Novel & Cerita Gemstones Universe

The gemstones, carefully designed into exquisite cuts and shapes, glimmered like captured fragments of nature's most vibrant hues. At the center of the necklace, a large emerald pendant adorned with intricate engravings caught her attention. The stone, shaped like a big wolfberry, possessed a mesmerizing depth that seemed to draw in the surrounding light. Its rich green hues, ranging from the vibrant shades of new growth to the deep tones of ancient forests, held within them the promise of growth, renewal, and the enduring strength of love.

"It can. It very much can." I looked back at the gemstone. Surprisingly, those grey patterns had disappeared. It was all black now. Jet black. "It's from the Underworld."

"Just because I'm a solo studio doesn't mean you can pawn off second-rate stones on me. I need museum-grade musgravite. The kind you'd actually send to the Smithsonian." A pause. Then his oily chuckle. "You know only three parcels of gem-quality musgravite exist worldwide—" "Yes, I know what 'extinct in the market' means," I hissed, my fingers tightening around the edge of the table. "That's why your commission would be quintuple if you—" The line went dead. I stared at the phone, my pulse roaring in my ears. Bastard. The phone rang again so suddenly it nearly slipped from my sweat-damp palm. My thumb jabbed the answer button, ready to unleash a torrent of creative profanity at Rajiv—

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.

"Exactly. They were my loyal supporters, but Jeffery was obsessed with love." "What's this miracle anyway?" Jordan asked. "It's the world's glitch," Enoch said, eyeing Randy. "You're a tech guy, son. You know no code's perfect. Even a creator leaves bugs. The gemstone's one. It fixes the world and makes it better. Mysteries exist, like planes vanishing into black holes or ships jumping centuries. That's the glitch in action." He paused and added, "Humanity's rise and those weird gaps in history are all too wild. We're just the creator's lab rats. Talk about Noah's boat. The gemstone is the key to patching this world. The gems owned by the four families were cut from it."

Deep purple, swirling script and tiny inlayed gemstones decorate all the available covers space. ‘Witches – The origin of a species.’ I recognise some of the gems, others look like they could have been stolen away from other worlds. A milky white, opaque stone, with black veins and a blue hue in the right light, stands out above the rest. I would recognise a moonstone anywhere. My thumb glides over it’s cool, polished surface and a shiver runs up my arm. The freaked out little boy inside me, yells at me to put the book down. I’m not about to argue. I place it on the table beside me and reach for the next.

Tristan asked. "I don't need anything from thee. Whereas you're the one who needs me," The mysterious voice answered. "What are ya talkin' about?" Tristan confusedly asked with his eyes and eyebrows joined together. He felt ignored because 12 gemstones suddenly appeared in front of him. He glanced at it with a questioned face. "There are 12 gemstones in front of thee," The mysterious voice started, "you'll reincarnate once you touched one of those, and each of those represents--"

I might as well go over. As I got closer, I realised it was not really a rock, more like a large gemstone. Except, it was like none I had ever seen before. My mum and dad had owned a jewellery store, and despite being young, I still remembered the precious gems that had embedded the various items. Rubies, emeralds, diamonds, sapphires…every one you could think of. But this didn’t look like any of them. In a way it was almost indescribable, appearing reflect every colour of the rainbow back at you, similar to a prism.

"Trust me, Nyssa. Pictures don't do it justice. I swear, the moment you see it again, you're going to fall in love with it all over again." By the time we reached Celestia Jewel House, I found myself genuinely looking forward to seeing it. Then I saw the display window. My steps slowed. There, resting under soft golden lights, was the necklace. The moonstone seemed to glow from within, its silvery-blue sheen shifting with every angle, while diamonds surrounded the centerpiece like tiny stars around a moon. For a moment, I simply stared. "It's really beautiful," I admitted. Gina immediately grinned. "I told you."

Jake nodded his chin toward the three trays carried by three waiters. "This is a diamond with a ruby. This gemstone is very beautiful, its red color will make you look even more stunning, Miss." The first waiter showed a set of diamonds with red gemstones. “This one has sapphire stones. This gemstone was designed by renowned diamond designer Alex Fletcher. There is only one model in the world because of its intricate and beautiful design,” said the second waiter, showing the blue diamonds. “The last thing I brought is an emerald gemstone. Its sparkling green color is very beautiful. You will attract the attention of many people with this diamond necklace and earrings, Miss Wilson,” explained