Raw Peridot Novels & Stories

"Oh, don't worry about the water, every now and again a little trickle through the cracks. You sure you don't want this one? Blackfish Bay mermaids are highly coveted. A single scale could support your family for years!" Excitement burned in her eyes, which were quickly morphing from my emerald green to a pale shade of slate grey. The crimson in her hair began to fade and bleed out, becoming pale and wheat colored. I took a tentative step back when she smiled, and her teeth had changed themselves into razor sharp points.

he said proudly, “according to local legends, the rare purple mineral only reveals itself before women.” My grandfather looked intrigued immediately. Jason too. The foreman finally freed the crystal entirely and placed it carefully in my hand. I gasped. Because it was not a mineral. It was alexandrite. A massive piece of raw alexandrite. Wordlessly, I handed it to Jason. His own eyes widened slightly the moment he recognized it too. Alexandrite that size… Untouched… Naturally hidden inside a supposedly “worthless” mine? No wonder the land price made no sense.

I stared, then looked at her. “Is this real?” She nodded. “That’s larimar. Very rare. I had a friend in the Caribbean source it. Took almost three months to find the right cut.” She shrugged, like it was nothing, like she hadn’t just spent a quarter of a year tracking down a rock for me. “It’s beautiful,” I said, and I meant it. “Thank you.” She looked at the floor, mouth twitching, and for a second I thought she was about to cry after all. But she just exhaled hard, then stood up.

Everyone was shocked and looked over. Thea was even more upset. His wild guesses had worked out. However… Three minutes later, another stonecutter called out, “Green, it’s green again! And it’s the transparent kind. It’s an amazing find!” Another two minutes later, another one of them yelled out, “Big find! Big find! It’s emerald jadeite!” “This piece has it too!” “Here too, and it’s another emerald jadeite!” “Oh my god, there’s even a piece of pure green emerald here…”

"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

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.