Moonstone Varian Novels & Stories

"What are all these sparkly rocks in the walls?" Brodi's lips turned up at her description but he pointed to different green, white and multi-colored stones as they passed. "Mostly, there is Wyoming Jade, Moonstone, and Opals. Years ago, we would sell some for cash, but now we only mine the most beautiful one for gifts and jewelry occasionally." Liv skimmed her fingers along the walls. She'd never been much of a jewelry girl, but she had an affinity for Moonstones and Opals. The almost silky look of them with various colors reflecting off their surroundings fascinated her. Walking down a tunnel between sparkling jewels was like a fairy tale.

Every moon-silver stylus was a gift from my father. Every runestone slab held a piece of my soul. Footsteps stopped outside the door. "Elara." It was Victor. I didn't turn around. "If you're here to talk me out of it, save your breath." "I brought you this." A moonstone, glowing with a soft, silvery light, appeared on my worktable. It was the highest-grade rune amplifier, obtainable only by an Alpha. "This will triple the power of your runes," he said, his voice pleading. "I journeyed to the Northern Sacred Mountain just to get it for you."

As he said, the second looked just the same as the first, but it had a thicker band and a bigger cut stone nestled on the center. Huh. I rolled my eyes in disbelief. It seemed my husband had been secretive this day and blocked me from reading his real activities, making me think he was with the viscount when in fact he was busy elsewhere. I overlooked the fact that he hopped realms again since the reason was a valid one and just felt happy with this gift. “Oh, these are beautiful, Aero.” I watched as the pearly, opalescent stones glowed against the moonlight. “That’s moonstone right here, coated with silver and gold,” he pointed.

I am not going to die today. Xiao gestures to the unremarkable looking cabochon in the pendant. “The assassin who took your hand had some in a bracelet. I think it’s fair to assume that this is what they’re using to change.” I shake my head. “Moonstone is a pretty common gem, isn’t it? I’ve never heard of it doing… this.” “Maybe that’s why we never heard of it,” Nathan muses. “If we knew, perhaps we wouldn’t need the thralls and their rituals.”

The Moonstone’s light still glowed bright, but no longer blinding. “Talk to me,” Orion demanded. “What did you see?” She swallowed, throat dry. Not yet. She needed to pin the words in her own mind before she tried to speak them. “The Stone…” she managed. “It is… more than we thought. More than I thought. Not just… power. It is… a door. No. The *key* to a door.” Orion’s hands tightened. “Like the tunnels under Broken Fang,” he said slowly. “The gates Varik spoke of.”

Nylian smiled. "We will meet a few days after in the castle." Nylian furrowed, "What—" he couldn't ask him why they would meet there because the small creature already disappeared between the crowd. He shrugged and continued walking, seeing the villagers greeting him with a wide smile made him feel better. He stopped in front of an accessory dealer because a brooch caught his attention. It was silver with small amethysts decorating it. The small purple stones reminded him of the eyes of the mysterious young guard who had kept him company from time to time. Jeyrha.

The same man from the surveillance stills. She took a step closer before she realized Varian was watching her. “You sure you don’t know him?” He asked. “I’m sure,” she said, forcing her eyes away. Varian studied her for another beat, then moved toward a drawer near the desk at the back. From it, he took a small black case and flicked it open. Inside lay a pendant on a thin steel chain — matte black, shaped like a teardrop, with a faint seam running along its side.

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 to the hole in the roof, a beam of moonlight was moving along t

The stone responded immediately, with symbols flashing and colors and energy fluxing as though it were a cradle shaped by stars. "Fucking Finally." They all breathe a sigh of relief. Kaelen’s breathing relaxed and Gluttony clung right beside him, refusing to let go of his hand. “He doesn’t like the cold,” Gluttony murmur. "Tsk how do you know that idiot you just met like a while ago." Caius spoke. But the moonstone grew warmer. Raine blinked seeing the stone emitting a warm orange glow. “Did the room just react to your statement?" “It adjusts with the patient’s comfort,” Lucifer said. “But… that was quick.” Lucifer drew nearer. “It's realizing its surroundings. His soul retains the memory of

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.