Werewolf Silver Novels & Stories

I didn't hate her, quite the opposite, I could not seem to be able to stop myself from claiming her as my own. Tessa is a Silver wolf who and her shifting surprised us. She shifted early, something that's unheard of among werewolves. Usually, one shifts at the age of eighteen when they are ready to meet their mates. That's not the only surprising thing, her wolf was silver coloured. There is a legend associated with silver wolves. It's said that they are a miracle from the moon Goddess. They have special abilities like possessing magic or being healers. I had Just shifted when her intoxicating scent hit me before my wolf, Ryker howled in my mind, identifying her as our Mate.

They practice with non-silver knives in order to not cause too much damage, but they’re all well aware that a real enemy would almost definitely be using silver weapons. Silver is a werewolves one true weakness. When it contacts the skin, it causes burns and leaves scars. When stabbed with a silver knife, a werewolf’s advanced healing is unable to mend the wound the way it normally would, posing a greater risk. When silver enters the bloodstream, it acts as a poison, burning the body from the inside out. The substance is legally only allowed to be owned by the government, but that doesn’t stop some from illegally making weapons out of it themself.

The room seemed to fade away as his words painted vivid images in my mind. "The Silver Werewolf was said to possess a unique connection to the moon, harnessing its energy and channeling it into its abilities. Its silver fur shimmered in the moonlight, a beacon of power and grace. It was a protector, a guardian of the pack, and its arrival was seen as a sign of great fortune and strength." I imagined the majestic creature, its silver coat glistening in the moon's gentle glow. It was awe-inspiring, a symbol of hope and resilience.

The warmth of the flames seemed to beckon the past forth, and I began. "You see, Silver's history is a tapestry woven with tragedy and perseverance, a tale that echoes through the ages of our kind." I narrated the tale even as I looked for clues that could help me find Lilac, my mate. "Long ago, Silver's family belonged to a pack steeped in tradition, where the howls of the wolves harmonized with the whispers of the trees. They were devout worshippers of the Moon Goddess, their lives entwined with the celestial dance of night and sky. And at the heart of it all was Silver, half wolf, half witch. Born from an Alpha father and a witch mother; a beacon of devotion and purity, entrusted as the p

At the thought of my friends being inside my car, my wolf, Arina, tugs within me, her protective instincts pushing forward, wanting to charge out and go after the masked men so they don’t hurt my friends. But I try to calm her down. Tipping my head up again to get a view of the men, I see it immediately…they are not holding any guns. But one of them has a cleaver with an unusual, shiny tip. A proof that the weapon is laced with Silver, a lethal substance that, once it comes in contact with the skin of any werewolf, would lead to eventual death if emergency precautions aren’t taken immediately. The presence of silver in a werewolf’s body will prevent their wolves from healing any cut, therefo

His painful roar sounded like music to Emmeline's ears~ His screams had a soothing effect on the pain that he had inflicted on her soul. Lycans and Wolves were extremely sensitive to ancient silver. The type of silver that was very rare to find, once embedded into the flesh it stops the beasts healing ability for a time in lycans while it might kill the Werewolves. Because lycans were the true-born children of the Moon who can withstand the silver's effect on them while werewolves are considered abominations, they have a wolf within them but they weren't as strong as a lycan.

But more thoughts flooded into my mind; the chances of Neil's survival with silver involved. What does silver do to werewolves? I rammed my mind for an answer—from what I had read about werewolves the moment I found out Neil was one, silver was like poison to them. Whichever way silver was taken into their body, it spread like wildfire in their bloodstream until it clogged the heart, finally killing the victim. Wounds inflicted by silver were very hard to heal. An average werewolf silver victim could die in minutes. But powerful ones stayed alive for hours even with the pains of having a foreign body in their blood. I shut my eyes and muttered a silent prayer.

While he was speaking I was watching him take things out of the duffle bag and lay them down on the bed next to me. "What are those for? What are you going to do to me?" I am absolutely terrified and sadly Maximus was able to register my fear. The evil smirk on his face was proof that he is getting off on how terrified I am. "Goddess your fear smells amazing." He takes a long inhale which makes his smirk deepen. "To answer your question, these are what we are gonna use to make this fun. I said I would break you and I will. I alwyas keep my promises, mate." The first thing he grabs is a silver dagger. Silver is one weakness of werewolves. If silver is in our system then it takes longer to hea

“I won’t make it. I can’t believe it… I’m going to die, and I haven’t even found my mate yet.” “Don’t say stupid things. You are not dying,” I snapped, fury bleeding into my voice because he was still talking, still wasting breath while more blood seeped out of him with every word. Silver was every wolf’s worst nightmare. And silver to the chest was a signed death warrant. The metal was blocking his healing, turning his blood black. Before anything else, I had to get it out of him. Now. I extended my claws and, without hesitation, drove two of them into the entry wound.

she starts and I nod eagerly. "Long time ago in the history of werewolves, lived two silver wolves. A male wolf and his mate. They had a daughter and later on, she was mated and had a daughter too and that's how the silver lineage carried on to this date" I nod listening intently. The wolf in my dreams has silver fur. "Silver wolves are known to be the most powerful in the werewolf world and because of that, they're hunted and killed with no trace by those in power for the fear of being overthrown" she sighs and continues.