Onyx Gems Novels & Stories

“Let me review the details for you.” A picture of an old man appeared. “Garrett Norman is a chemist and has a factory called ‘oracle’, founded a new and rare metal called ‘oryx’ and crafted a weapon called the orb. Orb works like a nuclear bomb but is more compact, in the form of a diamond.” He paused. “It is powerful enough to kill an entire nation with a single strike. The government and every other illegal organization are after Garrett. We need to get it before anyone else.”

He entered the cockpit and examined the small hole where Ves was about to place his next gem. Though Ves had gathered a small collection of gems, none of them were noteworthy. Lucky still hadn't crapped out the exotic alloy he gulped out of the anonymous box that someone delivered to his address a while ago. Ves hoped that his gem cat would finish digesting the extraordinary materials and perhaps use it for this mech, but apparently he was too optimistic. He opened the pouch he placed all of the gems he picked up so far and randomly sought out the most sparkling piece. It turned out to be an exceptionally sparkling zircon gemstone.

He pulled out a gemstone. It was different from the portal gem in the underground room. That one had been dark with a red pulse inside it. This one was clear with a deep green light moving through it slowly. It was smaller than Logan's palm but it was heavy looking and the green light inside it was steady and did not flicker. Oscar stood up and held it out so everyone could see it. "This is it," Oscar said. He looked at the gemstone and then at Logan. "This is what we need. With this and the portal gem below we can open the passage wide enough for the vampires to come through properly."

Rosie nods, “Let me have a look.” She hands the box to the woman, who carefully lifts the box so she can inspect the gems against the light. “Hmm, they’re blue-black. So… maybe mind control?” Greyson nods and explains what George had told them in the office. Rosie nods again, and puts her hand out over the gems and pulls some of the magic out of the smaller gems, much like Greyson had done in England.

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

Tonya’s mother now said, trying to comfort her daughter, as she now rubbed her arms. I decided at that moment that I should give the two of them some time to talk, so I turned to walk away to head back to the house, but was stopped, when Tonya says, “Mother, this is Quinn, Jaxson’s mate that I spoke to you about.” Turning back around, I put a smile on my face, as I said to her, “It’s nice to meet you.” Tonya’s mother smiled at me, but her eyes moved from mine and down to my chest, as my moonstone on my necklace began to glow, and the smile on her face began to disappear as she stared at it.

Smoke rose in tendrils from open-air stalls where meats sizzled and spices filled the air with an intoxicating perfume. Samarth and Inayat emerged from the jewel seller’s shop, her fingers still brushing the pendant resting over her heart. It was carved from the finest Alexandrite, a stone that shifted its hues under different lights—green by day, red by night. Just like the quiet war within her. Samarth had paid the jeweler in gold coins, heavy and old, etched with his crest. Inayat mounted Cyclone, the white stallion, but her gaze lingered on Samarth as he secured his own steed.

He's so cute. He's a healthy cute little boy. He has these emerald eyes, I am sure that it was not from me. He is quite heavy for an eight-month-old baby. "Hello there, my little Maxim Elias." he giggled again when I tickled him. "Are you tired now, Baby? You want to sleep?” after I said that, he yawned and blinked twice like a sleepy baby. It made me giggle. "Alright, Baby. Let's get you sleep."

We fought for decades before the peace treaty was established, signing in new deals and opening foreign exchange programs. We lived in the age of democracy, but still, murderers’ events happened. There are 5 packs in total, each named after the color of the jewel in the area, My pack had the red diamond, it costs millions to just have one on your finger and that is why the Alpha’s greed increased, Blue Moon’s a pack knows for their exquisite quality of Blue platinum, a rare jewel, The ruby for Sun Shallow pack, the Green Blair was found after the Emerald, less expensive when compared to others and finally the Dark Eclipse pack, found after a rare black Jewel, some say it has powers of the mo

He catches a glimpse of her white dress and runs over to her and rubs against her legs like a cat. I want to laugh at his antics, but we have more pressing matters. We need to get Lux to safety. We cannot let hunters get their grubby hands on her. Being a gemstone wolf, if these are hunters that are trying to work with the black market, it makes us a hot commodity. Gemstone wolves are only through a royal bloodline which makes us insanely unique. Otherwise werewolves aren't that valuable to a supernatural hunter because there's so many of us. Loki makes a mind link with her and says: Hurry back to the packhouse as fast as you can. You need to stay safe.