Treasure Planet John Silver Novels & Stories

Selina took a deep breath, her mind racing. She tried to keep her voice steady: "Let me out first, then I can give you money." John's smile vanished. He snorted coldly: "You really think I'm that stupid?" Selina narrowed her eyes. "Then what do you want?" "Transfer all your shares in Silverline Industries, Horizon Global, and Bluewave to me." Greed gleamed in John's eyes. "And all the money in your bank accounts. Everything."

And Xavier knew better than to challenge him in front of outsiders. It was a strategy. Stay silent. Stay useful. Play the dutiful heir long enough to earn the right to dismantle the machine from the inside. That had always been the plan. His mother had taught him that—quietly, in whispers and glances, in the brief moments when the men weren’t watching. But today, that plan felt like ash on his tongue. Elara’s silence hadn’t felt like strategy. It had felt like submission so complete, she didn’t even recognize it as submission anymore.

"Come on," Silver said, his voice softening as he turned back to her. "I want to show you something." "We're naked in your bed. What more could you possibly want to show me?" “Let me finish the grand tour. Then we can order food, open a bottle, and recreate the first time we met. But today I’ve got something special.” “What’s that?” Silver grinned and reached into his nightstand, pulling out a small transparent bag filled with icy white powder and a bottle of expensive whiskey. He held them up like prizes.

The silver in me rises, not to fight, not to crush, but to listen. Pressure mounts. I can barely breathe. I plant my feet. I don’t move. The silver holds—not exploding, not flaring. It anchors. The land listens too. Roots settle. Stones steady themselves. The surge folds in on itself, collapsing like a wave that meets solid rock. Lydia staggers, eyes wide. “What did you do?” she spits. “I stood where it breaks,” I say, quiet but firm. Silence. Real, complete silence. The observer woman lets out a slow breath. “So that’s the difference,” she says, almost to herself.

I hurled a warm smile at the couple, which elicited the same gesture from them. "Anytime," Kiro answered. "By the way, you need this." Hailey showed the diamond silver stone on her palm. Its smoothness made it stand out, glistening like a star in the night sky. "Take this in your way." "What's that?" Filomena queried before she quickly took it and carefully looked at the stone. "That's the key to a silver tunnel. But..." "But what?" "Once you leave here, many enemies will sense the stone, and they know perfectly what that is."

I ordered. She nodded and disappeared with some of the gammas who were patrolling the forest. “Can we go home now?” Silver asked, her bottom lip jetting out in a pout. Silver didn’t usually pout like this, but I classified it as her feeling vulnerable and weak after she was kidnapped for the second time. I’m sure she was just tired. I smiled at her, wrapping my arms around her waist, ignoring my wolf who was growing tense. I pressed my lips to hers, allowing my tongue to explore her open mouth. She breathed me in, melting into me and I loved the effect that I had on her.

“The money is fake. Interest is now higher. Two lives are required.” “You idiot!” Raven shouted, tackling Enzo, dragging him away from the pit. The purple oil slithered across the field, snaking toward Sarah and Dante. Cold dread flooded June. She stared at the silver coin in her palm: a heart on one side, a star on the other. It wasn’t just a bill—it was a scale, weighing lives. She grabbed Dante’s hand. “Dante, hold on to me!” she yelled. His fingers shook, but he reached out. When their hands met over the purple oil, the silver coin began to melt. It turned into liquid silver. It slid over their skin, sticking their hands together like glue.

Johnny taunted her. Silver groaned playfully. "Oh god, why am I always stuck with you?." "Aww I hate you too!." Johnny said placing a hand over his heart sarcastically. "How much longer before I kill this guy?." Silver asked me. "Once we get the file!." I said with my signature smirk. Truth be told, I did enjoy their company, Johnny was dead sarcastic and savage all the time with his bad boy attitude while Silver was witty and playful. They'd be a perfect match.

Misha is really asking for it. “Asher Lillian is in the mansion sleeping with Zira beside her. These things are fake. They are not real. Whatever you are feeling is not, really,” I said, looking at Silver. And he was smiling at me. My heart pinged as I remembered the last time I saw him. I shook my head, running to him with my sword out. He brought his own sword, blocking my attack. “Mate, it’s me, Silver, ‘’ he said, moving back in shock. I looked at his shocked face and I almost felt guilty. Even Lila was screaming at me. I get rid of the guilt and attack him again, focusing on his neck.

“A festival, darling!” I couldn’t help but roll my eyes again, getting riled up by her reaction. But she held my jaw and turned my face to gaze at hers again. “Don’t you see? This could solve all our problems! The Silver Moon artifact going missing, Silver Limited Company products struggling to sell, investors pulling out…literally everything! This is a jackpot for you, John!” I let out a heavy sigh, the sound escaping my lips like a deflated balloon. “I know, okay? We’re going there tonight.”