Amethyst X Novels & Stories

I saw Maeve in this ring, and I was… mystified. “That,” the clerk said, noticing my intense focus, “is cut from one of the most rare gems in our stock.” He pulled out the ring from the glass case with careful, steady hands and held it up for us to take a closer look. “Behold, the Amethyst of Artemis.” “It’s beautiful,” Burke commented from somewhere beside me. “And you say it’s rare?”

The host points in Ava’s direction at Jack Fuller’s plate. Amethysts are known for their faint purple reserved in clear stones, but that’s why this ring is so unique -- the color trapped is so thick that it almost looks black without light. But even a dim light brings out the deep thick iron purple so visible that it shines under just the starry night. Hence its name.

Karica's POV We removed the lid of the square box Xyn had given me and inside lay an exquisite amethyst jewellery set embedded in sterling silver, with matching earrings and bracelet. The amethysts sparkled under the pale light of the car and I was mesmerised. "It's very beautiful, thank you," I stole a glance at him and he was watching me with a satisfied smile.

"We must find an object, a jewel that can hold off a large amount of mana. I can recommend a few jewels that can be found easily but I can't guarantee that it won't break after we imbued the princess's mana into it." Xerxes sighed as he closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. He can't possibly find something similar in such a short amount of time, but if he can, he will do anything to get his hands on it. Even if it meant begging for it. "What jewels will it take for her to wake up?" The magician was silent for a moment, thinking deeply. He was quiet for a full minute until he snaps his fingers and spoke. "A painite, or maybe an Alexandrite. Both are very stable storage for mana."

One that I always find fascinating. There, a few feet away from the gate, is a Saint Andrews cross as I move closer. I know who is bound to it. Xena. I move closer to see her wrists, ankles, and torso in chains. These aren’t just any kind of chains these are from a rare mineral that is only found here. It is smelted and forged here and is the strongest mineral on the earth. It is also enchanted to become anything we desire it to be. For example, if I wanted it to be silver and contain wolfsbane to deal with a werewolf, then it becomes it instantly. If I wanted it to be gold to deal with a God, it does it. It’s really amazing stuff.

It's tradition. It's an elaborate victorian crown with emeralds and crystals incrested all over. Across the front are green gems resembling ivy with a prominent giant pear-cut emerald in the middle. The points are all differently shaped emeralds with crystals. It's a beautiful, perfect blend of Silver Moon and me. Our colors combined. "I...I love it!" A single tear drops down my cheek before she comes rushing over, dabbing it off. "Don't cry, sweet girl. So happy you love it. Now let's put it on and show my son why it's such a good thing he came to his senses yesterday."

"We'll need comfortable clothes," Christian said, stepping into our room just as I finished getting ready for dinner. His eyes lit up when he noticed the amethyst necklace at my throat. "You like it." It wasn't a question, but I caught a faint trace of insecurity in his voice—a crack in the confident manipulator Francesca had painted him to be. "It's beautiful," I answered honestly, touching the tiny grape cluster. "I've never had anything like it." "It suits you." He came closer, his fingers brushing the base of my neck where the pendant rested. "Amethysts are almost the same color as the grapes in Zoey Vineyard when they're perfectly ripe."

One would wonder why her ears twitched although her face stayed poker. "You're awake!" Luveas rushed to her side as he exclaimed in excitement. He took the water and tried to feed her, but she eyed both him and the glass. Her gaze was piercing. "This is water," convinced Luveas. Amethyst still threw a menacing glare at him. "I got it from the stream that flowed from Ancea." Amethyst was reluctant but she still drank it to appease her thirst. After drinking the medicinal water, she tried to speak but not a word came out; she ended up gaping like a fish when she struggled to speak.

He pointed to a box of polished amethyst stones studded with glittering golden marks. "A ruby is a fine gemstone, and we don't carry those, but these," the man said, selecting one to place in Kadeem's hand, "These are rune stones. They’re more for divination, traditionally, but the ones I carry are made of amethyst, which opens up your crown chakra and will ease your headache." Startled, Kadeem paused and glanced at him in shock. The man was pointing directly at Kadeem's aching head, and Kadeem couldn't help but laugh.

"Sister Autumn, my morning sickness has been terrible. I need a rare healing amethyst, and Ethan has been searching for days without success. I just learned you happen to have one!" "You wouldn't mind giving your healing amethyst to me, would you?" Victoria asked with a challenging look.