Crystal Gems Oc Novels & Stories

Greyson hums, “I was also thinking about a glamour to hide the upper ledge completely, one that we can see out of, but others can’t see in.” She nods. They work on the perimeter system first, and find a possible solution with the crystals they found as a focus for the magic. Greyson tries to make the crystal float like before, but staying where he puts it, only returning to him if it senses movement nearby, then flashing once it reaches the cave again. A silent alarm.

“And tell me if you notice anything… off.” A faint sense of unease settled over me as I rose and reached into the box. I picked up one of the crystal-like gems. Moon-white energy shimmered within, liquid light rolling slowly beneath its surface. This was a moon gem. Crescent Ridge’s prized possession. Yet— My heart suddenly clenched. “Why…” I began, my throat inexplicably dry. “Why does it feel… weaker than before?” The room fell silent, the implication in my words far too great to ignore.

She wasn’t taking me seriously. I swallowed hard, then drew in a breath and played my final card. “Of course, I wouldn’t bother you with idle gossip. But perhaps this will help you see my sincerity.” I opened my purse and drew out the small velvet box I’d brought. Inside, a single gem glimmered like frozen fire. It was deep scarlet with gold veins, a rare crystal from my tribe’s mines. “This,” I said smoothly, “is from my homeland. We have caverns full of them enough to fund the palace for generations.”

Which makes her body become layers of pure thick crystals to the age she is at time of what should be death. Though the time of which said crystals melt back into herself as she regains herself as an infant. Should the Crystal be Damaged or cracked in anyway will result in random memory loss. But that's almost impossible due to the purity and hardness of the composition of the material that only one other material will be able to damage it is an Emerald Green Ore that hasn't been named in all the eons that I have lived... but it is hard to find and even harder to mine and impossible to craft into a weapon... unless your a Maker or an Original Being or an Original Maker. Either way you have t

I frowned, moving closer to her. “This gem usually goes from seven hundred and fifteen million fauna upwards, at least that is what the tears of Ecclesia had cost during the last auction I had attended, and that was each, and by the way, they were two. But as you can see.” Bea moved her hand over the crystal through the glass, and it changed colour. “It’s empty.” “What do you mean its empty? You keep saying that and I still don’t get it!” Translation: What the fuck do you mean I don’t get seven hundred million!?

"We will be continuing forward…." Oren instructed after all the carcasses were stored in their inventories. "Shouldn't we be mining for the gems and crystals here?" Galvin asked since a lot of red rubies and crystalized rock formations were embedded in the walls. It is obvious that with an additional loot from these gems the coins the group will be collecting will shoot up to 50,000,000 coins. "No, we won't be collecting any gems, at least not for now." Oren said.

The announcer continued, his voice dropping to a near whisper that commanded immediate attention, “This is a piece so rare and precious that it is considered the crown jewel of this auction. It is a relic from the ancient Swakrosian Empire, the Crimson Midnight Star!” Gasps filled the room as a glass cage was wheeled onto the stage, revealing a shimmery red and blue gemstone. No, it wasn't red and blue but instead, the gem itself was red but in the light it glowed as blue. The way it shimmered was ethereal and it could easily draw a person in. It was hypnotising, it pulsed with an otherworldly glow. I could practically feel the excitement radiating from Erica as she leaned forward, her gaze

He didn’t know how or what it was but no water dragon could control ice without the gem being close. “Asrar.” Avalon called as a jeep pulled up beside them. The first green jeep had seen better days. Rust covered the entire body and if it wasn’t rust it was the forest green paint. The tires looked nearly knew and the seats looked like some creature made a home out of it. All it had was small doors to get into the passenger and driver seat. The back had seats with a small tail gate much like trucks. “Figured by the noise coming from your pod we needed wheels.”

Seeing a few yellow gems stumbling down from it, I sighed before opening the one at the bottom. After opening three boxes, I was finally able to guess the one with the red gem and couldn't help but see the grandeur of it. I didn't miss how it shone, blinding me with its light for a few seconds. No wonder it has such value in the market. Wait. This rare gem is sensitive to light, sound, heat, and whatnot. How am I supposed to take it away from here? I thought before biting my lips, looking around to find something I can use. Separating the red gem from the boxes to prevent the alarm from going off, I took off my handkerchief