Bloodstone Go On And Cry Novels & Stories

" Canagan couldn't help a tear escape his eye. No sooner had a tear fallen.The memory unlocked the bloodstone that started to glow and pulse. It pulsed faster like a heartbeat and grew stronger and stronger. " You're doing it hold on to that memory a little bit longer.We almost got a strong pulse. Rudina could feel the strength slowly slip away into the stone. She hoped she had enough to carry on with this challenge and not be a burden to Artair. He was still new and still learning.It was up to her for now to protect him so he could protect her.

A bloodstone, drenched in forbidden incantations. Its heart was throbbing against my palm, living and ready to feast. I had rehearsed the spells over and over again, so that they just come to me naturally now as I say them. "Mother of the Moon, devour the traitor, Strip the wolf, Strip Edrian off his breath. Let his life unravel beneath your light..." The words went in the stone and it got hot. I smiled meekly, I gazed around. No one was even aware of it, priests, guards, not even Xander himself.

Digging my nails into my palm, I nodded stiffly. I flinched when his icy fingers touched the sore flesh of my throat. This close to him, I could visibly watch as he buried his anger, softening his features as he had mistaken my flinch for one of fear. His fingers trailed my throat, and the faint whisper of sparks that tickled my skin, they were proof that what Ash had done was against nature. “I can’t heal you until the bloodstone powder has worn off.” His voice held a trace of that darkness, the rage he could only suppress for so long.

Tharion set to work, using his knowledge of alchemy and the arcane to forge the Bloodstone Amulet. The creation of the amulet was a complex and dangerous process. Tharion began by selecting a rare mineral known as Bloodstone, which was said to have the ability to store and amplify energy. The Bloodstone was a deep, blood-red crystal, veined with streaks of black that seemed to pulse with a life of their own. It was a mineral that was difficult to find and even harder to work with, but Tharion was determined to succeed.

I cleared my throat, looking over at Alora, her free hand finding mine. "I, Damon Bloodstone, accept this bond and the crown that follows. I will protect my people with my life and bind myself to the mothers and the mate they have gifted me." My eyes didn't leave Alora's as I felt the blade slice across my palm. The silver burned as it pierced the skin, and blood pooled in my palm. "Now, Alora, repeat after me." Melody continued.

“Don’t mourn for them, my love. They wouldn’t have shown you any mercy.” A sigh escaped her lips, a whisper of resignation. “Yes, yes, I know. But still…” I silenced her with a kiss, tasting the salt of her tears, the exhaustion on her lips. “Come, I see the bloodstone.” The moonlight illuminated the place where the bloodstone lay on top of a jagged rock formation that looked like a sacred altar. The bloodstone was nothing more than a piece of dark green crystal with red splashes that mimicked blood spatter on it. It didn’t look like much, but some say it had magical powers.

Without protection, a vampire could compel any human close to me … and I could be compelled, too. Raven closed her eyes as she held my hand and extended her other hand over the stones. “Siramacha brenach bondagia compage, siramacha brenach bondagia compage, siramacha brenach bondagia compage.” She opened her eyes, clearly drained. She reached down and picked up one of the stones, placed it in my hand, then curled my fingers around it. “Make sure to carry this with you at all times.” I nodded and looked down at the stone. I could definitely see why it was called Bloodstone. It looked like blood had been splashed into a sea of green, then frozen into a stone.

Her tearful eyes wandered and lay on Baek Eun. Hoseong and Minho tried to calm down because they could not stand to see her in such grief. Baek glared into Hea's eyes and pulled out the Carnelian stone from his pocket. He attached the Carnelian stone with the Hematite and Hea's eyes began to red and an unknown anger erupted from her eyes.

Amelia cried out, her pain mingling with the cries of the cursed souls trapped within the stone. And then, in a burst of radiant light, the stone shattered, releasing a torrent of crystallized tears. They sparkled in the moonlight, a symbol of both agony and hope.

Mom's eyes were gleaming with excitement as she set those bloodstones on a tray. "Seven! Rebecca's had seven bloodstones!" She broke off in wild laughter. "We're rich! We're rich!" Mom came out with the tray, her eyes shining. She set the tray carefully in a box and bolted out the door. But back in the room, Rebecca's painful cries and the men's low, feral growls resounded in the air. I trailed after Mom and found her at the entrance of the settlement, talking to a man in a motorcar. "Seven! Rebecca's had seven bloodstones altogether! Come on, pay up! I'm selling these for more than the usual amount, seeing as it's her first delivery."