Amethyst Steven Fusion Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, Icarus took a seat on a nearby couch, engrossed in his mobile. The attendants in the store couldn't help but admire Icarus, a striking mixed-blood alpha. After a few moments, Amethysta emerged from the dressing room. "Does it fit me well?" she asked nervously. Icarus was left in awe of the beauty before him. With the light purple dress and her purple eyes, she looked absolutely stunning. "Gorgeous, Angel," he complimented, causing her to blush in response. She nodded and went back into the dressing room to try on more outfits.

"No." He is lying. He is totally terrible at lying because his neck turns a bright pink color. I lean forward, putting my hands on the table so my shadow falls right over him. "You smiled at that little screen more than you have ever smiled at me, Stevens. Tell me why." His throat moves as he swallows hard, but before he can speak, the pack servants roll in big carts full of shining moonstone relics, heavy silver collars, and diamonds. "Oh, this one looks very pretty," Stevens says, picking up a silver neck collar with blue sapphires. His eyes shine bright. He grabs the jewelry like a lifeline to avoid my question, and it makes my wolf growl inside. Why is he hiding things from his Alpha?

The next day, I unexpectedly ran into Blake and Ivy at an auction house. I'd heard tonight's auction featured a rare amethyst healing crystal. I wanted to buy it to make into my mating ring. Blake was enthusiastically bidding on an expensive jewelry set for Ivy at the auction, and was also preparing to bid on the amethyst healing crystal for their unborn child. "Ten million dollars." He called out confidently, already waiting for the staff to bring the crystal to him. Hearing such a generous bid, everyone at the auction praised how well this Alpha treated his mate.

They were "Amethyst-Bound." Avery stood on the observation deck of the "Nidus," watching the refugees. They didn't move with the frantic, individualistic energy of the Detroiters. They moved in "Clusters," their bodies naturally gravitating toward one another in small, local symmetries. They were using the "Amethyst-Serum" as a biological crutch, but it was doing more than just stabilizing their heartbeats. It was creating a "Micro-Link"—a short-range telepathic resonance that allowed them to share emotions and basic sensory data within a fifty-meter radius.

Determined to see the job through. “This is for pretending to be my mother you b**ch!” Eureka screamed. As the secondary gemstone continued to suck all the intense energy, suddenly like a voracious vacuum cleaner it sucked the Succubus queen in also trapping her in the fusion realm! . . . . . It was 3:30pm:

"Ethan, is this what you want too?" I asked, noticing the fresh love bite exposed on Victoria's neck as she lifted her chin. My heart ached with fine, needle-like pains, persistent and sharp. This amethyst had been our bonding token. We first met at a charity auction where we both set our eyes on this crystal. The amethyst possessed exceptional healing properties, valued at 10 million dollars. On the night Ethan marked me, he hand-wove a cord and tied the amethyst around my neck.

Aiden POV I called Isaiah back, and he hit me with a bombshell. “Aiden, we have a cave of gems here. You won’t believe what kind either.” “Cool it with the suspense and just tell me. Is it diamonds?” “No. Purple Atlantonite.” I sat up quickly, “Are you fucking with me right now, man?” “Hell no. Check the incoming picture,” he said, and my phone buzzed. I opened the picture, and sure enough, it’s Purple Atlantonite.

But as her hand closed around it, a jolt of searing pain coursed through her body. She screamed, collapsing to the ground, her companions rushing to her side. Soren's eyes widened with concern as he observed the Heartstone embedded in Amelia's chest - a conduit of immense power. "The Heartstone has chosen her," Soren said, his voice filled with a mix of awe and dread. "But the bond is too strong. The stone has merged with her, and she cannot be separated." Amelia gasped for breath, her vision swimming. Through the haze, she saw Luna and Asher exchange worried glances. "What does this mean?" she managed to whisper.

Steven said accompanied with another laughter " do you think? " Desmond asked him " off course... I mean, what else did they want? why are they holding you hostage in Botswana when you obviously can't give them what they want there? " " they want the element in exchange for one kilo grams of Steinmetz pink diamond " " woah... that's huge bro " "uh. " Desmond snorted . he was beginning to get tired of Steven's chitchat but he's another person he trust even though they don't get along most times