Power Stone Novels & Stories

He looked powerful, but I could feel his hand gripping the armrest so hard the wood was cracking. I took my first step. The glass was freezing. It groaned under my weight. A tiny crack appeared under my big toe. The crowd gasped. “Don't look down,” Alaric warned. “Look at me. Focus on the crown on your palm. Push your magic into it.” I focused on the black tattoo on my hand. It began to burn. I took another step. Then another. The glass under my feet began to glow with a faint, golden light. It wasn't my light. It was a mix of my starlight and Alaric's dark power.

His eyes flick to my hand. “Mika gave me this,” I continued, pulling out the small, faintly glowing stone. It’s smooth, warm to the touch, pulsing gently like a sleeping heartbeat. “It’s an unlinking stone.” His breath catches. “She said,” I go on, “..it allows temporary separation. Up to one day. Any longer and…” I swallow. “It gets dangerous.” Johanis stares at the stone like it might explode. “Why would she give you that?” he asks slowly.

I take a step back. “Do you know what a siphoning stone is?” He takes a step forward, away from the destroyed tree line. “It’s a stone mages use when they need to move magic power from one place to another. Kind of like a USB cord.” He fishes something from this back pocket. It’s a flat rock with a deep carving of some rune I don’t recognize. But I can feel it. That thing holds my magic power and not just that, it resonates with me.

he mumbled, gently touching the stone. Taegen didn't say anything and kept looking at it. “It was a gift,” he finally said after a long moment. “From Kythaela.” Jimmy gulped and stared at him sadly. He didn't intend to remind him of her, or no, he doesn't even want him to remember her especially when he was with him. He likes it when the king smiles so, he wouldn't like to ruin it. “A woman offered it to her as a symbol of their friendship.” Taegen continued. “She told me she had a strange hair that looked exactly like the Ruby, red and shiny. She always talked about her.”

"I'll indulge you, though. I'll tell you what you want to know, not because it matters, but because it will make the inevitable all the more satisfying." He reached into his pocket and produced a small, black stone that seemed to absorb the light around it. Glowing red lines etched across its surface, pulsing with an otherworldly energy. "This black stone is an energy tracker," he explained, his voice dripping with excitement. "It comes alive if she's in the vicinity." He held out the stone, and I could feel its dark power radiating towards me. "She's close by, probably hiding, thinking she can escape me." A cruel smile spread across his face. "But I know the right way to get her out. I know

I switch the music off and place my headphones on the pillow. “What’s that?” I ask, gesturing to her hand. She gives me a bright smile as she heads back over to my door. “It’s a moonstone. I can’t say I have practiced with it a lot, but -” she trails off, taking the stone and using it to draw out markings around the door frame. “Ruins are said to help, and perhaps we make this space soothing. When you develop your full powers, you will be able to block everything out unless you choose to use your heightened senses. But at least you can be here without feeling everything else.” She stands after using the stone. I can see how she imbued it with her own power as there is a faint silver shimmer

The sight that greeted them was both awe-inspiring and terrifying. In the center of the chamber stood a colossal crystal, its facets pulsing with an inner light unlike anything they had ever seen. It thrummed with an energy that seemed to vibrate through their very bones. Professor Thorne, her voice barely a whisper, identified it as a celestial shard, a remnant of a shattered star, imbued with unimaginable power.

Pierre stayed calm as he contacted the Dean using the crystal stone. Crystal Stone is a stone to communicate to someone far away. It is a common stone all over the Svetlana and many cultivators use it. However, Crystal Stone had levels too and the higher the level, the more you can reach the person your contacting. Pierre was lucky to have a high level of Crystal Stone and was able to contact the Dean. “Yes,” The Dean answered back. Pierre sighed in relief and said, “Good, our students are in danger...” Pierre was cut off when the Dean shouted.

It was a fire gem! Everyone stared at this in disbelief. They kept rubbing their eyes while staring at the stone on the cutting machine. “How… How is that possible?!” Everyone was stunned. They could not believe what they were looking at. It was a useless stone that had just been cut, but there was actually a jewel inside! Nothing was impossible. The calmest person among them was Chase. That spiritual crystal was a fire-type spiritual stone. He folded his hands against his chest with a calm look on his face as if he had predicted this would happen. Chase looked forward to enjoying the look on Enzo’s face.

He was inside the bubble next to Angel and had to be a warrior based on his physique. Coral absolutely demanded we shift, she was begging and pleading at this point to stretch. Our heat was still on but it seemed to be in a lull at the moment. At least I hadn’t been a sweaty mess of hormones since I bit our mate. Maybe that placated the Goddess for the moment. “Sebastian said some sort of black gemstone is holding the power,” I asked, to no one in particular. “A volcanic rock, I’m certain,” said the male, warrior looking dude. I nodded, Coral knew the smell well at this point, Chance would too.