Moonstone Novels & Stories

I take several deep breaths while I keep my eyes on Ayla. She starts to walk around the room, looking at the stones and stopping in front of some that are smaller and quite ordinary, but after a few seconds, she starts walking again until she finally stops in front of a set of stones that glow silver. I know they are moonstones, that is, soul stones created from the energy of the Moon Goddess.

What actions or strategies could I employ in order to persuade her to alter her perspective or opinion? I suddenly saw a vivid recollection from my early years. My father once told me a captivating tale, a legend passed down through generations. According to him, there exists a precious gemstone of extraordinary rarity and immense power. This gemstone is said to be concealed in the depths of a dense forest, its location shrouded in mystery. The legend claims that whoever possesses this gemstone will be bestowed with unimaginable strength, surpassing all limits, and will also gain the remarkable ability to manipulate the elements at will. I would like to discuss "The

Rhea asks the salesman, who lays his dark eyes on her, with a huge smile rising to his lips. “Oh, this is one of the greatest beauties of the region, Queen!” The man seems to notice how her eyes have opened slightly, and his gaze softens, “It's called moonstone. It can be found beyond the mountains…. This piece in question took me seven days and seven nights to stud it!” “You made it by yourself…?” Rhea inquires in a high-pitched voice, surprised, and her eyes shining brightly… looking at the man with genuine admiration, something that makes his chest warm slightly.

noticing. It's a magic trick, and the king is skilled at it. His eyes see me at the top of the stairs and lock on me. The crowd follows his gaze. Some look confused, others recognize me due to the Crown Diamond title dispute. A few focus on my dress. Envying how adorned I am, wishing I were in my shoes. _____________ This morning we witnessed a miracle - resumes the king. - Ayla Marin, the main participant for the diamond crown came to us, begging us to forgive her, she informed us that she was forced to go along with the prince, he threatened her family, so this young woman had no choice but to obey the on his orders, however, as soon as she had the opportunity to escape the clutches of th

Deep purple, swirling script and tiny inlayed gemstones decorate all the available covers space. ‘Witches – The origin of a species.’ I recognise some of the gems, others look like they could have been stolen away from other worlds. A milky white, opaque stone, with black veins and a blue hue in the right light, stands out above the rest. I would recognise a moonstone anywhere. My thumb glides over it’s cool, polished surface and a shiver runs up my arm. The freaked out little boy inside me, yells at me to put the book down. I’m not about to argue. I place it on the table beside me and reach for the next.

it, Mizuki held me back. We need to wait a little longer before we can retrieve the stone. If we get it now, you won't get your wolf and we won't become full Grimlock. " She said to me, So I pulled back my hand and just happened to look up and see a hole in the roof of the chamber. I also saw moonlight coming through the hole and followed the lightbeam and found that it ended where the moonstone was. It was at that moment that I knew what I had to do. It was almost midnight and the moon was starting to phase into the great full moon. I began to walk towards the altar where the moonstone was located, and as the moon moved closer

Sebastian already knew exactly what she was trying to say. He grabbed the moonstone scepter that he tucked away in his back pocket and revealed it to me. I saw that the moonstone was glowing; it seemed it was glowing to match the flames and the words that Gemma was chanting. The green crescent emblem that Lila had given me was still attached and glowing as well.

I was curious as to what was in it, and Laftifah thankfully didn't keep me waiting too long. She opened up the box and I immediately felt like I was under a spell. Two thin golden and silver chains, attached to a beautiful swirl of a white sparkling rock. The moonstone.

Be it clothing, shoes, jewelry… She loved luxury and never paid any attention to simple things so I doubt that she’d want something like this. What confused me when I first laid eyes on it was the little stone that the platinum tension holds in the middle. Nadia’s birthstone is diamond, everybody knows that because she loves everything diamond. Now that I get to study the ring further, although the yellow light might influence my judgment, I could never be wrong. It appears semi-transparent yet glows blue close to silver adularescence when tilted against the light; this is a moonstone, my birthstone. Well, men never really paid that much attention to such deta

So familiar, but exotic in a way I couldn't even begin to explain. I just stood, staring out the door like an absolute idiot, taking in the God at my doorstep. I couldn't take my eyes off his own. A deep-set swirling violet tinted with the darkest ebony black was confined to the irises of his eyes. It almost trapped me, like hands made from the illusory magic that seemed to pull me in.