Silver Wolfs
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  • Reads 181
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 4
  • Time 53m
Ongoing, First published Apr 19, 2014
Vale is one of the most recent members of the elite guards and soldiers named the Silvers. But, scorned and hated by all around him, he learned that when push comes to shove, he should punch. Vale must survive the murderous spite of men who he should be calling brothers, and help calm the growing unrest rising within his city.



Slang: All slang is Edwardian era or completely fictitious, and/or not always used in the original format. If enough people wish for the slang to be defined then a chapter for it will be added.
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33 parts Complete Mature
"Stop messing with me." He threatened through his teeth, his breathing as erratic as mine. I let out a stifled laugh. "Or else?" He inhaled deep through his nose, poked the inside of his cheek, as if he was trying to make a tough decision, all the while keeping such an intense stare on my eyes, it was almost uncomfortable. "I won, so you stop." James' mouth was so close, I could feel his words in mine. "Think again, Jamesie." I raised my left hand to his throat, holding the same dagger I had knocked out of his hand before. In the middle of all the rolling around, I'd managed to catch it. A strike of luck, really. James grunted a labored sigh and inched even further towards me. "You're fucking impossible..." His eyes flicked over to my lips. I felt my stomach tingle. "You're heavy." I complained, my voice a little more than a rasp. His index finger grazed on my jaw. "You can take it." [---] My life was perfectly fine. Adoptive daughter of a millionaire, unofficial leader of a team of private security, friend to many unstable, skilled fighters, free as a little bird to do whatever I wanted - as long as I kept it out of the media's scent. Then along came James Fucking Blackwell to ruin everything. Just because I happened to rescue him during my time as an asset for the US Army, the damn asshole convinced himself I was some sort of angel and wouldn't leave me alone. I hated him. Kinda. [---] All comments welcomed, but please be kind to one another. Possible TW: - cursing (a lot) - mentions of SA - mentions of miscarriage - depiction of violence - mention of weapons - mature content All rights of this story belong to me. Any similarities with real life are merely coincidental as the story is entirely fictional. Hope you enjoy reading <3
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Started: August 29th, 2018 Ended: July 31st, 2019 As another year has started at Vale, new challenges have naturally blossomed in their own right. Between Kelpie overpopulation, Elven treaties, and the discovery of a new worldwide threat, the Shifting Clans have been thrown off balance. Chieves have been at each other's throats. Little has been heard of the mysterious Crevan in the months since their Quest and the team so involved in the discovery of this threat has been shoved to the side, out of harm's way. New teachers who drink coconut water and dragons who are very disinclined to let go of a gold point wedge their way into normal life at Vale along the the Warriors of Death themselves. Vale seems a small world in comparison with the wide array of Dark Alleys in Gyanganj, with shady sellers of the mysterious corrosive drink Squm. Shifters are brought before the Foxfire Council's Summer Solstice Meeting, where they learn their fate. While the year starts off with a bang and a boom, Team Jade must stay content with their seemingly easy Quest. But while things seem to be going well, a song is calling their names. Learning the difference between Mermaids and Sirens is crucial in the game of musical chairs. But when a song as beautiful as the Siren's is heard, nothing else matters. Let the waves take you for the Sirens are singing for your blood.