Blood Jade Novels & Stories

With her own life in danger and Neve just out of surgery, she could only temporarily submit. In spite of her submission, Jade didn't answer. She only gave her a mysterious smile. "You'll find out in the future." With those words, she turned and left the hospital room. Gemma screamed hoarsely after her, but the room was soundproof, so her weak voice went unheard. … Jade sat alone on a bench by the roadside. In her palm rested a piece of jade, and her expression was filled with confusion. What was the relationship between this piece of jade and her background?

My legs buckled at first, rubbery from days of restraint and exhaustion, but they held me up, dragging me forward without a word. Jade waited in the corridor, leaning against the wall, his scarred face flushed with manic triumph. The padded case in his hand held the vials of my silver blood, glowing faintly through the fabric like captured stars. His braced knee clicked softly as he pushed off the wall, limping ahead with renewed energy. “Come, sister,” he said, voice laced with feverish excitement that made my stomach twist. “It’s time to see what your gift can truly do.”

she said. David smiled; he knew she would like this. It was four pendants with chains, all the necklaces were the same, just the color was different, two was blue Jade, and the other two was pink Jade, and between the pendants, there was an eye, with a drop of tears. Everyone was shocked by the things. They heard Master X made two jades in his life with teary eyes, but what's with the other two? Even though they were shocked, they knew everything was possible.

The girl was really provoking me and the fact that she acted like she didn't know what she was doing pushed me further to the edge. “This?” She lifted the object higher so it was directly in her line of sight. This?! “Do you know what that is?” I asked and tilted my head to the side to get a good look at her. She kept quiet for a while. That's what I thought. “That is….” “The blue jade. The rarest jade in history, last found in the early colonial times. Valued at about 90 billion US dollars,” she said offhandedly, causing me to stop my movements.

The vendor dropped everything he had on his desk, just to slide on his two framed glasses for a proper look at the Jade. "Where did you find this?" The man panicked. "I don't know sir, I think a man bumped into me and dropped it in my fish basket." "Can I take a closer look at it?" The man wondered, almost too scared to touch it. Bran nodded his head in acknowledgement and quickly passed the jewel on to him. The vendor's eye lit up behind his glasses, with his mouth open in excitement. He looked like a hungry man who just found a massive chunk of meat to feed on. The jade shimmered once again like it did before, but this time on touching the shopkeepers skin, it became so hot it burned his f

Jack and Jackie were embarrassed and hated Soheila and her group more. “It's their fault! They should have told us that they're an Alchemist, Armament Master, and whatever!” Jackie gritted her teeth. She gazed at the purple jade that Dakota was holding. The purple jade was from their Clan Master, the head of the Eudoxsus Clan. They borrowed it so that they have the right to stay on the second floor. However, the jade in Dakota's hands was not bright as Soheila's. Dakota glared at her cousin. “It's your fault. Both of you!”

I’m suddenly finding myself in the packhouse right outside of Wesely’s room. He sneers angrily at me. “You are weak, and have no place in this pack much less as my Luna. I, Wesley Steel, future Alpha of the Jade Pack, reject you, Avril West as my mate and Luna.” He shoves me to the ground, stunned. How could this be happening? Wasn’t my mate supposed to love and cherish me? I then see a pair of brown eyes looking at me lovingly. I feel warm. How do I know this color? I can see? I hear a voice. I can help you see. She says. I am Emerald, your wolf. You are special. I gasp in surprise.

Anything they took out in such a scenario must be extraordinarily expensive. Trevor gradually opened the box and took out a green jade bracelet. Jenna was standing close to him. So, she could see the bracelet. It was emerald green, and its texture was exquisite. Not only that, it was shiny and had a gentle and moist colour. From that, she could tell that it was a fine product. Jenna knew what it was. That should be a jade from a foreign country, which was worth a lot. However, for Richards Group, giving Liya such a precious jade was neither too flamboyant nor cheap. Trevor must've spent some time thinking about that gift.

She backed up until the edge of Damien’s bed touched the back of her legs. “Elara,” Alexander murmured, “your veins are still glowing.” Her breath caught. She looked down—and realized he was right. A faint silver shimmer pulsed beneath her skin, like buried moonlight. She swore softly and dragged the sleeve of her hoodie down. “Side effects,” she muttered. “They’ll fade.” “They’re not fading. They’re intensifying.” “Elara?” a weak voice rasped. She turned so fast her neck twinged. Damien’s eyes were open—unfocused, hazy, but open.

“It’s not every day you see someone who owns a green imperial jadeite because it’s one of the rarest gemstones in the world. And that’s what you are—my own one-of-a-kind Jadeite, my precious gemstone—and there’s only one of you for me in this world. Only one Jade, rare and second to known. You could be broken in so many ways, and you’ll still be the most precious gem in my sight.” She blinks, her lips trembling, and I watch her try to find back her tears. “There are so many people who claim to be nobles; there’s always an Arya everywhere you turn. You don’t just turn and happen to come across a Jadeite anywhere and everywhere. You are rare, Jade. You are precious, my broken gem that’s still