Feral Dreamstone Novels & Stories

Of course, the end product of bargains with evil creatures always resulted in destruction "Once you walk out of this tent, touch the oak tree and you will wake in your desired destination. With a moonstone in your possession." "Why are you giving me the moonstone? You've clearly never let anyone leave here with it before. Why me?" For the first time since we walked into the tent, Ailine's features softened, seeming almost human. "Do you know why you need it?" Find the moonstone. It will set you free. "It will set me free." And my father, I added silently. "Then it is time, child." Aiden got up almost immediately, stopping to give me a look when I didn't do the same.

She was amazed that Ace knew about this and yet he was human. “How would I get this stone?” She asked herself when the book opened in front of her. The image of a stone in the book dazzled, she smiled before she dipped her hands into it. Pulling it out, she brought out the red-yellowish firestone and the book dropped catching up in flames. The firestone was indeed a quintessence of rare pulchritude, it was ruby-shaped, and its bright red-yellowish color gleamed. Finally, she had found it, Edmond Michael would return in no distant time. It would happen, her father would see the lights again, he would see day and night. She had made her dreams come true, determination indeed could move mountai

Jet black feathers adorned him and they all shimmered gallantly under the sun, making Hanji feel lucky and proud of Rai. Patting his neck, he quickly sat on it's back, ignoring the sharp pain he felt on his pelvis. "Let's go Rai. Let's go find Grandfather's apprentice." ❇❇❇ The red ruby was flaring. It was glowing brightly in his pockets and was emitting heat that almost burnt his right hand when he attempted to touch it. It was a charm given by his magician friend that lives in the Pacific. It warns the holder from malicious intent and desires. This ruby had saved him from a couple of scammers and troubles, but it never was this coruscant before. It would only glow a bit, like a pulse of re

Which was the Obsidian stone which was a mythical stone which could make its master the most powerful in the whole universe as it's also called as the War stone which it got due to its specialty of diminishing the opposite army in just one attack which I always wanted to achieve but everyone thought that I was mad enough to believe on such nonsense But that day I realized that the stone was not just a myth or part of the story but was in fact a reality which was on planet Axeda and hence finally it's Supreme contacted me and gave me the offer to help him in order to achieve what I have been waiting from more than 50 years in my life because he thought that his Laika (Axedian word for Son) wa

Leo muttered, his eyes fixed on a massive, glowing dais at the center of the ruins. Resting upon a pedestal of white marble was a raw, uncut gemstone that pulsed with a warm, golden rhythm—like a heartbeat echoing through the silence of the void. The Stone of Life. "We found it," Luna breathed, taking a step forward. "Stay back!" Seraphina warned, throwing her arm out to stop them. The ground groaned as a massive, spectral warden materialized before the pedestal. It was an entity composed of ancient stone and starlight, wielding a spear of pure cosmic force.

“But I know that the stone isn’t just a parasite. It’s alive. It’s conscious. And it chose to bond with you when you revealed the truth. That means something. That means there’s power in honesty that your family has never understood.” She pulled back just far enough to look at him, and her violet eyes were burning with something that looked almost like electricity. “Tell me about the stone,” she commanded. “Everything. What it wants. What it needs. Why is it keeping me alive.” Julian’s voice came out raw. “It bonds with people who can love without deception. The parasite it feeds on authenticity. It’s been rejecting the Vane family for generations because we’ve been lying. Using manipulation

“River stones. Twelve skips. You promised you would beat me one day. Before I told Father about your fears.” Lewison’s breathing hitched. His hands, which had been perfectly still only moments ago, made a faint movement at his sides as if reaching for something long gone. His eyes stayed fixed on the empty space where his brother stood, staring at nothing and seeing everything at once. His mask cracked even wider. His dark eyes grew the size of saucers and his jaw worked once, twice, then locked again. Maybe from now on, the Alpha Prince wouldn’t make the mistake of calling me just his breeder or Feywin anymore. I was now the ghost sensing Feywin or breeder. Whichever suited his mood best.

The stone floor felt cold against her bare feet. "It’s possible I might not find a mate", she said. "How can you say that?”, Lily asked, hopping off the bed and moving to Erin's wardrobe. She pulled out dresses to inspect. "You're not just pretty, you're funny, you're smart…" "I'm unshifted”, Erin cut in. Lily's hands stilled on a white cotton dress. She turned, her expression suddenly fierce. "What does that matter? Dad says the mate bond doesn't care about that stuff. It's about souls matching, not..not wolf forms."

It’s clear that it sees her as the key to unlocking something far darker. As I fight to hold the creature at bay, I feel Cheryl’s presence beside me, her determination giving me strength. The pack is rallying around us, their combined efforts pushing back against the creature’s onslaught. Despite the chaos, there’s a sense of unity and purpose among us. Suddenly, a flash of light catches my eye. I turn to see Raina standing at the edge of the camp, her face pale and her eyes filled with a mix of fear and determination. She’s holding the locket—an artifact that we had hoped would offer some clue to the prophecy’s meaning.

I dream of confusion, of tangled stories, of the chipping, grinding, carving of stones. In my dreams, I hear low rumbling growls and high pitched howling, see full moons and glittering constellations. I see Layla and Arnold holding a tiny bear cub, and Sarah and Nash riding enormous white bears into the sky. I smell Jasper beside me, feel a new claiming mark hot against my skin. I’m the first one to awake. My dream is still lingering in the front of my mind. And it gives me an idea.