Lookism Crystal Novels & Stories

she said, lifting the crystal up close to her mouth before placing it down on a map of Dracoterrum she had placed on a drawing table. “What is she doing with that rock?” Rex asked, sliding up close to Lizz and whispering in her ear. “Um, she is using a special scrying crystal that we bargained for from a friend of hers, it is said to hail from the time of the djinn, and from the experiments and trials we have done with it, it has proven us right” Lizz said, shuddering slightly. “Are you cold?” Rex asked, seeing Lizz shudder.

Reaching behind another pink crystal, Maria spotted a crystal pink egg adorned in gold ornaments. 'Found it!' She happily held the item in her hand before taking out her list. On the list given to each student, there were five colored crystal eggs which ranged from emerald, pink, ruby, sapphire, and topaz. "I found one!" Julian's voice rang out, holding a similar egg, only his was topaz.

Even if she were to use a breath concealing pill, it will still lose its effects. Holding the books closely to her bosom, Krystal left the pagoda with a smile. The next store she chose was the pharmacy. A number of new pills had popped up which was good for her. Apart from the other pills that were already on the shelves, two more pills had been added. There was the essence gathering pills which will aid her in her journey of cultivation and beauty retaining pills that were helpful to every female. She wanted to purchase some of those beauty pills, she was not satisfied with her average looks at all but it wasn’t time for her to rush things. She still needed to use her crystals wisely since

Iris's POV: Hello, stranger. Hey, nice dress. Ohh, nice eyes and very very nice makeup. Ohh, am I looking weird? Is there something wrong with my face? I am done. I am fucking done with you all. What the actual fuck? Why do you all look at me like I am an alien? Do I seriously look like an alien? I think to myself looking for the nth time at my white lace summer dress that I am wearing today. It's been a week that everything has happened and been a week that I started staying with them all again.

Robb glanced at her and interrupted, “ This isn't the moon crystal, it's a fake, someone made it look like the moon crystal to deceive you, ” Amaria's eyes widened in disbelief. She shook her head and tried processing everything she just heard. “ Then what is it? ” Dove asked. “ It's Larq, a crystal made from pure infant blood, this was normally used back in the days to lure Daemons into a trap. Daemons sure love the smell and taste of an infant's blood, it stimulates their appetite and makes them go madly hungry. But now it is considered as an illegal act to sell or produce this thing.” Robb explained.

Still near her ear, she asked her, quietly, "I like the way you kiss! Would you like to kiss my pussy like that?" "Oh, yeah!" Crystal answered with zero hesitation. "Please! Put your lovely wet pussy in my face, and let me stick my tongue up inside you! Oh, God! Yes! Rub your cunt all over my face!" Devlin reached down and took off Crystal's glasses, and as she stretched out to set them on the side table, she noticed that they were just clear glass. With her curiosity piqued, when she looked down at Crystal, again, she could tell that her dirty-blond hair was actually a wig, although a very good one.

I have about 30 minutes to go. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I have no idea what I’m walking into, but it’s now or never. I open my eyes and take steps inside. I follow the light with my eyes, but what I see confuses me. I walk to the middle of the room, and my eyes never leave the source of the blue light. What the hell is a crystal orb doing in this house? I flick my eyes at the walls and see talismans, herbs, and other crystals strung up. “See anything interesting?”

There, they kept watch over the Acoustic Prism. But the Prism was no longer the dormant, manageable artifact they had stolen. Removed from the Hub’s cooling systems and the Veil’s stabilizing algorithms, the crystal had become volatile. It was no longer a steady silver; it was a flickering, multi-chromatic strobe that seemed to draw energy from the very air. “It’s breathing,” Lucien noted on the fourteenth evening. He sat at the monitoring station, his silver-etched eyes reflecting the jagged light of the core. “The frequency is expanding. It’s not just broadcasting data anymore; it’s acting as a beacon.”

Celine nods and looks back at the figure. “Those crystals, the ones that Aubert used, he said that the God was charging them or something. Are they around here?” Chick nods and points to a side passage. Celine leads the group, shining her torch around to see that there was a large pool of clear water that reflected the light from the crystals that covered the ceiling. They were completely clear, much like the ones Greyson and Rosie had been collecting along the way. Under the surface of the water, the crystals looked black. Greyson mutters something and walks to the edge, to look down. Celine joins him, and hums thoughfully,

“We need the moonstone, not trinkets.” Blake rolled his eyes but kept pace, his hands stuffed into his pockets. “It looks the same to me. Shiny rock, shiny rock.” Jamie ignored him, already leaning over a counter draped in velvet. The vendor, an older woman with eyes as sharp as a hawk’s, laid out polished stones—each one glowing faintly under the sunlight. True moonstone shimmered with a silvery-blue fire, the kind the pack required for the bonding circle. “This one,” Jamie murmured, holding the stone between her palms. It pulsed faintly, alive. She traded a pouch of coins without hesitation.