Power Stone Novels & Stories

transformed. He smiled, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. "Good," he murmured. As we dressed, his fingers lingered on my skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake. I caught sight of myself in the cracked mirror and barely recognized the woman staring back. My lips were swollen, my eyes bright with a wild sort of joy. Suddenly, a voice crackled through what I now realized was an earpiece in the stranger's ear. "Boss, the coast is clear. But we need to move. Now."

They were all crushed, to say the least. I picked up the glass ball laying on the bedside table. It was cracked in the middle, the cracks were not random, it was shaped like a thunderbolt. It wasn't very easy to conjure up natural disasters like an earthquake and make it look real. It required energy and lots of it. The power stone had a lot of power and I had drawn from it to cause the earlier earthquake that happened some months ago. The stone's power was however finite and was worthless by the time I was done with it. The thunderbolt crack formed when the power was exhausted. I crumpled it in my palms and it turned to dust.

, and I pulled it off. "Whoa! What was that all about?" I asked Gideon, with shock across my face. He laughed so hard his shoulders were shaking. "It's your presance, your energy. When it flows through anything in this land, it rejuvinates. That is only one of the many gifts that your royal blood allows you." He explained, motioning at the gate. "After you, princess." I walked to the gate, and have it a gentle push. I expected it to not even budge. Also to my surprise, it popped open easily. I walked though the gate into the outer garden. There was a giant fountain in the middle of what used to be a pool. It had a beautiful depiction of a couple in each other's embrace. The plants were all e

That was the only reason they were working together on this. “Took you long enough,” he hissed at her. “We are here. That is all that matters. Give me my payment, and we will call it even,” she said, holding her hand out to him. He chuckled as he pulled a bag out of his jacket and handed it over to her. Inside of it was a star stone. It was a black-market stone that was created to enhance one’s power. It would help her take over Ziyah’s spot of being the most powerful.

I don’t believe it! "First of all, I am not some Ms.Stone, and secondly, what do you mean he is no longer Mr.Stone?” “We mean that he is actually greeting us back in the morning and when we do any mistake, he is calmly replying to us. You know what I mean right.” Sakshi said. I nodded, understanding her. She is totally right actually about him. “Then how did I become Ms.Stone?” I asked them. “Because you are so moody these days, you are not smiling, which is the first quality of stone genes. And you are not at all in this world when we sit here for lunch. We miss our Pari.” Rani said.

How could something so small and young possibly know the location of such rare and powerful treasures? "The Prism Stone and the Phoenix Tree aren’t just things you can find lying around," Adrian said, a trace of doubt creeping into his voice. "The Prism Stone isn’t just any stone. It's a glowing, multicolored gem imbued with immense energy, far beyond that of ordinary spirit stones."

She looked at where he was pointing, her power stone, and caught him, looking at him disapprovingly. "Oh it is." "It looks extraordinary!!" "Indeed he is also, he multiplies his powers." Keeping pace with him, Baekhyun and Chen said Damontry, they don't understand anything. "Can I see it up close!" Minho spoke with a smirk as Damontry nodded and snatched it from her neck while holding his necklace. " Help yourself ". Minho approached her with his hand behind his back, but Damontry pushed the stone away as she said. "Not before you get rid of this."

Claire said lovingly, caressing the woodwork. “Oh, I guess it would. I wonder.” Blake said, and in his hand was a Spirit Stone. He placed it on the seat of the chair. The Spirit Qi inside the stone was sucked out at an alarming rate, and there was nothing left but dust in a few minutes. “It’s like a dry sponge submerged in water,” Tabitha said.

“I’m different. I can control it. I won’t become like them.” Sad laughter rippled through the cavern. They all said that too, daughter. Every single one. I wanted to run. My feet moved forward, drawn to the cavern’s center where something glowed with power. The Heartstone. A crystal the size of my head sat on a raised platform, it had different colors like silver, red, purple, and black—moving like oil on water. It beats with my heartbeat, and I know why. It was connected to me. To my bloodline. To every Silver Fang Queen who had ever lived. The source of our power. The architect of our doom.

something. "What is this?" "A guide to the Soulstone. An artifact from before the Light's dominion, when mankind understood that shadow and radiance were two faces of the same truth." The merchant's voice dropped to whisper. "They say it can grant power to rival the blessed champions. Power enough to topple thrones. Power enough for revenge." "And you offer this freely? What's your price, merchant?" "Price?" Another unsettling laugh. "Consider it investment in future entertainment. The Council has grown boring in its certainty. A little chaos might prove... amusing."