Moonstone Novels & Stories

Once we were there, I sat down on a seat, and he settled down on a chair a few feet away, his gaze pinned on me. "What?" I scowled. "Are you really just going to stare at me all day?" He ignored my question, and I gripped my hair in frustration, placing the book on the table. Muttering under my breath in irritation, I flipped over the pages until I found info on the moonstone. According to the book, it was a round stone which contained power whose main source was the undying moon goddess. Apparently, it had the power to heal and destroy. It made sense that it was the only thing that could end Alpha Daxton's miserable life.

I blinked, surprised, “Wait for what?” He opened the box and nestled inside, glittering under the soft yellow light, was the most exquisite necklace I’d ever seen. A delicate chain of pure platinum, holding a single pendant shaped like a crescent moon encrusted with tiny diamonds. In the center of the crescent sat a deep blue sapphire, shaped like a teardrop. “This.” He said reverently, “Is the Nightshade Jewel.

The walls were lined with runes, each one glowing and pulsing faintly. And in the center of the circle, Rowena stood, calm as ever, her hands folded in front of her. The priestesses were already preparing the Moonstone, placing it on a pedestal between us; a glowing gem as big as a wolf’s heart, carved from crystal blessed by the first daughters of the Moon Goddess. It shimmered in soft blue light, responding to truth and blood and sacred vows. Rowena’s friends stood behind her again, silent as before. I still hadn’t figured out who they were exactly—guards? Sisters? Shadows?—but they didn’t speak, and their eyes didn’t leave me for even a second.

Swallowing a thick lump down my throat, I held onto my skirts and sauntered into the room. Looking around, it seemed that Zain was more than accurate. There were too many things to see and a strange door had to be the least important on the list. One of them being a blue translucent rock sitting in the middle of the room. It seemed to glow as brightly as the fireflies in the greenroom at night and I had an odd feeling that it had to do with the amount of power it carried in it. “You have the moonstone?” The words flew out of my mouth before I even got a chance to stop them.

she groaned and we all looked between each other, wondering if she was about to crush our hopes as quickly as she built it up. “I wasn’t given an exact name,” she dug her hands into the sachel around her arm and pulled out a gemstone, “but I was given this.” “And what’s a peice of shiny rock supposed to do for us?” an annoyed Ace asked, getting up from the couch and starting to pace about. “It’s not just a piece of shiny rock, it’s a rare moonstone carved from the temple’s blessed walls and during the full moon tonight, it’ll lead us to the answer,” she informed us, building back our nearly dashed hopes.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

His other hand, which he had kept behind his back, was now lifted, and Emma couldn't see clearly. "This is a token of my heart!" Draco opened his mouth, his thin lips parting before quickly closing again. His tense gaze was fixed on her, and Emma felt slight flutter in her heart. Her eyes landed on something in his hand. It was a pendant in the shape of a crescent moon. Emma looked closely and grew more astonished. The gemstone was pure green, exuding an ethereal and gentle aura. Nestled in her palm, she caressed it lightly as though touching a beautiful woman's smooth, glossy skin, giving the illusion that the gemstone was alive. She concluded that this pendant was undoubtedly priceless.

Dad asked. "I think you will know when you see it," Dr. Ivan replied and lifted the lid of the chest open. Inside was a milky-white crystal stone the size of a bowling ball. It was in a perfectly spherical shape with faint writing around the clear surface. "It looks like a fortune teller's crystal ball to me," I said. "No, Nikita, this is no ordinary stone," Dad said without taking his eyes off it. "This is Chandramoki Moni." "What is Chandramoki Moni?" "The Moonstone."

As I got closer to the set of rings, it was like they called to my soul, telling me to claim them. The moonstone was white, with blue adularescence glowing from within the stone with such intensity that it was captivating. Like a deer stuck in a trance as the lights from an oncoming vehicle approached them, frozen in place, unable to flee. Its ethereal beauty was enchanting, but not cause me to become immobilized. It was as if I was being pulled toward it, and not of my own free will.

These gifts were debts that she had to repay in the future. Half an hour later, Gabriella stumbled upon a surprise—a multi-colored moonstone bangle. It was slim and sleek, and the mixture of yellow, green, and the slightest hint of purple made the bangle seem almost mystical. It was in her size, and the barcode indicated it was from Essence Jewels.