Steven Universe Moonstone Novels & Stories

“Christian, this is—” “The moonstone represents your Luna powers,” he said quickly, like he'd rehearsed this. “The silver is Shadow Ridge. The smaller stones around it represent the pack you unified. I had Helena make it custom, and I know it's probably too much, but I wanted something that showed what you mean to us. To me.” I couldn't even form words. I just turned around so he could put it on me. The necklace settled against my skin, and I swear I felt it hum with energy. Like it recognized me. I touched the moonstone and felt my own power reflected back.

The boy of house Sullivan said. Moonstone are rare. Very rare, most of werewolf packs and clans will not lend it away, and it wasn’t possible to buy it with money. The green moonstone they talked about is the one that Killian himself had found in his own territory days ago. “That’s all good with, as long as my wife is happy.”

Silence then fell as everyone looked around wondering if the spell worked. Looking at the spot where Celeste was pulled from, all that remained was Luna Rayne’s necklace. Sal walked to the middle of the circle and bent down and picked the necklace up from the ground. I noticed when Sal held the necklace up to the sun the moonstone seemed to have a slight green cast to it, and I wondered if it had gotten damaged. Sal then walked over to Luna Rayne who was standing beside me and said, “Your necklace now not only holds the power of the moonstone but also the sunstone too.

My mom spoke softly, beckoning me away from my mate. He reluctantly released me & I made my way over to my family. Gavin pulled the box from my mom's lap & sat it on the floor infront of them, claiming it was a little heavy. I unwrapped the box & opened to find the most beautiful thing I had ever laid my eyes on. It was a crown & staff, the crown was made of silver, with sapphires lacing the edges. In the center of the crown sat a circular moonstone, shaped as the full moon, with Crescent shaped moonstones on either side of it. The staff was also silver, with rows sapphires running down it. The top of the staff was a large round moonstone. I was in awe as I picked up the staff first, twirlin

“You’re the prey tonight.” Steven smirked. “Five against one? That’s not even a challenge.” The men raised their weapons, aiming at him. “You won’t be laughing for long,” one of them sneered. Steven’s eyes glowed with an icy blue light, and a chilling grin spread across his face. “I’ll make you regret those words. Let’s dance.” Then he turned to me, his expression fierce. “Run, Luna. Now.” I didn’t wait for another warning. I turned and ran, the sound of his laughter echoing behind me.

He is already lost. But Ivy refused to yield. No. Kane is not lost. I will not let him be. With a cry, she drove her claws through the last of the shadows. It disintegrated into silver smoke, fading into the stones. The temple fell silent once more. At the heart of the chamber lay the Moonstone Core. It pulsed like a living heart, a sphere of crystalline silver lodged in a pedestal of obsidian. It radiated cold light, so bright it burned her eyes, but its beauty was haunting, otherworldly like holding a piece of the moon itself.

He carried a small, velvet pouch. "Luna," he greeted softly, his eyes assessing my state without judgment. "How are you feeling?" "Empty," I admitted, the word feeling inadequate. "And... different. Like a room that's been cleared out, waiting for new furniture." "A apt analogy," he nodded. "The null-stone did not steal from you; it evicted a tenant. Now, the house is yours alone to furnish." He opened the pouch and poured a few small, rough-cut crystals into his palm. They were a milky white, shot through with silvery veins. "Selenite. The very stone that dampens the moon's power. But for you, now, it should be a focus, not a cage. It resonates with the energy you now hold. Try."

What did he mean with “Yes?” He sat down comfortably and spoke to us all in a calm voice, “There is an ancient prophecy that says that the Moon Goddess will send two of her creations that will be destined to end the ways that have been forced upon us and they will lead all to prosper and will unite the worlds of shifters.” “Yes we heard about that but why are you saying that?” Tanner, the impatient one as always beat us and asked him. Edmond said, “Because the two chosen ones are here with us.”

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.

The unmistakable mark of the Fallen. Sariel stepped forward first, kneeling as he presented something cupped carefully in his hands. A crystal gleamed within his palms. The Moonstone. Its pale glow pulsed with immense lunar energy. “Your Excellency,” Sariel said respectfully, bowing his head. “I have acquired the Moonstone so that you may regain your strength fully.” Seeing this, Luna accepted the stone. The moment her fingers closed around it, a surge of cool lunar power flowed through her body. Her mood lifted slightly. “Also, Your Excellency,” another voice spoke. It was Haniel. There was a strange amusement in her tone. Something that no longer suited the former Seraph of Hope and Grace.