Secret Of The Stones Novels & Stories

He would never find it unless he pried it open. Alexander carefully applied pressure and peeled back the top layer to reveal a message on the stone beneath. "Friday the thirteenth, the Legendary Treasure will be revealed, the truth within the stone unveiled!" He had heard something about the first part, but the rest was news to him. Figuring the clan folks would be on him soon, Alexander did not waste any more time. He removed the whole stone slab, a square meter in size, hoisted it on his shoulder, and made his way out.

Questioning the alpha friend of his, alpha Hercules approached the table as his friend opened the cover of the old book it was big and thick. The papers have turned yellowish. It seemed it have not been opened for years until now, "This book was in my library, it was my grandfather's. He was liked stones, and so he loved collecting information about them. I am sure that Rex Stone... Whatever it is, we may find some kind of info about it in this book. Grandpa has entered details for about two and half lakhs of various stones. I am just hoping that we get some clue about that stone too." It sounded reasonable.

"The stone stays." THE END

Ran her fingers behind the left support frame. Cold stone. One edge slightly loose. She pressed. Nothing. Then remembered the smaller key taped behind the letter. She pulled it free. Tiny. Brass. Old. The stone had a narrow opening almost invisible beneath moss-dark mortar. Victor saw it. “Use it.” She inserted the key. Turned once. A click answered. Then a deeper mechanical sound rolled beneath the altar like old machinery waking from sleep. The third stone shifted outward by itself. Dust spilled. Behind it—

Eliana said, and the white was at her feet now, cold and pulling. “The compass,” her mother said. “The pieces. They’re not just a compass. They’re keys. Use the right one.” The stones. Eliana looked down at her hand. The five colored stones were still there, pulsing in her palm. The red one was warm, the blue one was cool, the green one was vibrating with a faint, living hum, the yellow one was glowing softly, and the white one—the white one was the brightest, the most insistent, pulling toward the white that was rising from the floor.

"One week. I give you one week. After this one week you will give me ten million money as compensation or spread your legs for me." He again leaned his face towards her making her flinch in her place. "If you failed to do any of this then be ready to sacrifice your dear friend." She shook her head in terror when her crystal blue orbs met his devilish gray ones. She slipped through his arm and sprinted out from his office as he was looking at her retreating form. ________________ Next will be updated soon. Do follow me here. Give your precious feedback. Follow my i*********m It’s Tzara_Saber. Vote my book with Jem. Will be glad.

He pushed back some branches, revealing a small stone with a peculiar indentation. “What do you think it does?” another crew member asked, his brows furrowed with curiosity. “Only one way to find out,” Lucas replied, and with a determined flick of his wrist, pressed down on the stone. With a low rumble, the ground beneath their feet trembled. Amelia’s breath caught in her throat as the central stone shifted, sliding aside with a heavy groan. The sound reverberated in the air like a foreboding drum, revealing a dark staircase descending into an abyss shrouded in shadows.

He asked in his usual rough voice as she shivered. Nodding, she sat on her knees as well before she put her hands in his pockets; her nakedness still bothering her. Her breath stuck in her throat when her hands came in contact with something cold; Aarvi looked at him as he nodded. Aarvi pulled it out as her eyes fell on the most beautiful set of rings she had ever seen. “You are the reason I breathe Adaa, you are my sanity, you embrace the devil in me, the evil in me, and still look at me as if I am filled with light,” Aarvi gulped as she looked at him, and then at the rings in her hands.

“Like I said, there’s only one entrance. The walls are coated with silver. They have guards and guns. And we have no way of knowing how many wolves they have in there. We’ve spotted at least eight different ones doing patrols, but that’s all.” “They’re being cautious,” Enzo said. “They know we’re watching them.” “She’s not the maiden,” I muttered. “What’s that?” Nina frowned. “You said we need to get ‘the maiden’ back.” I glared at her through the screen. “Her name is Celeste. She’s a person, not a thing.” “I didn’t mean–”

Andrius immediately summoned some insects, hiding them in treasures he obtained from the Dark Demon Sect, and brought them to Oliver. Outside the door, Andrius mimicked Arthur’s voice. “Elder Stone, the disciples reported discovering many treasures in the city. I’ve brought them to you.” As soon as he finished speaking... Clack, clack clack... The stone door of the secret chamber opened. An old voice commanded, “Bring them in.” “Yes.” Andrius took a deep breath and carried the treasures into the chamber.