Ava Stone Author Novels & Stories

“I can't do my shopping here, I have to do it in Dubai city.” I spoke to Demola. “my Diamond.” I spoke excitedly. “You mean, I’m not your gold? Why Diamond?” Demola asked in curiosity. “Well, I love diamond rings and diamond is a precious jewel and goes with your name. Diamond, I believe means, not comparable. It is a gemstone that sparkles. And you, my love, is my Diamond. Happy now?” he started humming: do re mi fa so la ti do; do ti fa so la mi re do. Shaking his head and enjoying his music. Then I knew he approved my calling him Diamond. When he was done singing, I was watching in amusement.

Azura POV- Some would argue that fate was a beautiful thing and should be cherished. Yet, what happens when that fate marks a target on your back? My name is Azura Chasm, I am the keeper of the Dragon Stone, and this is my story… Looking at the email I just received, I was having a grim time breathing. For years I have been trying to find a publishing company that would accept my work and my demands. Now a publisher was interested in me and not only that, but the owner of the company was also my favorite author.

Tsk, this man he's not just an idiot but a chicken too. "Then you won't find out about the legends of the five trait stones." Mnemosyne replied that now she raised an eyebrow at Uno. "What do you mean?" I gently question the three of them. "Because Avalon was the first person to be given trait stones by the gods." Hela replied that we were all really upset.

DAHLIA : I hate having to dress up like a man. Once again, my clothes were torn and the servants who saved me gave me new ones. The cotton shirt was too loose, the pants too big and the boots too uncomfortable. “Full-blown tempest, howling winds, crashing waves, lightning and thunder, this was the tale of the unbreakable gemstone that disappeared centuries ago,” I whispered to myself looking around me. I was back to being a slave again. The most surprising thing that happened to me was the recovery I faced; all my burnt skin healed and I felt good again. I thought about it since I opened my eyes, feeling alive. Was it because of him? The arrow he shot at me was the only thing that could have

The first is to avoid being exposed, the second is to avoid being stolen. After Anyolite stone and Poudretteite stone are shipped, Erwin Wilson will find a place to manufacture and design to work. Erwin Wilson was not familiar with this world, he suddenly remembered Ian James's business card. He's a well-known and knowledgeable person who can help you recommend a reliable design site.

“What about her?” “She was a great healer, so I got curious and went looking for her. You know she’s published. I’m looking for—” “What are you talking about?” I asked. “She was a housewife like all she-wolves are.” He glanced at the book. “That book says otherwise.” I rolled my eyes and flipped to the front of it. Eve Ashgrave. “Just because the author shares a name.” He smiled, and his eyes twinkled. “A face, too?”