Valuable Stones And Rocks Novels & Stories

he murmured. "It’s not," Cheryl nodded, her webbed fingers popping the lockbox open to reveal three jagged, midnight-black stones that throbbed with a faint, violet luminescence. "It’s the currency of the Deep Trenches. The maritime empires don't trade in gold, Vance. They trade in power. If the Queen introduces these stones into the western markets as a sovereign-backed imperial script, the Dawn-Gild's gold bars will become completely worthless on our shores within a week."

As Alexander examined the stone, a hush fell over the room, everyone eager to hear his verdict. After a tense moment, he spoke, his voice carrying authority. "Ladies and gentlemen, this stone is no ordinary rock," he declared, his eyes gleaming excitedly. "It is a rare raw gemstone, and I am prepared to offer 100 million dollars."

Andrew held the bone stick tightly, slightly hesitated and bowed his head, "Grandpa, this beautiful stone is very precious, isn't it? Actually, I don't want so many things like this, but Jenny said that this stone is very good for Ray's body." Hearing him say this, the old man sighed. The old man looked at Ray's reddening eyes, who was lying on the bed, breathing heavily and clutching his chest in pain, and finally refrained from saying anything harsh or accusing. If he weren't the only adult in the house whose body was deteriorating day by day, the children wouldn't have to go through so much trouble. The old man leaned against the wall, slowly stood up, and reached out to touch Andrew and