Elsa Bloodstone Novels & Stories

Licks of fire light danced across his features, shadowing parts of his expression that made him seem so much darker, and even more mysterious. "Many die, to rest peacefully after some time. A Phantom's life is much longer than an average Wolfs, however, if you do not carry Alpha blood, than you will not live forever, like myself will," Jasper told me, an my heart almost sinks a little, but I ignore it. "Unless..." he suddenly says, raising his gaze back to me.

"How...?" "The Moonstone were deeply connected to the earth, to life itself," Elias explained, a gentle smile on his face. "This is not some grand, destructive magic, Olivia. It is the very essence of life. It is feeling the pulse of the living world, and nudging it towards health.

"Your color is better. And you're moving more easily. The crystals must be doing their job." "They're amazing," I said honestly. "Where did you get them?" "They've been in the keep's stores for decades," Elias explained, returning to his organizing. "Rare items, passed down from previous healers. I've never had occasion to use them before, but the old texts said they were effective for energy stabilization." He paused, setting down the vial he'd been holding. "Luna, can I ask you something personal?" "Of course." "How are you sleeping? Any unusual dreams?"

I take several deep breaths while I keep my eyes on Ayla. She starts to walk around the room, looking at the stones and stopping in front of some that are smaller and quite ordinary, but after a few seconds, she starts walking again until she finally stops in front of a set of stones that glow silver. I know they are moonstones, that is, soul stones created from the energy of the Moon Goddess.

she said softly. Without hesitation, Keal shot to his feet, disappearing into Dax’s room. He returned moments later with one of Lyra’s sweaters, worn and soft. He handed it over like it was something sacred. Elsa took it carefully, reverently. She murmured under her breath, fingers pressing against the crystal as though drawing power from it. Slowly, her eyes turned an eerie, dull white. “Magic… pleasure… pain… deception… rage… longing… tears… desire… courage…” she gasped.

“She said my blood—my lineage—was connected to some kind of power. She wanted to use me to unlock it.” Elena exchanged a sharp look with Stefan. “Seraphina?” Elena whispered. “Or something tied to her,” Stefan said quietly. “But the locket… that was Elara’s artifact. Lightblood magic. It shouldn’t have unleashed darkness.” Cole sheathed his knife but didn’t relax. “It shattered in Lila’s hands. And when it did… something came out. Or went into her. I’m not sure.” Lila hugged her arms around herself. The memory washed over her—

"It means cruelty, hatred, and betrayal. It means a ruler who will lead the pack to destruction. Kael Blackthorn, you are not worthy to be Alpha." Kael stared at the black moonstone, his eyes wide with horror. "No," he repeated. "That's a lie! You cursed it again!" "Silence!" I said. "Elias Voss, step forward." Elias walked forward, his head held high. He pricked his fingertip with a silver dagger and let a drop of blood fall onto the moonstone. The blackness vanished. The moonstone flared to life, glowing with a brilliant, pure silver light. The light was so bright it filled the entire hall, so warm it chased away the cold.

As she got closer, she saw it was a middle-size white stone but gorgeous. “What is this?” Elsa whispered and squatted beside Gabriel. “This is what my mother gave me before she vanished from this world.” Elsa felt like Gabriel’s voice got heavy as he finished. Even more than that he was expressing himself in front of her. Some happiness just run through her heart and her hand reached for Gabriel’s hair unconsciously. “You know, this indeed from my mother. Unfortunately, I’m impuissant to use it.” Gabriel finished stroking and shifted his eyes from the thing to Elsa.

“There are stories, legends of artifacts that could help. One, in particular, could be the key.” The room tightened with suspense, the very air straining to hear. “The Moonstone Chalice,” Elias said, tracing a finger over a weathered illustration in an old book. “Legend says it was created to bind werewolf magic—or unbind it.” Gabriel’s skepticism sharpened to a fine edge. “And you just happened to stumble on this information?” “I didn’t stumble,” Elias said, his voice rough with all the paths he’d taken. “It nearly killed me. Finding you, finding this... it’s taken everything I have.”

I’m willing to try just about anything if it means I can watch my little girl grow up. "Eat a raw vegetable that isn't a garnish," she goes on. "Walk to your appointments instead of being driven to them if they’re not too far. Take the stairs. Leave your phone in another room when you sleep." She smiles serenely, reaching for a small box filled with colorful rocks. “Hmm. There are several that would help, but I don’t want to overload you. Take this one.” She hands me a dark green stone with red spots. “That’s bloodstone. It helps healthy blood circulation and clears out negative energy.”