Tempering Blood Gemstone の小説・ストーリー

Jade was surprised that even Amarok, who was more than interested in anything his mate was involved in, was not interested in touching this special necklace that belonged to his mate. "NO! You definitely canNOT touch it, Jade!!" Before he even had a chance to consider about touching it, Caroline's stern voice rang out starting him. But when she caught his curious look she heaved a sigh and started explaining putting the tray away. "This necklace belonged to Onica. She received it as a marking gift from Adrian. This pendant is a single Painite Gemstone and it is said to be one of the rarest gems in the world. And the floral arrangements around... those are made of pure silver... and... this n

Along the interior rim, a molten vein of alchemical glass - a deep ember-red - runs like a breathing heartbeat. Five asymmetrically placed black obsidian shards jut skyward, each carved into a razor’s edge, catching the light like falling stars. Threaded between the obsidian, pale moonstones glow with inner fire. Tiny silver filaments trace lunar phases around each gem. Across the front arch, grandfather inscribed a spiral of war-runes in obsidian ink. Flanking each temple are low-relief engravings of a phoenix’s upraised wing, rendered in platinum flash, mirroring Emberlance’s imagery. The crown’s underside is padded with midnight-blue silk from the Veiled Looms of Varistith. Finally, a hid

Instead, he carefully guided the craftsman's cutting, and as the waste material fell away, a mysterious red glow began to emerge. The craftsman's heart skipped a beat—such a lustrous glow should not appear in worthless material. Elsie noticed something unusual too, and quickly moved to Andrew's side, crouching down for a closer look. The red glow intensified, revealing a transparent red gem standing out prominently among the debris. For a moment, even the experienced Elsie was left speechless. "Well, what do we have here? A Blood Phoenix Agate—quite rare indeed," Andrew said with a smile as he picked up the thumb-sized red gem.

Papa said sternly with his arms across his chest. I sighed and nodded for Azalea to bring the damn tiara over. Papa insisted that we had to. Kai and Xander had no problems with their gold and silver headbands, but I did not feel all that enthusiastic about wearing a tiara. The tiara was absolutely stunning though. It was a silver and gold band that were weaved together. There were gems of all colors that situated within the dips and curves of the tiara. Papa explained that they were Fae Blood Gems. They got their color by the color of the blood of different kinds of Fae. However, their magic was blocked, making them unusable for spells. Apparently, the magic found in Fae blood was very power

Mandy opens the glass cupboard and takes the jewelery box and takes some collections from there. "The jewelery here is a special edition Young Master. It's all white gold jewelery combined with rare precious stones," said Mandy. Nicko nodded and tried to find a suitable model for Josephine. He tried to pick a necklace with a flower pendant and a black gemstone was in the middle of it. He looked at this deeply, "It contains of serendibite from Sri Lanka which has a complex chemical formula," Mandy explained. Nicko nodded and pointed to a chain bracelet which it's cavity filled with greenish gems. According to Mandy, the gem is Alexandrite which can change color based on the light. During the

The surface of the gem is glowing with streaks of black and purple lights, and just watching the swirls slithering all over the gem makes my blood freeze in my veins. “What's this?” I croak, the sight of the gem also pulling at me, drawing me in like a bloodsucking leech. “This is one of my most prized possessions,” Thanox answers, his eyes shining with amusement. “This gem is a delicate treasure from the realm I come from, and I love calling it the Hunger Darling. For you, this gem has the infinite power to enhance your pathetic little wolf powers, making you stronger and more powerful than any she-wolf in the world.”

Smoke rose in tendrils from open-air stalls where meats sizzled and spices filled the air with an intoxicating perfume. Samarth and Inayat emerged from the jewel seller’s shop, her fingers still brushing the pendant resting over her heart. It was carved from the finest Alexandrite, a stone that shifted its hues under different lights—green by day, red by night. Just like the quiet war within her. Samarth had paid the jeweler in gold coins, heavy and old, etched with his crest. Inayat mounted Cyclone, the white stallion, but her gaze lingered on Samarth as he secured his own steed.

A sinister smile flickered at the corner of her mouth. Leon sat thoughtfully on the sandalwood chair; his brows furrowed with the preoccupied look. Then, he pulled out the jade pendant he had been wearing from his underwear pocket. The jade pendant looks like a Rose, crystal clear. And there is a small piece of red-like blood in the middle of the jade pendant. It’s a rare blood jade. Leon looked at the jade pendant and his entire body fell into deep thought.

“By flame and moon. By blood and bond. Let what was chosen be unmade. Let the fragile, fumbling choices of a confused heart be undone. Let what was bound be loosed. Let the pathetic, weak threads of their wolf-kin bond unravel. Let her heart forget the names that came before mine. Let her memory be cleansed of their touch, their scent, their false affection.” The bloodstone pendant, held aloft in my hand, pulsed with a soft, angry red light, mirroring the glow of the runes on my skin. A faint crack appeared on its surface, then another, spiderwebbing outwards. The stone cracked down the middle with a sharp, sickening sound, like a heartbeat shattering, a violation of its very essence.