Lookism Crystal Novels & Stories

He said, with the calm of a monk ‘It just feels good. Until we were seven and Clarisse showed up, we were inseparable. He is beautiful, with a charm I have never seen before, even though he insists on his shoulder length hair dyed in black, covering most of his face that gives him a goth look. The orphanage forbids us to have piercings or tattoos, but I’m sure that if we were allowed to have them, he’d have them from head to toe. His blue eyes are not something he can hide, as they are so bright, they could see inside one’s soul. He always had an innocent face, the one that you would follow without questioning. As we grew, he became a 6′3 tall man, with broad shoulders, but as he hates going

What came into Clar’s view Was a pile of fabric. Thin. Almost weightless. Like cicada wings. Pure white. Soft blue. She reached out. Touched it. Soft. Smooth. Silky. Completely different from rough beast fur. Just holding it She could already imagine it. Cool. Breathable. Perfect for summer. Her eyes brightened Then dimmed. Fifty blue crystals. Her fingers paused. Her excitement cooled instantly. Too expensive… Lucas noticed everything. Her fingers. Her hesitation. Her gaze. He misunderstood it completely.

The room was bathed in a soft blue glow, emanating from the crystal's pulsating core. Thais Elias stepped forward, his eyes locked onto the crystal. "This is it, Luna. Our chance to bring forth the clarity and power we seek." His voice trembled with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. Luna approached the crystal cautiously, its enchanting glow casting an otherworldly shimmer on her face. She reached out, her hand trembling with a mix of nerves and determination. As her fingers brushed against the smooth surface, a surge of energy coursed through her body, igniting a warmth deep within her soul.

Vastria had to ask. “This crystal is a light crystal. It lights up by heat. It is best to breath on it, so it takes in the warmth from you. As long as I hold it in my hand it should stay glowing. If it does not feed off of heat, it will lose light.” Elcid explained. Vastria nodded understanding. Off in the distance, the howls of wolves cut through the air. It did not stop for nearly five minutes then dead silence. Not even the crickets could be heard. Elcid stood on alert as Vastria looked towards the direction of the howling sound.

“I have an idea… I have something—please, just listen—!” I stepped forward. Flames licked higher, hungry. “Speak,” I snarled. He fumbled in his satchel—hands shaking so violently he nearly dropped the bundle twice. Cloth fell away. In his palms: a crystal the size of a fist. Clear as glacial ice. Veined with liquid silver that pulsed slow, steady, alive.

With that, Liam smirked at her when Crystal was also looking at him as she also wondered, will she really be able to see that scene? Even though she was in a mess with her thoughts but she could still see some eyes stuck on her as some Werewolves could clearly see her with Liam, and this attention gave her cold feet, making her anxious and scared. Even though she was trying her best not to catch their eyes but it was not possible as long as she was with Liam. "Thank you again, but I really hope this time you'll leave me alone." Saying it, Crystal again took back her hand from his hold and walked away, far away from Liam, who just smiled after seeing her departing back as he just couldn't hel

It's getting farther away. Until they stopped at a place, the gathering place of the towering mountains of treasures. Right in the middle of the prices of gold and gems, there was a table that was storing a small blue crystal. The fake first uncle and the black shadow who saw the small blue crystal immediately approached him. These crystals appear radiant, and sparkle and tempt anyone to have them. "Is this the dragon crystal I'm looking for?" asked the fake first uncle to the black shadow while in awe of this blue crystal.

Marking their partner, hands off. Crystal next to Jackson. She is as good looking as Delilah except she was blonde with light complexion. Same large breasts, but concealed a little more. But her eyes, oh my gosh, her eyes were crystal blue. I liked her at the bar, now even more at the table. 'Jackson, how do you manage to get all the good ones? I am jealous,' Crystal said. I blushed. She likes me, a shemale likes me! 'Crystal, we are just friends.'

"Let's help me find the grimoire." After passing the long hall, they reached an antechamber and stopped in their tracks. One wall was ruined, and chill outdoor air flooded in. But the other walls! They were encrusted with minerals of every hue. Rose quartz crystals like pink diamonds, spiky red rubies, forest green malachite, and peacock coal were clustered side by side with topaz, tourmaline, amethyst, garnet, and opal.

“Leo” “I am on my way” Leo’s voice boomed through the link and within minutes he was racing by my side picking up the scent. Rounding the pack border suddenly the trail just ended, like evaporated without a trace. Along the ground there was a ring of burn ground and smell of smoke and the white Horehound herb thick in the air. Along the ground we found crushed Malachite, Moonstone and Amethyst crystals. "The fucking bastard teleported" Letting a howl into the night sky it was filled with pain and anger.