Power Stone Novels & Stories

The air inside the sanctum was heavy with the scent of ancient dust and ozone. In the center of the chamber, resting on a pedestal of pure, jagged crystal, lay the Stone of Life. It was remarkably small—oval-shaped and fitting easily within a palm—but it pulsed with a soft, warm light that matched the rhythmic heartbeat of the world itself. Every color in the universe seemed to swirl beneath its polished surface. "Is that it?" Seraphina whispered, her voice trembling as she took a step forward. "The power to heal, to restore balance... to bring him back?"

This was the last vision he had before his powers were being fully returned by Raphael. His powers weren't just being returned only, John Ozais Screeman was taken into a far far realm of existence, farther than all what has been, is being and is to be told in coming times. The stone which he held was none other than the Stone Of Chaos, the very shard of one of the earliest primordial ; Chaos And Order.

He said, furrowing an eyebrow, with a fake grin spreading across his lips, pressuring them together. I nodded. "The truth is that, we have seized it, and we will not allow such a powerful totem to go back to being controlled by just one family again. That stone has so much power and you all do not realize this, and that was why you sold it off.” Carl pointed out, shaking his head in pity. Pity for me..? For my family…? Or for the Luna Stone? Which?

"The feedback loop will kill you instantly! You don't have the shielding!" ​I didn't care about the cost. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the Key of Stone, the ancient crystal humming with a desperate, trapped energy. The moment the stone came within inches of the Prime Node's surface, the Dead Zone began to buckle and moan. The humming grew louder, a sound like a thousand voices screaming in a windstorm, and the pure white energy in the column turned a violent, bruised purple. The ground beneath us began to heave, the garden of the Iron King finally rejecting its master.

“And it feels good having you back. You really played me like a fool; you could have told me about it but you kept it to yourself until you came back. For me, it was a damn ten years and for you, it’s been only a day. How do you feel about your other persona?” “I don’t know. I guess I don’t want her taking control anymore. Look at how Dotoria is looking now! It’s a complete huge graveyard.” “And what are the gems? The one Victoria talked about… Is it something I need to know?” “I don’t know either. I intended to find out when I would come back from the past. Duncan spoke to me about it briefly. He told me there were exactly twenty-two shards and each shard had a specific power and I had one

He immediately took it out of his pocket and showed to Mira. “Are we using this on the statue?” asked Eldion. “Wen thinks it’s better than the pulko stones. You have no control on where the pulko stones would transport us to. At least with Shaan’s powder, you have better control on what this statue would do.” Mira looked at Rodan’s giant statue and realized that it was many times bigger than the life-sized statues that Eldion and Wen animated at Alanca. “I can only hope that you have enough of Shaan’s powder to make this thing move.”

I dragged myself to the door, every muscle screaming in protest. Soren was standing there with coffee and croissants. "Breakfast," he shoved the bag into my hands. "Even the dying need energy, right?" I stared at him. "What are you doing?" "Since you're so determined to die," his smile was icy, "I'll help you. Today, we pick out your Spirit Stone." A Spirit Stone. A sacred stone used to house the spiritual energy of a powerful wolf after death. Only wolves on the verge of death needed one.

There was a symbol on it. I trailed my fingers on it, and it stopped on the pentagon symbol on the pillar. It glowed goldenly, there was a creaking noise. I turned around to find a small opening behind me. And then I saw it. A blue stone. My legs moved with haste, and I grabbed it from its spot. The white orb glowed brighter. This was the powerful phoenix stone. But it looked like any ordinary stone. I didn't have time to ponder further on the stone, as I heard threatening growls echoing around the cemetery.

, Richard asked my father this question while looking at him and I could see his evil intentions in his eyes but why was my dad not able to see any of it. “As you know Richard it isn’t any normal stone, it is powerful and if misused it can bring hell on Earth, the main power of this stone is that whoever has the stone can control any person’s mind making them do whatever he wants so that is the main reason why it needs to be protected because just not this power but whichever family has this stone they would be the most powerful people on this Earth giving them additional powers which no once else can have, they can change the future by changing the course of the present at their will, they