Stone Heart Book Novels & Stories

Jane walked about ten metres from the entrance and began unpacking bags and such. “I’ll help mom.” Sapphire went to assist, something she naturally did. She was the sister who had a hand to help everyone around her and yet never asked for help herself. Ebony knew every large family seemed to have one. Stone picked up rocks and things he found on the ground. “Okay, maybe because I know my rocks and such well enough. This stone, in general, doesn’t look or feel right for the area. I’m not seeing any minerals or limestone rocks. The solid granite rocks of the shield aren’t here either. Well, they are, but they feel like they’ve been sucked dry of something. Which doesn’t make sense at all.” He

she says landing a kiss on my lips, the one thing I always craved, only this time, it's a goodbye kiss. "Bye Nova" I say as the angel took hold of my hand and everything went dark, I forgot everything that ever happened, I forgot Nova, and Lucifer, but deep down inside my heart, she still held a special place. The END. Catch Andy's story in my volume two of this series, his book is called "SOLD".

is really shit." He chuckled, as we kept riding along. We kept on the path, and rode up to a giant black metal gate, surrounded by a big stone wall that seemingly went on for miles. "This is it, princess, are you sure you want to keep going? It only get's more dangerous from here." Gideon told me, getting off of his horse, and helping me off of mine. I took a deep breath, and nodded. "I've got to find out what happened to my family, and what happened to my kingdom in my long absence." I told him, walking to the gate. There was a giant lock that seemed to groan as I approached. "Do you happen to know where the key is? I obviously don't have it." I looked at him, hoping he had the answer. "Yo

I would love to offer something to the creator that will allow all dragons a destined mate, but I do not have any ideas yet. The last few pages of the book are empty, except one. It’s a sketch of a beautiful woman lying on the bed. Her body shape is gorgeous. It reminds me of Tru’s. I place the book down and wonder what’s happening. The book is in my writing, and the entries sound like they are me, but it isn’t possible. I never came here after the stone disappeared. I was too busy searching. The dates are of a time I was stone.

he laughed then disappeared around the corner talking to one of the guards. Apparently, this prison of slaves was a market where the rich bought products. They taught them, fed them hormones and sold them at a high price. Some preferred children. I was disappointed; I truly wanted that egg. It contained poisonous butterflies that fed on blood. He didn’t know that and put it on his shelf like a decoration. The room or rather enormous space we were in was the black stage of the auction. I peeked at the other slaves chained by the wall, dishearted. If I won my way out, I would work on this slavery case. I could no longer escape as my body was enchanted to not cross the door out. Such a shame th

As I am a single child, I am enjoying the feeling of having a sister. Anyway, coming to the present solution, we all are watching the clients wanting to enter Mr.Stone’s cabin, but he is not allowing them. After ten minutes, Mr.Stone came outside his cabin and stood in front of them with a stern expression. Does he ever smile? “What do you want?” he asked them. “We all want you to take your complaints back, and we will not cancel our deals.” One client said as if he is doing charity. “Why would I make that mistake and deal with you all?” Mr.Stone asked arrogantly.

She was amazed that Ace knew about this and yet he was human. “How would I get this stone?” She asked herself when the book opened in front of her. The image of a stone in the book dazzled, she smiled before she dipped her hands into it. Pulling it out, she brought out the red-yellowish firestone and the book dropped catching up in flames. The firestone was indeed a quintessence of rare pulchritude, it was ruby-shaped, and its bright red-yellowish color gleamed. Finally, she had found it, Edmond Michael would return in no distant time. It would happen, her father would see the lights again, he would see day and night. She had made her dreams come true, determination indeed could move mountai

"You. This woman. The one who survived dying and woke up in the wrong world and decided she belonged in it anyway." She could not speak for a moment. The heartstone was blazing so warm it filled her chest, her throat, her hands, the ring on her finger burning gold, the whole room lit with amber and gold, the fire in the hearth blazing up without anyone tending it. "You are still managing," she said, her voice not entirely steady. "Telling me now, at midnight, when I have just found out the stone is going to kill me if we do not bond, when I am standing here trying to decide whether I want to…"

“What if it does more than reject me? What if it tries to rip Elio out and I do not survive?” He slowed his pace. “We have to try. The elders say these stones judge purity of blood and soul. If you carry both, they will react.” We reached the circle of tall standing stones. They hummed with old power. I felt it in my bones right away. “They feel alive. Like they are watching me.” Rhydian placed a hand on the nearest stone. “Step into the center. I will stay right here. Tell me what you feel.” I walked into the middle of the circle. The ground felt warmer under my feet. “It is pulling at me. Like fingers inside my chest sorting through pieces.”

Yet, there was an undeniable warmth, an otherworldly energy that seemed to radiate from its core. Closing my fingers around the stone, I felt a connection—an inexplicable bond that seemed to bridge the gap between my own existence and something far greater. It was as if the stone held the essence of hope, a tangible symbol of Zack’s determination to aid my healing. The weight of the stone, though small, felt significant in my hand. It was a precious gift, one that held the potential for transformation and renewal. Its mere presence ignited a flicker of curiosity within me, fueling my desire to uncover its purpose and the mysteries it held.