Red Stone With Black Veins Novels & Stories

The earth was ripped open in a jagged line, raw and steaming. “What is all of this?” I whispered under my breath. “Thunderstone,” my voice whispered back in disbelief. My eyes widened. I had only heard of it in theory. A rare, volatile stone infused with dormant lightning, found in deep underground veins. Nearly impossible to control, yet Ronan had.

Her touch lingered, warm and steady. I carefully unwrapped the velvet. Inside was a small, smooth river stone. It was dark, almost black, perfectly worn down by water, and it had a single, thin line of brilliant white quartz running diagonally across its surface. “It’s beautiful,” I murmured, running my thumb over the cold, smooth rock.

“And when closer together, shine just a little brighter. I thought this matched you two so I wanted to get it for you both. “The store took a while to get the correct sizes and also pack it up. I apologise for being late.” “It’s all fine,” Eden said grinning as he looked at the ring, imagining it in Noel’s slender fingers. Though they did not look as good as those slender fingers around his co- Not the time, Eden. The man thought, shaking his head in annoyance. “Black obsidian is made from cooling volcano rocks,” Fern said, looking at the items in Eden’s hands. “It is also often used to help with grounding, protection, healing. “As much as I am sceptical about this, I can see just how happy

Dark veins of black lightning moved slowly inside the crystal, pulsing faintly like a living heart. I shivered just looking at it. “What is that?” Elysia whispered. “The Red Stone,” I said softly, gulping. I stepped closer despite the instinct screaming in my bones to stay away. “What does it do?” Elysia asked. Astra’s gaze lifted to mine, sharp and unblinking, “It cleanses deep-rooted curses that were never meant to be broken.” My stomach tightened. “This is the cure for Draven’s curse?” Elysia asked.

Without protection, a vampire could compel any human close to me and I could be compelled, too. Raven closed her eyes as she held my hand and extended her other hand over the stones. "Siramacha brenach bondagia compage, siramacha brenach bondagia compage, siramacha brenach bondagia compage." She opened her eyes, clearly drained. She reached down and picked up one of the stones, placed it in my hand, then curled my fingers around it. "Make sure to carry this with you at all times." I nodded and looked down at the stone. I could definitely see why it was called Bloodstone. It looked like blood had been splashed into a sea of green, then frozen into a stone.

Through the red silk fabric, it could be seen that it was a relatively conventional item. "It's also from the tomb of the North Sea, the Purple Dazzling Stone. It's more than 10 times harder than diamond. Because it can't be cut, there's only one in the world." Qingzi slowly uncovered the red silk cloth on the tray. "Freely bid!"

Next to her, Ghea muttered in awe. Kiara had heard from people's talk about how the price was equivalent to three luxurious manors and it's entire estates. In Guivor, the stone could only be obtained from vampires because the werewolves had long since lost it. The crimson stone was almost black and looked beautiful as the head of a silver ring. "I give the Eternal Stone as a gift to my Luna tonight. in hopes it will always guard her from the evil eye and drive all her illnesses away."

The shard’s glow pulsed again, brighter this time. So, he was nearby. I turned it over in my hand, watching the light shift like a heartbeat. The dragons used to call this kind of crystal “veinstones.” Living fragments that responded to power and lately, it had been responding a lot. The packs didn’t know about these, of course. They wouldn’t understand the kind of things that came from dragon blood. A sudden rustle broke through the night. I didn’t move. The raven landed a few feet away, its feathers glinting ink-black under the moon. A thin leather strap circled its leg, sealed with the sigil of the Council of Packs.

she encourages, bubbling with excitement. I chuckle and eagerly take the necklace out of the box, then clasp it around my neck. “How does it look on me?” I ask, modelling the necklace proudly. “Gorgeous, of course! It compliments your skin perfectly,” she gushes. I smile, touching the pendant as my heart swells from Invidia’s kindness. “What kind of stone is this?” “Labradorite. Said to impart strength and perseverance.” I snort dryly, “I could definitely use some of that.”

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.