Aquamarine Book Novels & Stories

Hashmuk whisphered against his ears, licking his earlobes. "Hashmuk, I have something to do." He tried to wriggle himself free from his grip when he recalled that him and his friends had agreed to meet at the palace’s library to dig deeper into the magic books they had carried along with them. "What do you want to do? Can’t it wait?" He asked, trailing kisses down his body. He wasn’t given time to respond because the next minute Hashmuk captured his lips for an itense deep kiss. Kelvin smiled through the kiss, closed his eyes and gripped Hashmuk’s hair. With one swap, he turned him so that he would be on top and captured his lips, pulled him against him for another heated kiss.

“I’ll give you three guesses.” Kenna looks at her food and you can tell she’s thinking hard. “Aquamarine?” “A very intelligent guess, given that she’s the water dragon, but no. That’s one.” Avani says. She scrunches up her face again. “Blue topaz?” “Nope. That’s two. If you were a water dragon, what gemstone would you want to be colored after?” Kenna thinks for a minute before her face lights up. “Sapphire!” “You, my little fire dragon, are very smart.” Avani says and goes back to eating.

My wolf didn’t like the proximity of another wolf so close to our mate and it took everything inside of me to hold back a growl. “That’s odd.” The doctor said as he took a step back from Quinn with his eyes focused on something on her chest and I moved in to see what he was looking at, worried that maybe the bear had hurt her before I was able to get to her. But when I moved around the side of the doctor my eyes too focused on the necklace that she wore around her neck. I had never seen a moonstone like it before encased in silver. Moonstones at that size were extremely rare especially one of such purity which told me that Quinn wasn’t just some normal wolf. “What?” Quinn asks as she looks d

So Krystal made a visit to the pagoda to check on her problem or this wonderful opportunity. After going through a number of books, he was so depressed. She couldn’t find anything at all so she spoke out loud hoping to check if the pagoda can automatically give her an answer. Luckily for her, a book floated right in front of her. She paid a crystal for the book and took it back to her suite where she began to read. According to the book, a person possesses roots or a certain body physique. There were all kinds of roots that a person can possess like fire, water, earth and metal.

If it meant having a breakthrough study and saving the vaquita from extinction, I could even do more shameless acts than these. "You're so noisy." An annoyed voice reverberated in my ears. I instantly swung my head to where the voice came from, and there, a pair of golden orbs shone through the darkness, and in the midst of the dark waters, something gold glistened as if an ichor had spilled in the water.

He patted Zoe on the shoulder as he peeked at the cute picture on his phone "Don't be angry, it is so funny." Aquamarine exploration... In the Aquamarine the aquariums were large and regrouped a great number of fishes. They all had specific names on electronic tablets which didn't confused the visitors and quench their curiousity. "Fishes! These are the most gentle fishes in the world." Zoe said as she touched the glass wall separating the aquatic world from the terrestrial one "Here are the most beautiful!" Shen Zi pointed. He held her waist and whispered in her ears, "The rarest ones!"

While Amaris herself has black hair and dark brown eyes, her wolf has a white coat of fur and bright lilac-colored eyes. I've never seen such a beautiful creature in all of my eighteen years. I have heard of a pack of wolves who have white coats, but I always thought it was a legend—one not even of this realm. It is said that the pack of white wolves have magical powers—able to harness the elements: earth, wind, fire, and water—but only a single element each. Their pups are always born in pairs—twins. But, Amaris doesn't have any siblings that I know of—her only friend being that one boy that took his life a few days ago.

Mari spins on her heels and parades towards the door, her flowy dress moving along with her. "Aurelia!" the former squeals a little too enthusiastically when she opens the door. What do I have to do to get Mari that perky around me?

I ask, unable to squash the disgust from my voice. A chuckle leaves Thoth’s lips as his hands move to open the book gently. “You have no idea what this book is, do you?” We all look at each other before shaking our heads in answer. “If there is a spell that can help Remiel with his predicament and find a way to bring our Queen home, it will be in this book.” The three of us let out a breath of air, some of the tension evaporating from our bodies at this news. Soon you will be back with us Jamari.

The observation hung between them, raw and unspoken. Clarisse plucked a slim volume from the shelf—Sappho’s fragments, its cover worn soft by time. "My favorite," she said, tracing the spine with that finger. "She wrote about love in broken pieces. Like us." She didn’t look at Amara, but her words landed like stones in still water. Like us. Amara reached for a book on her own—Machiavelli’s The Prince, the Italian edition she’d read on the jet. Her fingers brushed the scar on her wrist as she opened it, the silver line catching the dim light.