Blood Jade Novels & Stories

he mumbled, gently touching the stone. Taegen didn't say anything and kept looking at it. “It was a gift,” he finally said after a long moment. “From Kythaela.” Jimmy gulped and stared at him sadly. He didn't intend to remind him of her, or no, he doesn't even want him to remember her especially when he was with him. He likes it when the king smiles so, he wouldn't like to ruin it. “A woman offered it to her as a symbol of their friendship.” Taegen continued. “She told me she had a strange hair that looked exactly like the Ruby, red and shiny. She always talked about her.”

When I focused all of my powers into extracting it from Beta Bernard, my mind was disturbed by memories of how the Jade had been passed down through generations. Many years after Jenna and Ophelia's death, the farmers working on the land to build a bridge dug up Jenna's remains from her grave, and that was how they discovered the Moon Jade. It was later passed on from one Alpha to another, a King to another, a governor, a Duke, a duchess, and they all had one name for it: “the cursed gemstone” due to the number of people who had died because of it.

I shut the door behind me and walk to him as he walks to me. "Gianna." "Do you also send her flowers?" He furrows his brows and I continue my rant. "And colorful cards?" I move closer to him. "It's fine but I'll put an end to you if you've ever sent her a blue card. Cause blue is my favorite." He smirks and I furrow my brows angrily. I let out a gasp as he grabbed my wrist and pulled my back towards his front. My stomach twitched and goosebumps crawled to my skin.

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

I shouted, hoping someone would hear. “And you are?” a woman’s authoritative voice called down from above. “I’m—” I hesitated, my thoughts racing. “Yes! I didn’t quite get that! You’ll have to speak up!” “I’m Jade . . . Jade Ishola!” I finally said, thinking, 'What’s the point of lying now?' “Welcome to the Family, Jade,” the woman said. Seven columns of bamboos raised, creating a passage through the wall. “He was meant to leave you alone in the forest. We can’t afford to have anyone weak among us again.”

The person who was the most excited was Allen. ‘It’s green, it’s really green!’ On contrast, the most ugly face belonged to William! It’s not easy to design Allen to go bankrupt. There was no way in hello would he let him make a comeback! Never ever! Soon, Birk poured all of his concentration. A few moments later, the jade of four or five centimeters thick came out. The color was refreshing and the texture was fine. It was a jade species that belonged to the hibiscus.

she pronounced. I lower the arm grip, shocked. She looked at the carpet and her eyes marejaram, she took a hand to her face and wiped the tears, I had not noticed but Jade wore a black bracelet around her wrists, she took them out and threw them on the bed, when I looked back at her wrists saw marks of bites, recent and old, some so old that it could be when she was just a child. " You blood servant. " murmured Derek. " Blood slave. Since I was born." revealed Jade Jamal, her voice was jammed, she seemed to want to cry.

Since my stay here, I heard her name a few good too many times while the guys were talking. I hear the rumble of bikes and I turn, but the hill blocks my view of the other side. Kaleb howls his lungs out and I put my food down to get him from his rocking chair, but Jade gets him. She was the one who came back with Beggar 2 weeks back. She has a beautiful tattoo that she shows off on her back, of a fallen angel sitting with a broken wing. She’s shorter than me, but not by much. She played a game of Jenga with me the one night while we binged watched, Discovery of Witches.

Her eyes searched mine, reaching for a connection that had frayed to the point of breaking, grasping at threads that slipped through her fingers like sand. "Jade," I whispered to myself, the name emerging as a silent prayer, a secret benediction that held more power than the most fervent of confessions. Jade—my little mate, the forbidden fruit that dangled just out of reach, tempting me with whispers of what could be. It was a dangerous game we played, one where the rules were etched in shadow and the prize was as intoxicating as it was elusive.

' Ambrose thought to himself. Ambrose grabbed a blue jade from his pockets and placed it in Quincy's hand as he spoke. "This is the Thousand Year Spine Chilling Jade. It can cure heart fire when you put it in your elixir field." The Thousand Year Spine Chilling Jade was a rare treasure given to Ambrose as a gift by Heather, the princess of the Sea Mackie clan. Ambrose's judgment of the situation with Quincy was wrong, but he was not entirely incorrect. The Thousand Year Spine Chilling Jade had the function of extinguishing the heart fire, and it could also remove the poison from Quincy's body.