Deer Crystal Novels & Stories

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

Inside was a heart—shaped crystal, pink in color, extremely beautiful. "God. So beautiful!" Cassie picked it up and spread it out in her hands. The pink crystal was naturally transparent, and it was so beautiful that it could captivate one's heart. "This is a rare crystal I found in an ice cave in the Arctic. It was made into a necklace and it has your name on it."

This was an enormous blue jewel. Diamonds encrusted the necklace chain, while the pendant showcased a smooth, transparent, and extremely dazzling dark blue gem in the shape of a teardrop. When Dexie saw this, even more tears ran down her face. She had seen this necklace in a magazine before. There was only one necklace of its kind in the entire world. We named the necklace the Heart of the Ocean. The necklace’s designer claimed to have given it to a true lost love.

I said tapping my ears and making more obvious the pair of earrings that Asmodeus had given to Asra on her 500th birthday as duchess. That was expected of Asra, of the ancient Asra and maybe that’s why he just ignored it. Sometimes it would be nice to be someone seen as futile. We entered the carriage before he had time for more questions and on the way, the king did not take his eyes off me. "I thought I had refused this gift," he said as if he was pulling something and instinctively touched my ears. The earrings of Asmodeus. They were made of crimson stones, an ancient crystal that was born only in the ninth territory and could only be collected by the power of a dragon.

It probably wouldn't have been ideal for anyone else, and hell, Nikki may hate me for not making more of a production out of it, but either way, I stuck my hand into my pocket. She focused on our son, yet I knew the moment she saw the diamond that glittered in the white-gold setting. I heard the gasp seconds before she moved her fingers to her mouth. When she pulled back enough for me to see her eyes, radiant blues and deep greys feathered from her pupils, and tears pooled, threatening to cascade down her cheeks. I hated to see her cry, but this was when she was the most beautiful...when she was vulnerable.

The creature was suspended like a museum display, its six-inch ivory finger-needles outstretched, its four-hinged jaw locked open in a silent, calcified scream. Cattleya brought down her heavy iron mallet, striking the center of the creature”s thoracic plate. CRACK. The solid white torso shattered like porcelain, spilling a fine, dry powder across the frozen floor. Inside the hollowed chest cavity, where the raw harvest enzyme had once bubbled, there was only a dense, petrified core”a cluster of purple, glass-like crystals that glowed with a faint, dying luminescence. Cattleya reached into the white dust with her gloved fingers, extracting a single, thumb-sized crystal. She brought it up to

It’s floating on its own. The precious stones shone brightly from the moment they entered the room. Demetria faced Clarice. “Dear, that diamond floating above the table is called the core. It’s the lifeblood of this sacred house and mountain. Starve it and this house and mountain will fall apart, and the vampire beasts will escape their hibernation chamber and create havoc on earth.” Clarice smiled in relief. She never expected the diamond to be the mysterious core. In her mind, she was imagining a scary monster hiding in the dark, ready to drink her blood.

Kareela is the elder's great-granddaughter. We went inside a room where old books are kept, there we saw an old lady holding a book that is the same size as the book of origin, and beside the old lady is the man who has wings. I held Zale by the end of his clothes and looked at him with a warning look and he just nodded out of submission. "You're here fated child of the goddess Tana and the fated child of the goddess Sedna, we would like to ask of you." I would like to just go out of this very room because this old lady is creeping the hell out of me. Her eyes are pure white, with no signs of the pupil or what-so-ever. Zale hid behind me, as if he can hide, he is basically taller than me.

A soft, ethereal pink light spilled into the dim office. Tristan leaned forward, his fatigue momentarily forgotten. Inside the crate, resting on beds of protective straw, were clusters of crystalline minerals. They were beautiful, formed in overlapping, petal-like layers that mimicked the shape of blooming flowers. They pulsed with a slow, rhythmic internal light, casting dancing shadows on the walls.

Titus glanced at Frank with a triumphant look before saying, "Well, I can say that I can trade you with something much better than the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom… May I ask if you've heard of the Celestial Dew?" "The Celestial Dew?!" While everyone did not react to the name, Frank's eyes widened as he lost his composure right then. It was a treasure of Draconia too, and one that would not lose to the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom!