Steven Universe Blue Lace Agate Novels & Stories

The people wandering around were also clearly from a different social class. In the far back stood a glass display case. A small crowd surrounded it, seemingly admiring a breathtaking jewel. From between the gaps in the crowd, Jacklyn vaguely caught a glimpse of the gemstone. It was cerulean blue, and it shimmered especially brilliantly under the lights. Just one look and she made up her mind. That was the one! "Liam, that stone fits my design extremely well." Without any hesitation, Liam called over a staff member and purchased it. The cerulean sapphire was theirs. And with that settled, they prepared to leave.

Merlin comes back over with three round gems, “Now, I wouldn’t make you carve the setting, I could magic that for you, but maybe one of these, here?” She hums thoughtfully and looks at the gems he’s chosen. They were all smooth circular cabochons; there was a fire agate, a fire opal, and a dragon’s breath opal, which she knows is just fancy glass. But the hints of blue spoke to her, she picks it up and places it where he had suggested, she tilts her head and pulls out Kai’s gift too.

he smiles and reaches into the pocket of his black leather jacket. He pulls out a velvet black jewellery box, and he opens it, looking up at me. In the box, there is a silver necklace, in the middle of which there is a pendant; a gemstone in the shape of a small bright blue heart. I gasp and take it in my hand. "I thought it would look good on you because it's the same colour of your eyes. It's blue topaz." I look up at him. "This is a real gemstone?" He nods. "I couldn't just bring you plastic or glass, could I?"

Xander rolled his eyes. “Brianna,” Alaric lifted my chin to look at him, “tell me why your dad chose these stones,” he said as he spun my bracelet, pausing to look at each one. “This bright blue one, Tanzanite, is my birthstone,” I turned it to white opal coloured one, “Dez said this one is Moonstone, for clarity,” I continued to turn it to the reddish-brown one, “Red Tiger’s eye, to keep me grounded and calm me,” I turned it to the last one that was greenish with red flecks, “and Bloodstone, to help me be… me,” I smiled at him. His fingers were tracing over the gems, as he spun it on my wrist when it hit me, “It’s like he knew…”

Stephens never disappointed, but this time, he had outdone himself. I reached for the first box, the one lined in deep blue velvet. Inside was a necklace that seemed almost alive. The centerpiece was a pinkish-orange gem that looked like a captured sunset, surrounded by smaller white diamonds that shimmered under the desk lamp. I remembered Stephens saying, “This stone, Mr. Blackwood is rare; its Padparadscha sapphire. It symbolizes eternal passion and grace. It’s one of the rarest sapphires in the world, perfect for a woman who inspires both.”

Made sense. “Well, Alpha Steven mentioned that he wished he knew if there was a way to somehow protect you from visions. I remembered that I had done this, and we looked. Sure enough, there is a way.” He pointed to the stone hanging from the end of the chain. “This is sapphire moonstone. It’s very rare but it has protective properties. It will protect you from whatever bond Cornelius has on you.” I took the necklace and looked at it curiously. It wasn’t pretty, but it was very unique. In the stone’s depths, it looked like an ocean, swirling and moving. I was mesmerized by it.

A mate mark. “I’m happy for you,” Lydia said. Thalia smiled. “I’m happy too. And Knox… he’s a good guy. I’ve seen how you two look at each other.” Lydia smiled faintly. “Yeah, I guess so.” Thalia pulled out a necklace. The pendant was a woman’s head with snakes for hair—Medusa. It looked golden, but it felt alive. “This is my parting gift,” Thalia said, placing it around Lydia’s neck. “I can’t say goodbye at the garage—it’ll break me. So remember me until we meet again.”

"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.

It was not recognition that startled but recognition that waited. “Welcome,” she said calmly. “Please take your time.” I did not look at Julian. I did not look at Weston. I walked straight to the display case at the center of the room. There they were. My breath left me in a way I couldn’t control. They were small and unassuming. A pair of earrings set against dark velvet, silver filigree shaped like delicate leaves, a single pale stone at the center of each. Moonstone. Adrian had always said it caught light the way truth did, quietly and honestly.