Through Silver In Blood Novels & Stories

Together, we drew silver daggers from the ceremonial tray. Without breaking eye contact, we sliced our palms open and pressed our hands together, intertwining our fingers as our blood mixed. "By the power of the Moon Goddess and the strength of our blood," Reid’s deep voice echoed across the quiet hall, "we bind our territories and lineages into one. We create the Silver Blood Pack." "We swear to protect our people, to defend our borders, and to stand as one against any enemy that seeks to destroy us," I spoke, keeping my voice clear and steady.

The man cried out in agony as he uses his left hand to clutch on his wound to try to stop his blood from gushing out but what he felt is a rough charred black skin and muscle of his. His wound had been cut and burned to stop his blood from flowing out at the same time because Silver doesn’t want this low-life blood to spill on the floor that had been graced by her lord. “Silver fed him the pill.” As Zhu Wushang command, Silver picked up a pill on a small plate in front of the one-arm cultivator and fed it to him. Silver forced that cultivator to sat down by pushing down his shoulder. “Answer me. Are you a spy? Or have any ill intention against me?” Asked Zhu Wushang as he waits for the answe

I eat absolutely everything in front of me and then sit up straight to let the food settle in my tummy. “So, I ran all your tests and there is a few things I would like to discuss with you before the Alpha King comes to talk to you” I just nod yes “So there is a significant amount of wolfsbane, silver and mistletoe to name a few in your blood stream. Do you know how it got there? And how are you still alive?” She asked with a curious look on her face.

Three years after losing my wolf, I learned that my mate, Alpha Kael, had been poisoning me with Silver Dust to suppress my awakening. All because the one he truly loved was my adopted sister, Selene. I was standing outside his office, clutching a file, my knuckles hovering just inches from the door when I heard his voice. "Have Clara’s blood reports come in yet?" "They have, Alpha. The level of Silver Dust in her system is dangerously high." Silver Dust?

His tone was neither deferential nor commanding just solemn. Ryker nodded, wordless. They moved deeper into the clearing, where the scent of moss and cold earth seemed thicker, pregnant with revelation. Droco looked at Trixie. “I found your trail where the forest thins. Lost. Banished.” Trixie’s breath caught barely a whisper of wind. “You are Alpha-blood,” Droco continued. “Blood that once ruled this entire ridge.” Droco faced Ryker. “She was forced out.” The forest’s hush deepened as Trixie’s world opened and collapsed in the same breath.

Her fingers graced my skin and I hissed. She flinched. "Should I stop?" I shook my head, "no. Keep going." Her fingers touched my skin, tracing the jagged scar. She didn't even have to ask about this one. I offered up the information willingly. "A human... A wolf Hunter tried to kill me with a silver stake driven into my heart. Silver is the only lethal thing that can cause us real damage to us. He sprinkled the stake in silver powder and stabbed me with it, so that even when they got the stake out, they'll steal have hell extracting all the silver from my blood, body and tissues."

She cries out, body contorting, the light around her squeezing tighter, like it means to wring the life from her bones. Inside me, my wolf thrashes against my ribs, panic and rage burning together. Fix it. The demand pulses through my blood, primal and fierce. “I’m trying,” I rasp, lungs raw, reaching for the silver. It flickers in the air, lurid and alive, surging forward—only to freeze, trembling midair. It doesn’t wait for my command. It waits for something deeper, something older. Judgment.

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.

It was like I was looking at it from a microscope with a magnification of about x100. I followed it down and I saw the silver-ish colour she was talking about. “That silver is the reason why both werewolves and vampires find our blood bitter and poisonous. They hate us because we can give them both headaches and death even without needing to. Now, leave the blood and follow the silver. That's your mana circulating and I will say that for you, that's a good amount. Almost as if you had been cultivating,” she said and I jolted. "You have?" She asked after she felt my jolt.

He stood on top of the largest building of the city, he watched as he saw lots of blood being split on the floor. "You will pay for what you did!" Silver shouted as he change his form into that of a psychic vampire. He had a silvery-white hair, and a pair of blue wings that can be extracted and concealed within him. He was wearing a blue robe and by his right hand, he held a sword. The Dragon Sword. He went through the gate of the city and slayed those standing by the gate. "Come on out you scumbags, You have just tampered with another person's property and you shall all be punished by me!!"