Emerald Dream Rares Novels & Stories

It feels unreal to think of a time where Skylar will no longer be a guilty dread. “Well, I think I can help, here,” and tips out the black velvet bag where four fat shining emeralds beckon. She steadily places one in each of the others hands. “Don’t sell these short, they are worth so much money. You can buy houses, set yourselves up howeverr you need..” She pressed the last one into my hand, and her pale-green eyes shone with pride. “It’s time to go.” I looked around at the three of them, all staring into their now-shining palms. I said, "Thank you," but it came as a gruff bark.

This type of top-grade Dark and Light Emerald was worth 10% or 20% more than its original worth if it was sold in the market. Moreover, it had incredible effects when used for cultivation. It was normal for this emerald to be absorbed very quickly. It also had huge storage. The most important characteristic it had was that it contained a thick Dark and Light Order of the Path aura. It had incredible effects when it came to enlightenment on the Orders of the Path. In other words, it was possible to earn ten times the normal amount if this Dark and Light Emerald was sold in the market. Yet, Chase had offered it up just like that.

Because she was different from the rest. Emerald was born half werewolf and half spirit. Her mother, Jade, was a water spirit. While her father was a werewolf warrior. That's the reason. Emerald's wolf, Amara, was pure white with a stripe of blue and green beginning on its head towards the body. Her eyes' color was just like Emerald's - bluish-green. Her body built was bigger than the typical size of a she-wolf. She has strength and courage compared to a wave. And her attitude was calm and caring, just like the water.

'HE IS crazy, very crazy!' A ruby emerald is one of the rarest and most exquisite jewels known to mankind. It has a combination of both ruby and emerald whilst the color mixes with each other, creating an infusion of both colors, also considered rare because of the quality of mana that it contains. It can even hold up to a dragon's lifeforce and can withstand all disasters, but within the early stage of its formation can it be considered as fragile. If it reaches maturation, it can never be crushed nor broken.

Seeing that, Lewis suddenly had an ominous premonition and quickly spoke up, "Miss Harriet, Mr. Darryl, are you alright?" As soon as he finished speaking, Lewis seemed to see something that made his face turn to shock, and he stumbled and fell to the ground. He quickly got up and shut the door. What the stone cutter had just revealed was none other than one of the rarest jewels, emerald! And this emerald was no ordinary piece. It wasn't like the common ones found on the market. Top-grade green gemstones were extremely rare, even unheard of in many cases. To say nothing of the excellent quality green gemstones, top-grade emerald could just be a fantasy for many jewel enthusiasts.

The deep green stones would complement her eyes—the same eyes she'd passed down to me. "Do you think you can outbid her?" Charlotte whispered, her eyes darting toward the front row where Ethan and Olivia sat. I clutched my auction paddle tighter. "I have to try." The auctioneer cleared his throat dramatically. "Ladies and gentlemen, we now present lot thirty-two: the Emerald Legacy Collection. This extraordinary set features rare emeralds known for their healing properties, set in platinum with intricate wolf motifs. We'll start the bidding at ten million dollars." Several paddles rose immediately. The price climbed steadily—twelve million, fifteen million, eighteen million.

Arley The emerald ring sitting on the table looks strangely familiar, like mine. The one I gave to my mate that night. My legs move before I can think about it any further, my hand hovering over it for a second before finally picking it up carefully. It’s the exact same design. My mother once told me that the emerald rings made from the old moonstone mold were rare because only a few high-ranking bloodlines could afford them. Still, seeing something this similar here of all places makes my feet cold.

The price of this gemstone is just the flow of his company in a day, for him it's just a little pocket money for her. Elena's eyes were caught by one of the dark green gemstones, the whole thing was a young girl picking a ballet dancer and the crown on top of her head was set with that dark green gemstone, the back was designed in the style of a brooch. "This is the best colour emerald, is recently dug out of the recent new mine in Brazil, this clarity although it is medium but its saturation is very high, the appearance of the design we invited is also the famous jewellery designer Phyllis personally designed to manipulate, the global limited edition of no more than 20 pieces."

As no one else could afford a higher price and they were afraid of Winston's actions, the bidding came to a halt. Larissa replied calmly, "I'm sorry, but I'm not selling." Winston persisted, "You have three pieces, right? I'll offer 30 million dollars for one. Think it over. Besides me, no one here can afford this price." 30 million dollars? Larissa blinked as her interest piqued. However, these three emerald pieces had real value. Thousand-year-old emeralds were rare and known for their spiritual energy. She needed that energy to aid Galileo's recovery.

"This is the promise of the future." He opened the box. Inside was a simple, platinum band—delicate, strong, and completely devoid of ostentation. It held one small, perfect emerald, the color of the deepest moss in her nursery. "I found this at a local antique shop," Elias explained, his voice low and earnest. "No tracking device, no insurance appraisals, no corporate history. It’s just metal and a stone the exact color of your eyes when you’re looking at your hydrangeas."