Shining Gem Novels & Stories

Her cheeks glittered gold and her hair shinning yellow, caught the sun, and glowed more. She was beautiful, which made me even more annoyed. She was a Gem. Gems were beings who were outragiously good-looking and could get men to fall at their feet with a toss of their tressels. Her kind didn't ride the bus. Yet, here she was, flaunting her 'assets'. "Can't see it," I lied. One quick sweep of the floor gave me away. "It’s right there." She pointed at it. "Oh. There. Didn't see it." I ignored her.

Gemma said as she walked around the spot she had stood on the day she turned hybrid Suddenly, the air stilled and the forest sounds quietened until silence was all around her. She looked around in fright as she took up a fighting pose. Not sensing danger, she still kept vigilant as she took small steps around the clearing, her body twisting back and forth as she tried to cover all angels. “Gemstone” Someone whispered, the sound low and soft in the wind. “Over here pumpkin” Gemma looked around and still saw nothing. She walked back slowly to the clearing and back to her spot when the winds suddenly picked up again. Her hands tingled and her necklace started to emit a warm glow, the heat warmi

He knew that would result in not only his torcher but hers as well. “Come on brother, you have been non reachable for months. Got to give me something.” His brother whined causing him to growl. He wasn’t budging. “Oh maybe you found the Gem.” “You know that’s impossible.” Asrar grumbled. He hadnt even had a chance to look for it but it seemed like it was going to be hopeless to find. He really didn’t care however, he had his other half and felt complete. He didn’t need to prove himself no more because the one he had to prove himself to was already happy with who he was.

Surprised. Excited. Content. Good. I could take that. My gaze returned to her. Her hair had been left loose except for a few strands on either side of her face, pulled neatly back. Her delicate neck was decorated with a thin platinum chain and dark green and black star-shaped gemstones. A gift from me. Perfect. The sharp neckline dipped low. Nothing inappropriate, I noted. It still drew my attention and made my fingers itch to touch her. Wide straps covered her shoulders, making the dress look formal enough.

The announcer continued, his voice dropping to a near whisper that commanded immediate attention, “This is a piece so rare and precious that it is considered the crown jewel of this auction. It is a relic from the ancient Swakrosian Empire, the Crimson Midnight Star!” Gasps filled the room as a glass cage was wheeled onto the stage, revealing a shimmery red and blue gemstone. No, it wasn't red and blue but instead, the gem itself was red but in the light it glowed as blue. The way it shimmered was ethereal and it could easily draw a person in. It was hypnotising, it pulsed with an otherworldly glow. I could practically feel the excitement radiating from Erica as she leaned forward, her gaze

The shattering of the "Heart of the First Moon" crystal was the opening bell for the final cosmic audit. Seraphina stood in the center of the debris, her liquid-gold eyes fixed on the crown of shards hovering over Kaelen’s head. The boy looked up, his white-and-black hair glowing with a frantic, gold-sapphire intensity. He wasn't afraid of the shards; he was mesmerized by them. They were vibrating at the same frequency as his marrow, a "Genesis" song that was finally being given its lyrics.

Jim’s gaze lingered on the two cup handles for a long moment, his expression unreadable—like a man weighing unseen possibilities. Then, after a brief search inside his coat, his fingers drew something out from beneath the folds of fabric. It was a shard—small, faintly luminous, etched with patterns so old and intricate they seemed almost alive. The light refracted off its surface like fire flickering in the dark. Alia froze, instantly recognizing it—the fragment of the Holy Grail that Jim had fought so ruthlessly to win at the auction. Her breath caught as the memory surged up: that same golden radiance flashing under the chandeliers, just as it glowed now.

I blinked, surprised, “Wait for what?” He opened the box and nestled inside, glittering under the soft yellow light, was the most exquisite necklace I’d ever seen. A delicate chain of pure platinum, holding a single pendant shaped like a crescent moon encrusted with tiny diamonds. In the center of the crescent sat a deep blue sapphire, shaped like a teardrop. “This.” He said reverently, “Is the Nightshade Jewel.

"S-Second wife?" Caelia’s voice faltered as she swallowed the pit of nausea rising in her throat. Her heart pounded painfully, as though trying to escape her chest. Surely, she’d misheard. Selene tilted her head slightly, one perfectly arched brow lifting. "Oh? You didn’t know?" she asked, each passing second twisting the knife in Caelia’s chest. "‘Draken’s gem’? Did you truly think a dragon would be satisfied with only one gem? It’s in his nature…”

It sat like a beacon and the shine was like the regalia of queens. He kissed her hand again as if to seal it to her body and soul. "Wear it always. I'm leaving for war soon and you're leaving for Texas. This is how bright my love is for you." The both of them stared down at the infinity rose gold band with emerald cut diamonds. It shone brightly. Reese would wait until they were face to face at the aisle to reveal to her that this was her custom wedding band and that her wearing meant she was his.