Jaune X Emerald Novels & Stories

Jai nodded before putting down the recipe near the cutting board. He then turned his attention to his left where Mac’s table was. He could see the orange head holding up an accessory, a round jewel with green color. It was around three centimeters in diameter and looked shiny under the lamp light. “Hey, Mac, that’s the charm?” Jai asked, walking over to Mac’s table to see it more clearly. Mac nodded without turning his attention away from the jewel. “But this is not a real emerald," the orange head said as he twirled the jewel in his hand.

Saxon commented, his gray eyes glinting. Tristan sighed at Saxon's words and immediately became serious. There was no trace of his earlier personality and attitude, what's left is what makes him the emperor's aide. "What do you want in return?" His voice was cold and unwelcoming. Saxon smirked at Tristan's attitude and placed the jewel on his hand, letting the sun hit it so it changes colors. A true ruby emerald will transition from red to green, and when light hits it, both colors mixed and as if it was dancing with each other as they swirl around.

“Are there more people aboard?” “Just me and Adrien,” Emerald says, his grin blinding me with not one, but two shiny golden caps. He’s decked out in what can only be described as “pirate chic”: loose white shirt tucked into shorts that are criminally short, and enough necklaces to stock a jewelry stall. “I get the whole room down there to myself. Bloody grand, if you ask me.” Before I can press for more, Adrien groans, rubbing his temples like my voice is personally giving him a migraine. “Emerald, quit giving her information. Don’t you see what she’s trying to do?”

asked Jayne, then she sipped her orange juice slowly. "I like Emerald and diamond, but I thought Madam—" "Then I will buy you a diamond ring and an emerald necklace, let Alvin put them on your finger and around your neck," Jayne said sincerely and warmly, making Ivy feel uncomfortable. "I don't deserve anything of value from you, after all I am pregnant with another man. You are very kind to me," Ivy whispered, she said it with a very deep feeling and almost cried with emotion.

Ding Hao decided to integrate the remaining five pieces of Jade in Stone and use all possible means to improve his strength. "The second piece, the Deep Earth Jade in Stone." The second piece of Jade in Stone picked by Ding Hao was also yellow in color. Unlike the "Golden Jade in Stone" with a noble, bright golden color, this piece of jade had an orange color, which gave off an aura of solemnity reliability, just like the calm earth under people's feet.

Her eyes were ember. “What do you want?!I am in no mood for jokes! I am having a very bad day!” She snarled at him. Her fiery red eyes almost rendered him speechless. For the first time, Ice was at a loss for words.

They clean up the kitchen and both girls get ready, changing into their swimsuits. Kelanar's is a baby blue two piece. She wants to have fun with her sister and hopes she can keep her sadness at bay. Eve comes into Kelanar’s room in a green two piece and a bright smile. She knows her sister has an issue with the river, but she knows she needs to work past it too. “Are you ready?” asks Eve. “Yeah, I am just putting my hair up,” says Kelanar as she grabs her towel after putting her black hair up in a ponytail. Her birth mark of the crescent moon shows more with her hair out of her face.

(Grace's POV) "At this point, the only hope is that Olivia Stone will stop bidding on that Emerald Legacy Collection," Charlotte murmured beside me, her voice barely audible over the excited chatter filling Crescent Hall. I nodded, though we both knew it was wishful thinking. The emerald jewelry set, renowned for its subtle healing properties beneficial to werewolves, would start at ten million dollars. My stomach tightened as I thought about my grandmother Eleanor. Her seventieth birthday deserved something special, and this collection would be perfect. The deep green stones would complement her eyes—the same eyes she'd passed down to me.

Dustin said flatly. With a deep breath, Irene finally opened the pouch. In an instant, a brilliant green light shot out. Irene paused for a second before carefully pulling out the object inside. It was a Verdigris Emerald, as large as a goose egg. Even under the dazzling lights of the evening, the green glow it emitted was almost blinding. Aaron and Phoebe stood frozen in shock. “Is... is that a Verdigris Emerald? A piece this big?” someone stammered in disbelief.

“Are you sure they’re not part of some conglomerate? Surely there has to be someone we can contact. There has to be someone who owns this thing.” I’m getting frustrated. Not because I don’t like the idea of Émeraude, but because of how elusive the owner or the person in charge is. I feel like I’m going crazy trying to find out who’s managing this whole thing. Benjamin and I are in my office, digging up all the information we can find about Émeraude. I’ve seen some of their stores, all with this signature deep green color. They have deep green boxes. Most of their jewelry are emeralds, which complements the name. They have a certain vintage aesthetic that people love. I’ve seen nothing but po