Silver St Cloud Novels & Stories

Finally someone I can control. © copyright Salem Silver G

he muttered hesitantly. The room went silent as the Elders exchanged tense glances. Silverstone had been our secondary trade ally for nearly five years. We sold them excess metal scraps, woodcut remains and weapon fragments that remained from Ironclad's supply and in return, they provided tonics, rare minerals and winter pelts. If Ironclad was cut off, Silverstone would feel it next and not gently. “We meet with them at dawn,” I announced and the council shifted uncomfortably. “Prepare your reports and send a meeting invitation to the Silverstone pack,” I said, rising from my seat.

The staples I had driven into his side were holding, but the skin around them was bruised a deep, mortal purple. “The filter... the 'Breathe-Easy' units,” Kael wheezed. “They... they trade them at the Smelter’s Market. But they don't want... Council credit. They want Silver.” “I have enough for a trade,” I lied, the silver-mercury vial I’d stolen still heavy in my pocket. I stepped out of the container, sealing the iron wire behind me. The Gutter at night was a kaleidoscope of predatory neon and chemical fog. I pulled my hood low, shielding my blind eye. I navigated the maze of stacked crates and leaking steam pipes, my right knee clicking with every rhythmic lunge.

I pleaded with her. "I understand Athena, I'll be careful " she replied "What business does your clan have with Sebastian Stone anyway?" I decided to peruse the moment. "I won't lie to you, so you would be careful too. For years now, Sebastian Stone has been collecting Silver. Pure silver, it is what has protected him for long now. I don't know his trade secrets or what he plans to do with them, but he works with them, lots of them. Last night, he ordered two bags full of it. His Shippers changed route, they agreed to pass through our turf, and we agreed to handle the delivery." She responded. The shock I felt was golden, what was Sebastian Stone doing with Silver?

“I use spatial magic didn’t you notice the door? It means I can use all five attributes. Ah! I almost forgot you may receive your membership ID by tomorrow morning.” Their conversation ended after they exchanged short pleasantries. Silver then found a place to stay with the rent of 3 gold beads per month near headquarter. It was a complete rip-off deal. But he argued little and went straight to bed as he was exhausted after all his continuous journey.

“Just one clause. If I sign this, I want it stated that the pack owes me nothing, but I also owe the pack nothing. No debts, no obligations, no ties. We’re completely separate.” Alpha Steele considered this. “Fine. That’s acceptable.” He called in his assistant, who added the clause and printed a new version. I read it carefully, making sure there were no hidden traps, then signed my name at the bottom. Aria Silvermoon. The name my parents had given me, not knowing it would become a cage. “You’ll receive your payment at the border,” Alpha Steele said, dismissing me with a wave. “Guards will escort you back.” “Wait,” Damien said suddenly. Both his father and I looked at him in surprise. “I wa

Silver walked to the stairwell, because she was not getting back in that elevator, and pushed through the door, and climbed to seventeen, and collected her files, and returned to her desk. She sat down. She stared at her screen for a moment. Then she picked up her phone and sent Skylia a text. *You were right about one thing.* Skylia replied in under thirty seconds. *I'm always right about everything, be specific.* Silver looked at the text. Then she typed: *He hasn't realized it yet. But he's getting there.* Three dots. Then: *Tell me everything.* Silver put the phone face down on the desk. She opened the execution plan draft.

"Silver hair, Silver eyes and a mark on her neck." Draven's pulse quickened. The mark. The symbol of the Keepers. Stefan continued. "She knew things she shouldn't have known. About Crestmoon. About BloodFall. About Philipa." Now Draven was fully alert. "What did she say about Philipa?" Stefan looked directly at him, his expression was deadly serious. "She called Philipa..." A pause, then—"The Child of the Silver Moon." The words hit Draven like a physical blow, because he had seen nearly the same phrase inside the damaged BloodFall archives.

, she tried to comfort him. "How about we make a promise.", He took out two beautifully carved necklaces. Both of them sparkled in the sun. Both necklaces had a small locket which looked like crescent moon. In the middle of the moon was attached a special carved stone which had galaxy in it. it looked stunnigly beautiful. Fei Fei was astonished. "What it that?!", Her eyes sparkled.