Rainbow Rocks Twilight Sparkle Novels & Stories

The theme was balance. Silver and gold ribbons fluttered in the breeze, strung between the delicate willow arches. Half the tables were decorated in warm sunrise colors for Ruby—coral, crimson, and gold. The other half, for Tyler, carried shades of twilight—indigo, soft blue, and silvery gray. Aurora arrived with both of her sons in matching cloaks of navy and white, Phoenix already trying to tug his off. Lucian held her hand more patiently but kept glancing around for the birthday twins.

Each ripple sent sparks of color gliding over the surface. Above them stretched a fair, radiant sky brushed through with long golden streaks, like light had been combed into the heavens. There was no vegetation anywhere—no grass, no flowers, no trees. Only towering rocks encircled the vast place, and from their heights poured silver falls that should have descended but instead seemed touched by enchantment, their waters glimmering with a strange, weightless grace.

“But promise me that it will not be for long … no matter what happens.” “Agreed,” Lance said, his muscular arms flexing under his shirt from the tension. Raven placed her hands on the side of Lance’s head and chanted, “Rambshia carnsia irashia benach. Rambshia carnsia irashia benach. Rambshia carnsia irashia benach.” The lights in the room suddenly dimmed, then went completely out, but came back on a moment later. Raven looked directly into Lance’s eyes. “It is done.” She took a deep breath. “I need a Bloodstone.”

Lyra, Ronan, and Sage contributed their own unique signatures—silver, deep purple, and emerald green respectively—until all seven lines of power converged at our feet, swirling together in a vortex of color and light. "Ready?" I asked Eowyn, extending my hands to her. She nodded, clasping my hands firmly in her own. "Ready." As our fingers intertwined, our Starfire responded immediately, gold and silver light erupting from our joined hands and spiraling upward toward the disturbance in the sky. The Moonshard Crystals amplified the energy, creating a protective dome around the entire ritual space.

The cover had an embossed phoenix on it, and a few gems in gold settings to highlight some details. Ash had done some research on the stones as they had intrigued him, the eye was a fire agate, red and orange with hints of green. The tail feathers had a stone in the centre of each of them, either fire opals, red with a hint of iridescence. Or ‘Dragon’s Breath Opals’, red with hints of blue in the right light. While these were made of glass, they were possibly the most interesting stones. They were all beautiful and made the whole book look very impressive.

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.

"This is the Resonance Stone. It's a sacred relic that's been around for over 1,000 years. It measures your level of arcane power and which realm you've reached. "All you have to do is place your palm on the symbol at its center and channel your energy. The stone will light up a different color depending on your level—yellow for Awakening, green for Foundation, blue for Core Formation, purple for Great Decator, scarlet for Arcane High Priest, and the legendary crimson Light of Ascension, which even I've never seen in my lifetime." The crowd sucked in a breath the moment he finished. A lot of the younger practitioners stared at the stone like it was everything they'd ever dreamed of.

I wish it had been amethyst to match my eyes, but it was beautiful nonetheless. "This rock came from a bolt of lightning that turned the earth blue," said Delilah. "Not only does this particular gem contain healing properties, but it has a protection spell cast on it. Should Kree get past our defences, she will find it extremely difficult to be around you. In fact, it will cause her extreme pain, as it is attuned to repel blood witch magic and the blood witch herself. Never take it off!"

Iris's POV: Okay me being me would never want them to spend their money on me and them being them, would fight it off and push that aside saying that I am their responsibility. Let the day begin. I wore a black ripped jeans and topped it off with a white T-shirt with a rainbow on it. Okay I know it is typical. But the boys told me they loved me seeing in the clothes that have rainbows on them. I am named after the goddess of Rainbow.

She walks to Chest and hands him the glasses, then comes running to me. “I found it!” She says, walking straight to me with her palm closed. “I made this for you.” She opens her palm, revealing a small rock painted a dark gold color. For a second, I just stare down blankly at that rock. Then I take the rock from her, feeling the rought surface under my fingers. The paint is a deep, burnished gold color that reminds of me Erden’s eyes. It's the exact shade of gold they turned that day in his room when he injected himself with the serum.