A Deep Blue Stone Atop A Dais Novels & Stories

Representatives from every major house, minor lordships, merchant guilds, and artisan collectives had gathered to witness what many suspected would be the most significant coronation in living memory. At the ceremony's heart stood a dais carved from single piece of midnight-black stone that seemed to absorb light rather than reflect it. Upon its surface rested a crown that defied every convention of royal regalia—not gold or silver, but crystallized shadow that held depth and complexity like captured starlight given form. The crown seemed to pulse with subtle energy that made the air around it shimmer with barely contained power.

As he stepped forward, I felt my breath catch. Similar to the stylists, he was wearing a mask made from some kind of stone. His wasn’t the white and gold veined marble of the staff, rather a stone so black it seemed to absorb all light. Two eyes peered out made brighter by that strange stone. They warmed slightly as he took in the crowd. Sweeping his arms out, he stepped up to the dais.

His eyes swept over the silver-lit walls, tracing the looping script engraved into the stone—ancient runes that shimmered like frost in moonlight. Elyra remained at the door, her hand pressed to the sigil that had opened it. “No one may enter once the rite begins,” she said solemnly. “This is your final moment to turn away.” Kael looked to Aria, jaw clenched. “We’re not here to turn back.” Elyra nodded once, then gently shut the door behind them. --- At the center of the chamber stood a single dais carved from moonstone, with a bowl nestled into its center. It pulsed faintly with a silvery glow—soft, inviting, and impossibly ancient.

The Khan’s Empire board members sat around the long mahogany table in expectant silence. Isla, as always, took the head seat, dressed in her pressed navy-blue blazer and suit. Her sapphire ring caught the room’s light as she folded her arms beneath her chest, eyes fixed on the glowing projection on the screen. “Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the Blue Flame Stone,” the presenter announced, stepping aside so the members could see the rotating image of a dazzling greenish blue gem glowing on the whiteboard.

noticing. It's a magic trick, and the king is skilled at it. His eyes see me at the top of the stairs and lock on me. The crowd follows his gaze. Some look confused, others recognize me due to the Crown Diamond title dispute. A few focus on my dress. Envying how adorned I am, wishing I were in my shoes. _____________ This morning we witnessed a miracle - resumes the king. - Ayla Marin, the main participant for the diamond crown came to us, begging us to forgive her, she informed us that she was forced to go along with the prince, he threatened her family, so this young woman had no choice but to obey the on his orders, however, as soon as she had the opportunity to escape the clutches of th

“You have not yet partaken of the full ceremony. You have given your strength, but not your submission. Tonight, I think that will change.” She didn’t wait for his answer, simply turned and moved towards the center of the room where a great, onyx dais stood. The signal was given. The soft murmur of the crowd died, replaced by a charged, breathless silence. The mortals, a dozen or so, moved with a dreamlike slowness to kneel at the edge of the dais, baring their throats and wrists in a silent, willing offering.

asked King Alexander to everybody. Each of the people sitting around the dining table, each of the palace staff and maids in and around the dining room, was seen steadily nodding their heads. Subsequently, Virando swung his hand and emitted his dark blue supernatural light again. He directed his dark blue light towards the gigantic stone in front of all of them. The gigantic stone was absorbed into Virando’s dark blue supernatural light and vanished away from the dining room. Virando returned the gigantic stone to its proper place, to the sacred hill of Ocean Blue Land.

It took a minute for my watering eyes to adjust to the blinding light, all focussed on me. I was lying face-down on a circular dais and on its circular circumference stood ceiling high intricately designed columns. On a closer look, one could see the runes carved into them. Around the dais was the roughly circular room with arched bleachers standing on the slopes rising to a higher platform. Edith stood up gracefully, dressed in pristine white clothes, wearing an aura of someone who one could call the queen of the world.

“Each of you will choose one stone. The beast you face will be drawn from the energy you awaken. Choose wisely.” A deep silence settled over the arena, followed by a wave of gasps from the audience. Suddenly, the three Stones dropped to the ground in the center of the arena rumbled and split open. The three contenders exchanged uneasy glances before stepping forward to place their hands on the stones. Zaya stepped onto the crimson path. Her golden hair shone in the light, and though she held her head high, her hands shook slightly. Belinda moved to the silver path, her lips moving in a silent prayer to the Moon Goddess.

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.