Carnelian Wof Novels & Stories

The gemstones, carefully designed into exquisite cuts and shapes, glimmered like captured fragments of nature's most vibrant hues. At the center of the necklace, a large emerald pendant adorned with intricate engravings caught her attention. The stone, shaped like a big wolfberry, possessed a mesmerizing depth that seemed to draw in the surrounding light. Its rich green hues, ranging from the vibrant shades of new growth to the deep tones of ancient forests, held within them the promise of growth, renewal, and the enduring strength of love.

"What can you tell me?" Harlen set the cloth down on the corner of the table. He was quiet for a moment, looking at her with the measuring expression of a man who was deciding how much of a glass to fill. "Nothing that will give you comfort," he said at last. "Only this." He paused. "It concerns a gold-coloured wolf. One that is quite rare. Rarer than most wolves born in the last several generations." Another pause, shorter this time. "The kind of rarity that does not happen by accident."

Vanessa James smiled as she took the drawing from Liv's hand and then tapped her on the head: "He's here too, I said small. Girls have to be gentle!” Liv stuck out her tongue playfully. She bowed to Ian James, then returned to the office. Vanessa James shook her head, and said to Erwin Wilson: “Come in, Erwin! You came at the right time today!" Erwin Wilson nodded at her, then went inside. Ian James sighed, pushing the velvet box in front of Erwin. "This is pure Painite." Ian James lamented: “After machining, it was 5.6 carats. Very heavy, a valuable stone!”

His confidence brought a slight smile to her lips, her own aura radiating a level of self-assurance that matched his stride perfectly as they entered the underground facility. The bidding arena was an isolated, heavily fortified vault where the starting numbers for the confiscated weaponry and rare materials hovered around a base price of one million credits. Freda ran her eyes down the electronic manifest until she locked onto a high-grade jewelry piece—a heavy silver chain embedded with raw, unrefined gemstones. Her indifference vanished, replaced by genuine tactical interest. "The blue sapphires carry decent conductivity, but the housing is unstable. The crimson ruby layout, however, is e

“For you.” “For me?” Amelia raised an eyebrow. “What clothes do I wear to match it?” Her cheap T-shirts would only hide the beauty of the jade pendant. Carl didn’t ask her to return it. “Wear whatever you want. It’s just a charm.” Actually, the pendant had been with him since he was a baby. He rarely took it off, and it was an old heirloom that he had brought back along with the red beads on his wrist. The beads were a deep red, while the jade pendant was a rich, royal purple.

I requested. "And how would you want it to be? Or perhaps do you want to check the one we have in store?" he asked. "Yes, I would love that," I replied, and he led the way. My eyes raked over the pendants he set out for me. He kept giving explanations of how beautiful they are. I stopped when I saw a silver necklace that had a petal-shaped pendant with a diamond in it. "This is called lotus flower, a rare pendant made by Carlisle," he introduced. I knew the craftsman, a very popular man who is known for his artistry skills, and also this pendant reminded me of my mate's wolf.

“Your grand uncle had secretly placed this in your apartment for your protection. A moonstone is a gem that helps one in his or her werewolf transformation. Matt told me when you were eighteen, you were exhibiting some symptoms but didn’t transform into one. It only confirms that you indeed have werewolf blood in you.” “Is this the reason why it’s glowing white?” She asked, looking at it. Clayton took the gem from her and a few seconds after, it turned red. “A moonstone is also one way of identifying the type of wolf one is,” he explained patiently. “Mine is red because I am the Alpha of our pack, The Night Howlers. Before I became one, if I’m holding this, the color would have been yellow.

They know as well as I do that the fate of the werewolves rests on this small, unassuming stone. I reach into the safe, my fingers gently brushing against the cool surface of the gem. With a deep breath, I pull it out, holding it in the palm of my hand. The gem is like a red sphere, pulsating with an ethereal light whenever I hold it in my palm. "This is it," I say, my voice barely a whisper. "This is what will lead us to the other Celestial wolves." Irene raises an eyebrow. "How exactly are we going to use this to track down wolves scattered across the world?" she asks, her voice filled with skepticism. "The world is a big place, and it could take us forever."

I took a deep breath and continued, “But I do have one favor to ask. Can I please have some wolfsbane?” She looked back up, meeting my eyes, studying me, and cocking her head to the side. While she was human, Hugo told me that she knew about our kind. He and my mom were not the only werewolves she employed. “What do you need wolfsbane for?” “It’s personal.” I wasn’t telling her shit. “What form do you want it in?” “What forms does it come in?” “The two most common are dehydrated and a concentrated liquid—usually we sell the liquid form in darts.”

" I said . My voice was hoarse , it was already dissolving into tears. I couldn't bear to lose Gwen , I couldn't bear to see her with someone else . All I ever wanted was that she remains by my side. I didn't feel any mate bond with Gwen like I did with Morgana. But it didn't matter, as long as I was concerned , Gwen was my property. She was my most prized possession . She was a treasure in my kingdom . A special gift many kings would never be able to possess , they could only admire from afar . She was the most beautiful creature ever born among the twelve kingdoms , and all the mystic creatures .