Deer Crystal Novels & Stories

This crystal seemed crucial to its survival and its connection to the cave. It was a large, pulsating gem with a vibrant color—perhaps a deep orange or yellow, like the sun. It glowed with the same eerie light as Stalagtor’s eyes and was clearly integral to its life force. I extended my hand, trying to touch the crystal when I heard its roar again. I jumped back as another round of explosions sounded. Clutching at my chest, I felt an intense throbbing. A bright light illuminated the cavern, making me blink furiously. My eyes watered from the glare, and I shut them again.

She glared at Gabe. He chuckled, turning the page of his book. "You could be." He mumbled and Ruby grabbed her book and chucked it right at his head. "I hate you!" She screamed. "I know, but you also can't resist me." He wagged his eyebrows at her then moved from his seat to the one next to mine. "See this!" He pointed to a page with a bunch of different crystals. "If we can find the opaque crystal we can contain Dietus power, control him to do our bidding. All these crystals," he turned to the next page and next. "They all come from dragons. Their scales were made of them and each contain different power. A white dragon with purple eyes were the rarest and most powerful."

Shandy ordered, sounding like she was still very much in pain. A few dragon elites hurried off to the back of the main hall. After a while, they came back carrying a flaming object. It was a fiery red crystal that was as big as a basketball. It was shining radiantly and it brightened the entire hall. ‘Is this the Fire Spirit Crystal?’ Darryl’s eyes flashed as he stared at the crystal closely, feeling stunned. Darryl knew that that thing was an extremely rare piece of treasure. It contained the essence of heaven and earth. The Fire Spirit Crystal was usually produced by the magma in the deepest part of a volcano. Similar to the White Lily Cold Flame, it was the essence of fire.

I thеn kissed hеr mоuth. "Dо уоu knоw what kind оf gems stones уоu аrе wеаrіng, Clаrеttе?" "Nо Sіr?" "Thеу аrе carnelian, a form оf translucent rеd аgаtе. It іѕ sometimes referred tо as "cornelian" rаthеr thеn "саrnеlіаn", thе "соr" tо thе Latin mеаnіng "of the hеаrt."

Inside the spirit ship, it was empty except for the six-sided crystal that seemed to be carelessly tossed aside. This six-sided crystal was the size of a human head and it was exuding a faintish red light. Fane Woods scanned it again with his divine sense and did not detect anything dangerous about it so he bent down and picked it up. He brought the crystal closer to his face and examined it carefully. He discovered that there were crystals of various sizes and colors floating within the crystal. These small crystals also happened to be six-sided.

Dylan explained. "Let's say we acquire those items. Dragon pearl doesn't look like something that would be used in a serum; it can't be broken into pieces or powdered." "You are right. The dragon pearl isn't going to be used to make a serum. We are looking to make a mini Luna's halo."

Greyson looks surprised, but smirks and nods, “It’s fine. I’m surprised that you didn’t shout more, never mind staying as still as you did. But I’m grateful that you did.” He picks up the cylinder and studies it more closely. She could see now that it was very similar to the sphere, with the three layers of metal filigree floating gently within themselves with a black crystal also floating in the centre, but it was a long thin crystal instead. “This is some fucked up shit. I can destroy it for you, if you want…” Celine nods, “Please do.” Greyson holds his hands out to them and the crystals gradually change colour to clear as dark smoke drifts off them and vanishes in the air. A few moments l

The ballroom was a sea of shimmering silk and low, quiet murmurs. Thousands of crystals in the chandeliers caught the light, but the heaviest thing in the room was resting right against my neck. The "Cursed" Emerald felt unnaturally cold. It was a dark, deep green that seemed to drink in the light rather than reflect it. Every time I passed a mirror, I caught a look at myself. I looked powerful, but I felt like I was standing on a trapdoor.

Elana held the necklace in her palm. She held it up. The pearlescent gem, a rough, unpolished stone. It was dark, a swirling mix of deep moss green and slat gray, looking less like a jewel and more like a piece of the mountain itself. “This,” Elana announced, “is an Earthstone.”

I said quietly, "is something I've been searching for since before our reunion." Carefully, I unwrapped the silk, revealing a rare, ancient moon-crystal nestled within. The translucent stone glowed with a soft inner light that pulsed gently, almost like a heartbeat. Aurora leaned forward, curiosity overriding her usual reserve. "Is that..." "A memory crystal," I confirmed. "But not just any memory crystal." I placed it gently in her open palms. The moment her fingers closed around it, the crystal's glow intensified slightly, responding to her touch.