Stone Heart Book Novels & Stories

I liked to pick up unusual little stones when I walked, and he'd collect the most beautiful gems for me. But now, he gave all his attention to Seraphina. Looking at those gems, now worthless to me, I tossed them out. Then, I got ready to go before the elders and formally state my intention to leave. As I passed the pack square, a few young werewolves were gathered around the "Echo Stone"—the Blackrock pack's version of social media, a special stone that could record and play images. "Look, Seraphina posted a new image!" a girl shouted excitedly.

Inside lay an exquisite lily pendant. "Every year on your birthday, I'd have someone deliver a lily to the Kingston residence doorstep." My hands flew to my mouth in surprise. I had indeed received an anonymous lily every year. At first, I had assumed it was Grandpa's doing, then later, I guessed it was a romantic gesture from Michael. Thus, I never thought more of it. "Why the lily?" I asked. "Treyist scriptures describe the lily as pure and resilient, able to endure fire and not be burned. In my heart, you are just like the lily," Charles said, his gaze on me suddenly deep and tender.

I focused on Aiden Stone, picturing his face in my mind—hard features, cold eyes, the face of the man who’d tried to kill the woman I loved. “Connect to Aiden Stone,” I whispered to the crystal. “Alpha of the Stone Pack.” The crystal began to glow, first a soft white, then brighter and brighter until I had to squint to look at it. The light pulsed like a heartbeat, reaching out across the distance between the Dark Lands and wherever Stone was. We waited. The room was silent except for breathing and the distant howls of shadow wolves. Every warrior watched the crystal, waiting to see if Stone would answer.

"I don't understand." "The necklace," she says simply. "The binding stone that's slowly stealing your wolf." My heart stops. Actually stops beating for a full second before slamming back to life. "How do you—" "Know?" She smiles, but it's sad. "Because I've seen it before, child. Too many times." She stands and walks to one of the bookshelves. Runs her finger along the spines until she finds what she's looking for. The book she pulls out is bound in black leather and looks ancient.

My Alpha slept with another woman. He promised me, "It was an accident." "I was drugged," he said. "I didn't even know what I was doing. Besides, I've already used my family's influence to bury it. No one will ever know." But three months later, I found him in the hospital with her—the pregnant Omega. This time, what Sebastian said to me was as cold and final as a death sentence: "Sophia, you're a smart woman. You understand the importance of a bloodline. This child will be the strongest Alpha heir our pack has seen in decades." That was it. My heart shattered. I turned and walked away. But they had no idea what they had just unleashed.

The hard set of his jaw makes me worry he’s going to crack his teeth. “Mr. Stone?” I call, my lashes fluttering. “What’s his name, little flame?” Oh, no. I’m not giving that out. Not when he’s promised to kill because of me. What if he kills Liam? “Name, little flame!?” I jolt at the pitch in his voice and rattle off. “Liam! Liam Stonovich!” A dark edge clouds over his face. I watch his jaw work, muscles ticking on it. “You’re not…going to kill him, are you?” I whisper, my lips twitching.

I begged as tears rolled down my cheeks, my hands still placed on my chest and the stones, I was willing to do anything as at now “You are a special one, your soul have been wronged right from the beginning of time and the only thing you need is redemption, so i grant it to you but you have to ask from your heart first, and if it truly wants the book, then the stones will obey as you command them” Laughter ensued but it wasn’t for long, as it went quiet moments later “Ask from my heart? How?” “Hello, are you there” My hands banged the stone, but no one replied

But the man knelt before him and held the Bloodstone out, offering it back with a warm, easy smile. Aurelian stared at it. Then at him. “I don’t understand. Why would you give this to me?” “Because it was never meant for me to keep,” the man said simply. “Who are you?” Aurelian asked, taking the stone slowly, still searching his face for the catch. The man’s hand opened and a book appeared in his palm, materializing out of nothing, its cover worn like it had traveled through many hands before reaching this one. “If you want to know who I am,” he said, holding it out, “read this.”

Nomo whispered. (SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW) Sofia felt the stone move. It wasn't just a physical shift; it was a psychic awakening. The marble of the altar cracked, a vein of pure, crystalline white light erupting from the center. The heat was incredible, a searing, cleansing fire that burned away the cold of the drainage tunnels and the stain of Zilo’s brand. She reached into the crack, her fingers closing around a smooth, pulsating object that felt like it was made of frozen starlight. The Heartstone. It was smaller than she expected, no bigger than a grapefruit, but it held the weight of an entire dimension.

Looking at their surrounding, there was a fire furnace burning profusely as if something was added to it, as they kept incarnating the spell book on the ground in front of the furnace lifted itself from the ground and gradually started turning pages on it own and soon a particular page tore out from the book and fell inside the furnace of fire, immediately the piece of book burnt down the fire quenched and the two women opened their eyes. The person she recognized to be the owner of her body bent over to the furnace and picked up a substance that appeared inside the furnace. She smiled and said "The greatest dark stone." Then the portal closed… Yvonne turned around when she heard someone's f