Novel & Cerita Upon This Rock Book

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ •*+.』 JOSHUA PERCHED ON A ROCKY CLIFF OVER PALISADE HILL.

"But look." I followed Sara’s finger to see what she was pointing at. It was a rock wrapped in paper. It was weird, like something out of old times. Who did that kind of thing anymore? I reached over and grabbed it. I pulled off the rubber band. I opened the paper. The paper looked like it had come straight from a printer; it was still clean and firm except for the creases that had been stuck to the rock. It had three words typed in bold lettering: "You’re Never Alone."

she answered. It was then I recalled where I was when I placed the book under that spell and approached the window. On the frame, there was a rock that seemed a little loose compared to other parts of the frame. One would have to pay close attention to the frame to notice it. Not just how loose it was, but also how different it seemed compared to the rest of the frame. ‘Here it is!’ I thought, easily taking the rock out of its place, which in turn caused it to turn into a book. The book that we were looking for.

She looks sweet as can be, but apparently she also has thorns. “Well, you didn’t give me your name before you decided to assault me with your eyes, so I just had to come up with a nickname. The color of your cheeks is as red as a rose, Rose.” She takes a step back, her one foot hitting a stack of books and causing it to topple over. The two of us look down at the array of books on the floor. “You’re Nash Pierce,” she muses. I take a few steps closer to her. “That is the name my parents gave me. Sometimes I answer to it.” “Cute,” she whispers, her thick eyebrows drawing together.

he passes the rock to me; I accept it with both hands after a moment of hesitation. This is it then, the moment of truth, the little weird rock will dictate the path of my life forever. It's heavy and cool in my palms, somewhat chalky. I brush my right thumb over the smooth surface and then look at the pad of my finger, slightly expecting there to be a white residue on my finger. There isn’t. Hmm. “Look into the moon child” the abbot coaxes I blink slowly, and upon closer inspection, I notice the rock is a slivery blue not white as I initially thought

Ishtar had picked up the stone before it hit the ground. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

Questioning the alpha friend of his, alpha Hercules approached the table as his friend opened the cover of the old book it was big and thick. The papers have turned yellowish. It seemed it have not been opened for years until now, "This book was in my library, it was my grandfather's. He was liked stones, and so he loved collecting information about them. I am sure that Rex Stone... Whatever it is, we may find some kind of info about it in this book. Grandpa has entered details for about two and half lakhs of various stones. I am just hoping that we get some clue about that stone too." It sounded reasonable.

It came as a series of sensations, the cold rush of water, the shock of a landslide, the long, patient sleep in the dark earth. The rock in my hand didn’t glow. But it felt… known. “Interesting.” Morwen’s voice made me jump. She had approached without a sound. “You found its past child, now, ask it a question.” “A question?” “All things have a nature. A purpose. Ask the rock what it is.” I focused on the quiet feeling of the stone. I pushed an intention toward it, not with power, but with curiosity. What are you? The answer was immediate and solid, “Anchor.”

Fane frowned as he slammed his fist on the rock violently. Everyone heard a boom, and the rock slightly quaked. Everyone's eyes widened as the crystal on the rock suddenly glowed a vibrant purple color so bright that it hurt the eyes of everyone staring at it. All of them either covered their eyes or averted their gazes. There had been quite a few people who made the rock glow purple before, but the light had never been so intense. It was as if the rock had its fill of power! "Goodness! Is something wrong with the rock? Why is it glowing so intensely?!"

"Okay... uhm, nice to meet you all." Trace stepped up to me and smiled. "Savannah, meet my bandmates. This," He spread his arms wide being as dramatic as he possibly could "is the Riot Club."