Ember Twin Projection Stone Novels & Stories

My wolf—Neva—had evolved. On the third day, Luna Valarie summoned me to the far side of the forest where the trees grew older, darker. Moss crept along the trunks like velvet veins, and the air smelled ancient. We walked silently toward a dome-like structure of stone—an old tomb, overgrown yet imposing. In the center of the tomb stood an orb, hovering just above a stone pedestal. It pulsed softly with a glow that changed from moonstone silver to deep amethyst, as if the very air around it hummed in recognition.

Both Jesse and Hayden snapped their heads up at me. "I got her." He squeezed his arms around me. "Where is the stone?" Jesse's eyes shot wide, and he looked down at Cole. "Cole?" he asks, and Cole's eyes start to open. "Did you get it?" His eyes slowly dropped to his hands, and he opened his palms to find the stone he was holding. The stone was oval-shaped and glowed in a faint bluish light. I could practically feel the pure energy radiating from the stone, and Jesse's eyes widened in surprise, it seemed that he could also feel the pure energy radiating from the stone.

It’s smooth on all sides, slightly oblong, and a deep ebony color that seems to swallow the little bit of light that filters down from the moon and stars overhead. Given that the stone comes from the realm of shadows, I expect it to hold some kind of sway over me. Or for it to soothe the shadows inside me, the way being close to the shadow realm does. But there’s something almost perverted about the stone, as if being in Quinton’s grasp for so long has changed it. Warped it away from its original purpose.

“Elena—” “I move now,” I said. “Before she expects movement. Before she has positioned whatever she has positioned at the original site.” I looked at the companion stone in Rhys’s hand. “The stones. Both of them. They came from the original site. The frequency in them will strengthen as I get closer.” “Like a compass,” Rhys said. “Yes,” the old woman said. “Exactly like that.” I looked at Damien. “The twins,” I said. “Stay here,” he said immediately. “Edmund. The old woman. Marta. Four warriors minimum.” He held my gaze. “Non-negotiable.”

The elder, heart aching, still had to ask, "Are you sure this will stop them from unleashing chaos?" "It's made from the World Tree. Their connection's cut, so they can't." That was the reply. The Demons' commander scoffed and said, "You're harsh with your own wives. Almost admirable, in a demonic way." "The Twin Blossoms of Ruin deserve nothing less," Rein said. Blood tears fell from my eyes; my every memory of Rein turned to dust and echoes. However, even with their research, those two harbored doubts. So, Rein leaned in close and whispered, "This is just to buy time. I swear I'll come to the Demon World to save you."

When her eyes opened, I could have sworn that they flashed with a shock of green fire. “This stone is kammeririte. It opens your third eye, and allows you to see hidden truths. I will hold it in my hand, and you will hold onto it, and me, as well.” Then she looked up at Rowan, her legs pulled up beneath her on the porch swing seat, and her entire demeanour changed. She smiled, a sweet, old lady smile, and she nodded at a box of matches that had been discarded on the steps. “Rowan, darling, could you light this candle for us, please?”

Eventually, she sighed “Hubby, come here but don't touch me.” Joshua smile an this over to Ysabelle, leaning his head on her shoulder. Ysabelle was at last now. She gave up and said “Hubby, I have something for you.” What is?” Joshua asked perking up a little. “Look at this. When I was in the A****n forest, I saw this by the river when I was getting some water to drink,” Ysabelle took out the transparent stone the size of an eyeball from her pocket as she explained. The stone was tinted slightly in red.

My jaw dropped as I looked carefully at the image of the stone. The same stone, encased in my mother's locket, was not just a beautiful gem; it was a legendary artifact with mystical properties. The Arctic stone, described in the book as a legendary gem, possessed mystical properties. It could grant unparalleled power to its possessor, but the condition was as extraordinary as the stone itself – a single drop of essence from every existing supernatural species. The revelation left me breathless, my mind swirling with questions about my mother's possession.

asked Edmund thoughtfully. Bowen took out a pair of rings and handed one to Edmund. The ring had the cat's eyes in the middle. "Wear this ring. Turn the stone to the right once if you want to talk to me. Turn the stone to the left once if you want to talk to Berk. Turn the stone back to its original position if you don't want to talk. This stone is a magic stone for communication, but if it is not used, you should put it in all positions to save magic energy," said Bowen.