Raw Peridot Novels & Stories

"The raw chalcedony is laced with unstable isotopes. The Imperial centrifuges use a specific magical frequency to vibrate the impurities out of the ore, leaving pure, stable Aether-steel. Without Vespera’s frequency codes, we can't purify it." Tristan looked through the thick, blast-proof glass at the massive vat of glowing pink crystals waiting in the refinery chamber. "Unstable isotopes," Tristan murmured. "You mean excess, chaotic energy trapped within the crystalline structure." "Basically, yes," Helena said. "It’s dirty magic." Tristan stepped up to the glass. He placed his hand against the reinforced pane. "I can clean it," Tristan said quietly. The room went dead silent. "Prince Trist

When he saw the band on the back, surprise flashed in his eyes. "From the Morsha Mines." He slowly stated the stone's origin in a tone like he was reading a boring report. Then he raised his eyes to look at her. "Are you sure you want this one?" Beside them, a Kentran buyer wearing gold-rimmed glasses heard this and cut in. "Miss, this material has already been sanded and the result is as you see. There's a high chance there is nothing inside. If you want to play, even choosing a completely unsanded geode or rock would be better than this one."

He said, his eyes narrowing as he stared at my face. I felt even more motivated to see how interested he was. Without heading, I sat upright and said, “I’ll be launching my new jewel. The new Jewel will be made from a rare material known like Pinite and I’ll be adding a very few touch of gemstones in it.” “That’s amazing! You know, your mom has thought of making jewels with painite some years ago but she wasn’t able to achieve it. I’m glad you are able to do something she’s never been able to do.”

It turned out that the raw stone contained a Callistan emerald. Shockingly enough, the Callistan emerald was extremely pure and didn't contain any trace of impurities. Based on the appearance, one could easily deduce it as an ore that was of Grade Triple A. "Holy moly!" "Oh my goodness!" "That's a Callistan emerald!" Some people couldn't help but gasp and exclaim excitedly. The Callistan emerald was quite a hefty chunk. It would certainly be sold for an astronomical price in its current state. But if it were to be made into a set of jewelry or crafted into a nice ornament by a master craftsman, its price would soar even more.

“Although, yes. It is new. We’re holding off on any wedding preparations or anything like that, though.” Clint smiled, then paused, thinking. “Well, the sea offers plenty. There are odd bits of volcanic rock, for one. But, gems? Hmmm…” His gaze grew distant, before clarity sparked in his eyes. “Ah! Peridot! That’s a green gemstone. Fishermen believe it brings good luck. I remember finding one, years ago.” His words quickened my heartbeat. “You did?” He smiled nostalgically. “I gave it to your aunt. As a token of my gratitude for letting me live on this property. She was quite fond of it.”

I’m suddenly finding myself in the packhouse right outside of Wesely’s room. He sneers angrily at me. “You are weak, and have no place in this pack much less as my Luna. I, Wesley Steel, future Alpha of the Jade Pack, reject you, Avril West as my mate and Luna.” He shoves me to the ground, stunned. How could this be happening? Wasn’t my mate supposed to love and cherish me? I then see a pair of brown eyes looking at me lovingly. I feel warm. How do I know this color? I can see? I hear a voice. I can help you see. She says. I am Emerald, your wolf. You are special. I gasp in surprise.