Novel & Cerita Hidden Gem Synonym

I was still puzzled about how we had entered the hidden society. "That gem or crystal you gave to the beggar isn’t just an ordinary gem, is it?" I asked. "Exactly! It isn’t ordinary," Dale confirmed. "The gem contains a substantial amount of mana, along with a crystal-like substance that holds other precious items for trade." It seemed that the crystal was more than a mere trinket—it was a container for things like magic, weapons, gold, rare materials, or even living creatures and souls. "That sounds illegal. How am I supposed to return to the flower shop?" I expressed my frustration.

"You've got no right to talk about love. A hidden girlfriend? Nah, just my replacement." Anger surged within me. Before I could shoot back, her smile turned cruel. She shoved past me, knocking my shoulder hard. "Know your place." Her footsteps faded, leaving me clutching my chest. The pain was unbearable. Luke failed me, but Karma always came back around. Once I calmed down, I went home. Mike called. "Your fiancé got you an animal biology book with real specimens inside. Pretty cool, right? How are you going to thank me?"

I say absentmindedly, “Verdant is beautiful.” The old man hummed at me, leaning against his steering stick, “'mm, ye could say that there but no one would agree with ye. It be not a shame that there we be covered by mist. It be a blessin' in disguise! Verdant's a 'idden gold mine.” “What do you mean by that?” Auster asked, giving me a small nod. I immediately understood what he was trying to do. “Do you mean there’s treasure here that you wanted to hide from the rest of the world?”

I didn’t touch it yet. “We intercepted news this morning,” he said. “An undocumented mine was discovered two days ago. The samples recovered are pure. Gold. With only 0.2% impurities. This rare white gold has the closest similarities with the lost stone used in the creation of the Abalone Ryn gem.” Now that caught my interest. I leaned back slightly, steepling my fingers. “Location?” He hesitated, exchanging a glance with Man 1. “Spit it out,” I said. My voice, cold like the Antarctic wind, caused the room temperature to drop.

"I always told you that 'sister' of yours is nothing but a conniving bitch. A poisonous snake right under green grass but you never understood. See why I said she has eyes for your man?" "He's not my man" Even though I can't deny the fact that she told me. My best friend Veronica always had that gift. The one that could tell perfectly how genuine a person was. She was more of a clairvoyant too. Which was sometimes horrifying as I wonder if I've befriended a human or some other creature. "What did you do?" "Nothing"

I whisper under my breath. Looking afar, I see "myself" mocking me. I can't lie. I know that peace is one thing I won't get in this lifetime. And seeing how the world is now, I'd rather be greedy for a house that has an unlimited food supply, a bed with fluffy pillows, and an everyday rain. Who am I kidding? I already have those. Well, except for the everyday rain, that is. "Diviana. If you would please permit me to ask, are you done having a moment with yourself?"

as her bastard daughter to help her prepare for war. I move around the room, packing satchels with hex bags, potions, powders, casting gems—everything she might need. That’s when she enters, speaking to her second-in-command. “Where did they find it?” she demands of Sybil. “In one of the underwater caves in Loch Ness. Hiding in the aura of the monster there.” The Red One cackles. “Clever. I suppose it’d have to be, to have survived this long.” She throws her hood back. Her beauty is sharp and cruel. Her white hair gleams like bone, and deep lines frame her twisted grin.

Lucky for me, there was a spiritual spring among the nobles' possessions, and I submerged my serpent egg in its waters. Yasmin looked down on my efforts to enhance the serpent egg with the spring's power. "Selena, no matter how much you try to improve that serpent egg, it's still just that – a serpent egg. It'll never become a Wyvern. "However, me? I've got the real deal – a Griffin egg. I don't have to lift a finger, and what comes out will be a Griffin, no doubt about it." Yasmin's taunts did not faze me. Day in and day out, I tended to the serpent egg with waters from the mystical spring, while Yasmin neglected her Griffin egg, leaving it to gather dust in the corner of the room.

I’ve kept this discovery to myself for a reason. If he finds out, he’ll only waste it, just like he always does. He’d trade the gems away for his indulgences in the human lands… expensive wines, luxury items, and all sorts of useless things that serve no real purpose to us. This place, it’s too valuable for that. I had something different in mind for these gems, something far more strategic than just storing or trading them. If handled properly, they could bring real advantage to our pack. I stayed down in the pit I had personally dug, a wide and deep trench carved out of the earth, hidden from plain sight. It was the perfect place to work undisturbed. One by one, I examined each gem under t