Dr Stone Art Novels & Stories

I say, and the way Becky’s mouth tightens tells me she’s already cross-referenced five charity galas and three shell companies and it’s definitely Stone behind it, but not his signet. “Torin Vale’s personal crest variant,” she says, too mild. “Stone’s fixer. If Drake is wearing his ring, he thinks the man’s shadow protects him.” “Take his shadow,” I say, and tap the intercom. The little red light glows under my finger. Drake’s gaze slides to the grill. His smile warms. “Miss Dalton,” he purrs. “Or is it Luna Dalton now? I confess, I can’t keep up with your promotions.”

Now, I was alone. "Nika..." and there was Kelvin. "Yes?" I answered. "I'm going to head out," he told me. "Are you crazy? It's 1 a.m. Why don't you just spend the night here?" I offered. "I don't know. I—" "I won't take no for an answer," I interrupted firmly. "Okay, fine," he relented with a smile. Kelvin's P.O.V "Miss, to win the prize, you need to throw those darts at the dartboard. If you hit the bullseye, you get that huge teddy bear over there," the shop owner explained, pointing to a massive teddy bear with a heart-shaped logo on its tummy.

"Jasmine, is there any chance you know Adrian Stoneclaw? I checked the council records, and it looks like he is involved with your master guild." Adrian Stoneclaw is the most renowned moonstone artisan in the entire Moonshadow Dominion, and truly the only sculptor I would ever trust with an ancestral commission. According to the pack heralds, he is a guest master at the Royal Academy where Jasmine studies. It seemed natural to assume their paths had crossed. Jasmine freezes, her silver fork hovering halfway to her mouth with a piece of smoked venison. The expression on her young face makes me instantly hold back a laugh. She looks utterly horrified by my question.

Nylian smiled. "We will meet a few days after in the castle." Nylian furrowed, "What—" he couldn't ask him why they would meet there because the small creature already disappeared between the crowd. He shrugged and continued walking, seeing the villagers greeting him with a wide smile made him feel better. He stopped in front of an accessory dealer because a brooch caught his attention. It was silver with small amethysts decorating it. The small purple stones reminded him of the eyes of the mysterious young guard who had kept him company from time to time. Jeyrha.

It was as if the place was barren from all life except the lingering vegetation. Liza moved from beside me in awe and started trekking away, her fingers sliding against the stone sculptors. Neither of us talked, afraid of breaking the peaceful silence that had befell this place. I eyed the positions of each statue curiously. They all seemed so real. The features of the people were so enhanced and profound that if it were painted in colour, you would have mistaken them for real people. Their eyes were wide with terror and their mouths were gaping open in a silent plea for help. Some were frozen in running positions while others were stooped, cowering from an unknown force.

Silver band, unpolished, set with a single oval stone that was the color of the deep ocean before a storm. I was almost sure I was hallucinating it. This was a precious stone. A blue dravite tourmaline, pristine and uncut! My mother had only ever held one in her life! Why was it sitting here, abandoned in a little unknown shop? I tapped the glass lightly. “This one,” I said. The shop owner, a tiny man with small, keen eyes, shuffled over. “Ah, that old thing? Nobody has wanted it for years.” He unlocked the case and placed it in my palm.

Grabbing me in a tight hug. My name is Atlas Moun. I am 19 years old and I am the Alpha of the Moon Stone Pack. I was in my office going over my current pack reports when my phone began to ring. I picked up my cell phone and looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Alpha Drake from the Lunar Eclipse Pack calling. "I wonder what he wants?" I asked myself as I picked up my cell phone to answer his call. "Hello Alpha Atlas. Speaking, how can I help you, Alpha Drake?" I asked.

“Let me introduce myself, Miss Holland. I am Dominic Stone” Upon hearing his name with its tremendous meaning and resonance, I burst out into a frenzied laughter. I could only imagine the look on their faces. And I definitely caught him off guard. “Did I say something wrong, Miss?” His voice changed, but not that much. It was somehow shocking. “You would have to excuse my audacity, please, but Dominic Stone? I mean the actor Dominic Stone?” “Him, in person!” he spoke to me resolutely. “Oh, no! Doctor Declan, please tell me this is a joke” I kept placing this on a stupid thing of the destiny.

Destiny was a very beautiful girl which everyone cherished, her beauty always amazed everyone both the rich and poor. She has rapid growth, long hair and round face. I take good care of her with all the power in my capacity. Now she is five years old but looks like seven years old due to her rapid growth. There is no money to sponsor her in school, so I started teaching her at home with little experience I have. After we have done our daily job, helping people with their household work like sweeping the floor, washing of plates, washing of clothes. We will be given token money which is almost used for consumption.

As I am a single child, I am enjoying the feeling of having a sister. Anyway, coming to the present solution, we all are watching the clients wanting to enter Mr.Stone’s cabin, but he is not allowing them. After ten minutes, Mr.Stone came outside his cabin and stood in front of them with a stern expression. Does he ever smile? “What do you want?” he asked them. “We all want you to take your complaints back, and we will not cancel our deals.” One client said as if he is doing charity. “Why would I make that mistake and deal with you all?” Mr.Stone asked arrogantly.