anything in him. The gene for a silver blood was there, but it was dormant, it could only be expressed in females, and so they killed him, labeling him as waste.

She did not know where she was going to go but she could not stay with her family leaning against the window pane she let her tears flow again she had never felt so alone, 'Mama? She spun around so fast she almost fainted with shock at the sight of her firstborn, 'Conri?' Her legs buckled and Conri caught her in his arms, he was a grown man now and looked like the male version of her with his pale silver blonde hair and molten silver eyes. He carried her back to the Silver City and when she opened h

I look at Dimitri. “I apologize I did forget to mention silver dragons do transform with clothes on. Everyone is different on what they looks like. There has only been one other time an offspring of a silver dragon was conceived by another magical creature but I don’t know much about those children’s abilities. It does surprise me that Malayah transformed back wearing a similar outfit as Davina. She is a wolf not a dragon. I will look into the history books and see if Hope’s wolf children had this ability as well,” says Dimitri. Good Gabriel has had a chance to speak with him. Keila and I step out of the room to transform and put clothes on. I walk back into the foyer and Davina is hugging M

The ranch was technically Carter's, but he'd given her the space to make it all about kids. Mia had all sorts of amazing ideas for this place. She wanted foster kids to come and learn tools to make their lives better, to give them confidence, and mostly a place to belong. Mountain Hope Ranch in Silver Springs was going to change a lot of kids' lives for the better, Laura knew it in her bones.