Crystal Onyx Caves Novels & Stories

Or something else entirely? After healing Godefray, Ayla closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them, she was in Sarya’s room. It was not the first time Sarya summoned Ayla’s presence with the help of the Crystal Mirror. Sarya had told Ayla that the crystal used to make the mirror came from a small island, Isyleon Island, on the Zuvell continent. On Isyleon Island was a special cave—the Crystal Cave—used by the Sons and Daughters of the Land during their wedding night.

"You have nothing to fear from us. How about we go inside, have some tea? We can talk." Kaida followed the women around the side of the house and through the garden. A walking path with crushed shells and stepping stones led the way. Benches were strategically placed on trails, interwoven like a maze, inviting visitors to stay. Relax. Explore. Crystals in varying shades and tones dripped from twine hanging from trellises. Purple amethyst. Rose quartz. Yellow citrine. Blue apatite. Black agate. Aquamarine fuchsite. Red jasper. And those were the ones she recognized. Through a lattice arch above, lavender blooms from beach pea vines crept through the openings.

The sight before us made my breath lock in my throat. The fifty-foot golden quartz crystal at the center of the cavern, the ancient heartstone that held Blackthorn Valley together, was encased in a thick, pulsating web of black frost. Thick, unnatural tendrils rooted deep in the stone floor were pumping a murky, pale fluid directly into the crystal's core, turning its radiant golden light into a dim, malignant purple.

They soon came to another cave where the crystals were pure white, pale pink, green, blue, and black. "Sweet." Kera's eyes widened at the sight. "Don't touch anything," May warned. The young lady pulled back her hands quickly from where she was about to touch one. "If you take any of these crystals by greed, it will end badly for you. Each crystal represents different things," May told her. "The green is for long life, the white is for protection, pink is for love and harmony, blue is for peace and black is for death. Out of greed, the cave will play tricks on the mind so the person would pick a crystal, which it never shows to those with a pure heart."

It was almost as if they were genetically modified by the people who held them in captivity. Quintaya’s house was across town, and Isabella drove with Amber next to her. She was given lots of supplies by Winona including very pure quartz crystals and amethyst crystals. She put a large crystal in her room that helped raise the vibrations in there. The younger girl's house was modest and one-story in a neighborhood on the east side of Highway 70 also known as Tunnel Road.

But whoever made them buy these cars has a good taste in cars. I just randomly picked the keys from the console and pressed the unlock button. And that got me a black Veyron from all the black cars in here. Okay let's get it done with. There is a secret passage which I came across accidentally one day and that's my way out. There are no Cameras that point towards it nor anyone that knows it in the house for now. The door sensed the car and immediately the door opened.

Rose quartz crystals like pink diamonds, spiky red rubies, forest green malachite, and peacock coal were clustered side by side with topaz, tourmaline, amethyst, garnet, and opal. But if the walls were a rainbow, the floor was like a dream. Ankles-deep, and in some places knee-deep, it was piled with treasure. There were pitchers and drinking bowls and goblets, all gleaming with the soft heavy yellow light of solid gold. There were ropes of pearls and heaps of necklaces, armlets, brooches, and diadems. there were gem-encrusted chalices, and golden candlesticks and scepters. "People brought them to my lady," explained the owl simply, as Cassandra stood agape. "They have, ever since she was bo

Walking by herself, Princess Luna eyed the rough rocky surface of her surroundings. The luster of light emitted from her crescent moon pendant bracelet allowed her to maneuver through the darkness. The princess continued walking when a source of light greeted her after exiting the tunnel. Luna tilted up her head and saw the source of light came from a large blue crystal glacier. The area she stepped into was broad with three exit tunnels connected to different locations inside the cave.

I looked out the reinforced windshield. Ahead of us, the tunnel was blocked. Not by a cave-in, but by a wall. It was a wall of crystal. Massive, jagged spikes of translucent blue rock jutted out of the earth, interlocking to form an impenetrable barrier. "Resonance Crystal," I whispered. I recognized it from the old geology textbooks in the library. "It's harder than diamond. It absorbs kinetic energy. You can't drill it, you can't blow it up. The more you hit it, the harder it gets."

“Then brief fast and brutal. Crystal’s locked dead-on the primary feeder-rift: nexus chamber under the Obsidian ruins, two leagues north via the Whispering Woods’ black trail. Hunger’s core-vein throbs strongest there—sever it clean, and local manifestations wither like starved roots.” Caelum inclined his head silver, gauntlet-whirring as he projected a crisp holo-map mid-air—ley lines fracturing vivid crimson webs across the projection, rift pinpoint throbbing like a suppurating wound-heart, pulsing in time with the crystal. “Scry-confirmed. Your diad attunement keyed it unerring—no glamour-illusions, no false trails. But the site’s a profane graveyard: Elara’s coven pyre-altars shattered,