روايات وقصص ضمن Stone Warna

Realizing that she caught me, she was embarrassed and tried to get out: - What is your color? - I have a fair one, but no matter how strange it may sound, purple is clearly seen. And-and-and ... - fell silent. The devil felt my curiosity about the appearance of her brother's wolf, but apparently she was waiting for a question from me. Silence reigned in the room, and I did not dare to ask the question I wanted to. I thought - amber, ametrine. Maxim mentioned some kind of Slavka Oniksov - all these are semi-precious stones and the names are appropriate, and his mother from the Silver flock is metal.

If someone spoke a lie while holding it, the stone would glow a deep, blood red. I had never seen this coming. There was absolutely no way Stellan could lie while holding that stone.

Tharion set to work, using his knowledge of alchemy and the arcane to forge the Bloodstone Amulet. The creation of the amulet was a complex and dangerous process. Tharion began by selecting a rare mineral known as Bloodstone, which was said to have the ability to store and amplify energy. The Bloodstone was a deep, blood-red crystal, veined with streaks of black that seemed to pulse with a life of their own. It was a mineral that was difficult to find and even harder to work with, but Tharion was determined to succeed.

Deep purple, swirling script and tiny inlayed gemstones decorate all the available covers space. ‘Witches – The origin of a species.’ I recognise some of the gems, others look like they could have been stolen away from other worlds. A milky white, opaque stone, with black veins and a blue hue in the right light, stands out above the rest. I would recognise a moonstone anywhere. My thumb glides over it’s cool, polished surface and a shiver runs up my arm. The freaked out little boy inside me, yells at me to put the book down. I’m not about to argue. I place it on the table beside me and reach for the next.

I practically collapsed onto the floor, completely spent. Tyce got up and ran into the bathroom, returning with a warm wet towel, that he dabbed along my skin. He then threw it into the dirty laundry basket and laid down next to me pulling me on top of him. I rested my head on his shoulder as he brushed his fingers along my back. "That was amazing," he whispered. "Thank you for the ring. It's beautiful," I said. "The stones have meanings. I got jade put in for the Jade Moon Pack of course, but then the yellow citrines and the red rubies are for our wolves' eyes."

She looked at where he was pointing, her power stone, and caught him, looking at him disapprovingly. "Oh it is." "It looks extraordinary!!" "Indeed he is also, he multiplies his powers." Keeping pace with him, Baekhyun and Chen said Damontry, they don't understand anything. "Can I see it up close!" Minho spoke with a smirk as Damontry nodded and snatched it from her neck while holding his necklace. " Help yourself ". Minho approached her with his hand behind his back, but Damontry pushed the stone away as she said. "Not before you get rid of this."

The craftsmanship was exquisite, clearly custom made. "Owen, this is beautiful," I breathed, touching the stones gently. "When did you have time to commission this?" "I have been working on it for the past month with help from the bloodline representatives. Each stone came from their families, pieces of their heritage that they wanted you to have. The silver is from my pack's territory, forged by our best metalworker. It is meant to remind you that you are not alone in this, that seven bloodlines and dozens of packs stand with you."

“The most temperamental stone on the planet.” Jenny gasped. “Wait, the electric-blue one?” “Yes,” I said tightly. “The one that fractures under high heat and changes color if you so much as look at it wrong.” Grace let out a low whistle. “They’re giving us a gemstone that’s basically a ticking bomb.” “Great,” Gideon muttered. “Because what we really needed this year was a metaphor for emotional instability.” I shot him a glare. He winked. Ryan skimmed the letter, then looked up, meeting my eyes.

The lines are simple and allow the gold to shine. “Garnets?” I ask, unsure of the stone. They are deeply red, like the seeds of the pomegranate. “Yes! It’s good to know your gemstones! I always know them because they look like pomegranate seeds, and they shine more brilliantly at night.”

"But as I said, as long as a relative of mine is still alive, we are not oblige to do so. Thanks to Mamang Turiya." "Who is that?" "My grandfather's cousin." "So, what now?" "You understand right, that I came here not to make you propose to me or something? I came here because I am finding something, as what I said, the Vermilion. The one thing that could stop the Malignobons. And I believe if l could find it, we will not get oblige to stick to each other forever anymore. There's a story that our ancestors had told us. It's about the Vermilion. Once found, it would grant the catcher to have two wishes. I promise you once I find it, one of those wishes that I will make is to break the treaty