Vampire Diaries Moonstone Novels & Stories

“We tell them everything?” I nod once. “Everything.” He stops pacing. “And what do we call this?” I look him in the eye. “A threat,” I say. “And one we’re already behind on.” *** Moonstone Hall sits like a sentinel on the hilltop, its stone walls aged with time but crowned in beauty. Set into the outer archways and lining the curved eaves are hundreds of polished moonstones glistening in soft hues of silver, lavender, pale blue, and pearly white. In the daylight, they shimmer like water touched by sunlight. But at night, under the gaze of the moon, they glow faintly from within, casting light across the courtyard. It’s said the hall was blessed by the Moon Goddess Herself, and the stones sti

“But most importantly, you must know that her spirit’s protection is not foolproof. Here.” She held out a small crystal to me. “This is a moonstone,” she said. “Keep it on your person at all times; don’t lose it like you lost the talisman.” At the mention of losing the talisman, I felt my face redden. My parents gaped at me, astonished, but said nothing. I gingerly took the pale white stone, noticing how cool it felt in my palm. “What will this do?” I asked. “Moonstone is a crystal that is known for its lunar properties,” Elara said. “More specifically, it has been studied as a powerful tool to strengthen bonds. No one is quite sure how it works, but it is believed to especially strengthen t

The Moonstone Keep had been built to withstand siege and storm. Its foundations were carved into the bedrock of the eastern mountains, its walls infused with warding glyphs older than most lineages. It had weathered vampire incursions, Lycan uprisings, and centuries of noble conspiracies. But as dawn broke, its silence was pierced, and its walls began to tremble. The first body was found at sunrise. A servant boy. Sixteen winters, barely old enough to carry a sword, let alone die by one.

I opened my eyes. “What?” Cassian was staring down at me. “What did you say?” I swallowed. “I didn’t say anything.” His expression changed. “You heard it too?” I shook my head. “No.” Before he could ask another question, Damon stepped toward us. “The moonstone.” He stared at my hand. “What happened to it?” “It broke.” Damon’s face hardened. “That shouldn’t be possible.” Cassian helped me stand. “What do you know?” Damon looked at him.

That's the number one problem they will have to face. Jacob and Lucy went inside the unit that Jacob rented. Luckily, he has enough money to pay. Thanks to the years of hunting and collecting diamonds, he got to use them today. It took weeks of feeding, and Faye is now a fully developed werewolf. But the Moon Goddess is not yet announcing that Faye inherited the Moonstone from Lucy. However, every werewolf, even their family believes, Faye is the new owner of the Moonstone. Moonstone is the heart of the Moon Goddess. But for an unimaginable reason, everyone wants it.

"Most records of it were destroyed generations ago—deliberately, I suspect, to protect it from those who might misuse its power. I found references in Nightshade's private archives, but even she wasn't certain of its location." "Your father showed it to me once," Uncle Mateo interjected, his expression distant with memory. "When I became his Beta. It's hidden within a cave system beneath the valley—accessible only through passages that respond to Graystone and Diamond blood." "Which explains why Nightshade needed Viktor," Maison concluded. "She couldn't access it herself." "Precisely," Jacob confirmed. "Vampires can't interact with certain types of moon magic. The Stone would reject her dire

I said. "Don't you?" His smile was cold. "Then let me educate you. The Moonstone is an artifact of immense power, created by the Moon Goddess herself when she first blessed wolves with the ability to shift. It contains the essence of the original wolf magic—pure, uncorrupted power." "That's a myth—" "Is it? Then explain why you've been dreaming of ancient temples. Of silver wolves running beneath a blood-red moon. Of a stone that calls to you in a language you don't understand but somehow know."

Raymond had made his intentions clear at my coming-of-age ceremony. "Chloe is my fated mate. She is the only one who will ever be my Luna. No one can ever come between us!" Today’s public ceremony to select a Luna was supposed to be a mere formality. My position as Luna was already set in stone. In my past life, Raymond had indeed placed the moonstone necklace around my neck without a single moment of hesitation on this very day. The moment the clasp clicked shut, he waved his hand to dismiss the other candidate she-wolves.

I let out a sigh " okay fine, it was when I went to the woods to get some fresh air, and just literally a break from everything, I was in my bat form and I was just flying around, then my eye caught something glowing in the water , it was a full moon so the moon stone was literally glowing like crazy, the bluish light could literally get anyone's attention. I got it out from the water and I immediately hid it. I didn't know what it was at first but I knew it had to be something important, so I brought it home and I hid it "And you didn't tell me?" She said upset "Come on, I didn't want to put you all in trouble, that's why I didn't mention it, the moon stone is even in the vampires history,

"If I can't mark you yet, does that mean I'm not even allowed to hold my own mate while I sleep?" I felt like there was a hidden trap in his words, but I was too overwhelmed to figure out what it was. 8:30 AM, at the healing center, I locked my office door and pulled a fist-sized Moonstone from the back of my safe. This stone is hyper-sensitive to a werewolf's life frequency; high-level healers like me use it to check bloodline purity. My hands wouldn't stop shaking. I took a deep breath and pressed my palm against the cold crystal, guiding my energy into it.