Steven Universe Blue Lace Agate Novels & Stories

With my tiny hands gripping the wildflowers I had been collecting, I had stopped dead in my tracks. That day, three elderly people came up to me, their eyes wide with awe as they observed my appearance—the blue hair and the matching eyes that set me apart. They had called it special. Selected. They had bowed before me and declared, "You are the one, Ivy," "The reincarnation of the Luan, destined to save us all."

Winston raised his hand, his bodyguards stepping forward to stop Steven's men. Winston patiently asked Larissa, "Would you mind explaining what you think is wrong with this Unicorn Statue?" Steven angrily said, "Winson, are you just trying to go against me?" Winston scoffed, "I just want this young man to assist me. What does it have to do with you?" Steven said sarcastically, "Oh right! After all, you have terrible eyesight! Otherwise, you wouldn't have mistakenly sold valuable emeralds as scraps!" Infuriated, Winston snapped, "Steven, I've had enough of you!"

Athena Blackstone pov Changing back to my normal clothing, I passed by the full-length mirror and caught my reflection. I stopped mid-step and turned to look more closely at the necklace around my neck. Lifting my fingers to it, I creased my brow, studying the stone. “Huh, that's odd, “ I muttered. Seeing the heart-shaped stone giving off iridescent colors when I had always thought it was a diamond but this certainly wasn't a diamond. “It's a Rainbow Moonstone, the Moon Goddess’s Stone. She must have altered the necklace,” Bria informed me.

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.

"That was the point." I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small leather bag. Inside were five stones—clear crystals with swirling blue cores. "Moon tears," Celeste gasped. "They're incredibly rare!" "And the only thing that can counter The Mother's black stone," I explained, giving one to each twin. "When she tries to possess you, these will protect your minds." Orion turned the rock in his hand. "You knew this would happen. You knew about us." "I've known since before you were born," I admitted.

Selene's P.O.V I opened the dark blue velvet box just as he asked. Inside, a ring rested on the black lining. The band was a deep silver metal, carved with intricate, old vine patterns that curled around a central stone. The gem glowed with a soft, silvery-white light, almost as if moonlight were flowing slowly within it. It felt cool and smooth to the touch, yet radiated a gentle, powerful energy beneath its serene surface. Was this... a moonstone?

Aiden POV I called Isaiah back, and he hit me with a bombshell. “Aiden, we have a cave of gems here. You won’t believe what kind either.” “Cool it with the suspense and just tell me. Is it diamonds?” “No. Purple Atlantonite.” I sat up quickly, “Are you fucking with me right now, man?” “Hell no. Check the incoming picture,” he said, and my phone buzzed. I opened the picture, and sure enough, it’s Purple Atlantonite.

I said, smiling over its beauty. "It's a bloodstone. Very rare and very beautiful, like our Luna." A tall woman with dark purple scales spoke. I believe she was a Basilisk. I remembered Bolton said not to look them in the eye too long. "Thank you! Can I purchase it, and this one for my sister?" I held out a matching one with a blue stone. "The blood and tears. A perfect combination for you both. $300 for the set." "Seriously!" Hailey's mouth dropped.

"Alexander, you didn't need to—" "Please," I interrupted gently. "Open it." She lifted the lid carefully. Inside, nestled on midnight-blue velvet, lay an exquisite set of matching jewelry—a necklace, earrings, and bracelet crafted from the rarest moonstones I'd been able to acquire. The stones seemed to capture the light and transform it, creating an ethereal glow that rippled across their surfaces like water.

"Wow. How old are you?" "I'm eighteen." I replied. "I should have known." He murmured, and I turned on the horse to look at him. "What do you mean, you should have known?" I asked. He looked down at me, and our eyes met. Our eyes had met several times in this very long night, but this time it was stronger, more synergic than other times. His electric blue eyes seemed to capture my stormy grey ones and hold on to it, and I could feel myself almost melting in his gaze.