Steven Universe Moonstone Novels & Stories

MATTEO'S POV The pack gathered silently in our forest clearing, an undercurrent of unrest prickling the air. As my friend and Beta, Sebastian commanded attention at the center. Beside him stood our honored Luna, Athena, her calm yet determined presence a source of strength. I stepped forward, loathing the news I bore. "While reconnoitering the private lab, I uncovered unsettling records through encrypted files," I began gravely. "They have been experimenting with moonstones - subjecting them to cruel tests to amplify their power."

Alisha’s POV As Archie's words hung in the air, a flicker of surprise coursed through me. I instinctively lifted my gaze, meeting Shaunda's eyes that held a watchful intent. She was indeed observing every nuance between Archie and me, seeking solace in the harmony she wished for her grandson and me. In that fleeting moment, I hurried to pretend to have a good relationship with Archie in front of her, offering a smile to reassure her. Shaunda also smiled behind the desk. On her desk, I saw a glowing red stone covered with strange patterns and inscriptions. I recognized it immediately, a moonstone, to be precise. It possessed magical powers and, when combined with the incantations inscribed on

On the contrary, those stars were truly shining light out from themselves, like Luminous stones. “Nathan, what are thses little things? It’s so beautiful.” “It’s the moon stone.” “Where did you get them? I don’t even see them before I came here.” “Don’t be that amazed. If you are interested, you’re free to take whichever you like.” Nathan gave me the right to pick out one of my favorite among all the moon stones in different shapes.” “No. I just appreciated them, you don’t have to give me any.” “Well, Eho. I’m a Doctor, so I have the ability to make them.”

"If anyone knows Lucia’s whereabouts, please contact me. As a reward, I am offering the three-hundred-year-old Moonstone, the most precious treasure of the Silver Moon Pack." A Moonstone. One of the rarest sacred artifacts in the werewolf world, said to hold the power of the Goddess herself. That Andrew was willing to give it up showed just how desperate he was. The video ended, but the shockwaves it sent through the werewolf world had just begun. Back at the manor, Cullen turned off the device and looked at his son, who looked even worse than he had in the video. "Will this work, Father?" Andrew asked weakly.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

"No I don't, where did you get it?'' I asked looking down, if I stared more than I did just now I would be more likely a suspect. "Never mind that a friend gave it to me as a memorial, I would love to keep such simple yet precious handcrafted jewellery." Andrea had a grin on his face as he started through it, so it was you? You had saved Moon, that wasn't enough to let him back into our lives, I snapped quickly the soft demeanour locked away. "Alright, you seem quite impressed, she must be lucky," I said, clutching my bag. Jade would be surprised that I have to get home early, I couldn't possibly tell her that the date ended in a disaster.

But unlike Steven’s, where his tattoo has a white line of string flowing down to coil three times around his wrist before moving up to connect with the rotating white ball on the inside of his palm, hers has a string flowing down to coil three times around her wrist before moving up to connect with 2 white waves on the inside of her palm. “But I thought subs couldn’t control the main element and I’ve seen Dana try to drown Steven with her powers?” Remembering that morning still puts a smile on my face, in my brief time living with the two of them it was a little amusing to see how childish they tend to get when they’re arguing over something.

"Silver hair, Silver eyes and a mark on her neck." Draven's pulse quickened. The mark. The symbol of the Keepers. Stefan continued. "She knew things she shouldn't have known. About Crestmoon. About BloodFall. About Philipa." Now Draven was fully alert. "What did she say about Philipa?" Stefan looked directly at him, his expression was deadly serious. "She called Philipa..." A pause, then—"The Child of the Silver Moon." The words hit Draven like a physical blow, because he had seen nearly the same phrase inside the damaged BloodFall archives.

"The mate bond will strengthen the protection." Jackson placed his hand over mine as we uncorked the vial together. The moonswater caught the sunlight as it poured onto the central stone, seeming to expand and spread far beyond its original volume. It seeped into the granite, illuminating the runes from within until the entire foundation glowed with silver light. A collective gasp rose from the onlookers as the light pulsed once, twice, then settled into a subtle shimmer that seemed to emanate from the very earth beneath our feet.

Afterwards, their bodies crashed on the floor as their corpse rot in a fast pace. The child that pretended to be Minerva swiftly changed its appearance. It peeked at the man who was on the side all along. “Did you acquire it, Sora?” Santi asked without an expression on his face. “Yes, master.” Sora replied seriously. It already returned into its puppy form. With a wave of his hand, two thumb-sized moonstones appeared on his palm. Santi closed his eyes as he played the two moonstones. He injected some mana to the one moonstone and smirked.