What Does The Moonstone Do In Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

For days, I'd been working on a stabilizing talisman—something that could help Amara control the flood of power threatening to swallow her. The main ingredient sat before me: a shard of moonstone that had been soaking in a combination of wolf's bane and elder blood. It glowed faintly with its own light. "I need something personal from you," I said, turning back to Amara. "Something that carries your essence." She reached up and plucked a piece of her hair, wincing as she did. "Will this work?" I nodded, taking the hair and wrapping it carefully around the moonstone. The stone pulsed brighter in reaction.

Xavier punched in what he thinks would be the password to the safe and he shut his eyes tightly hoping he wasn't wrong. Xavier gasped out when the safe opened up. Even though he saw her click the keypads secretly, he wasn't exactly sure it will work. His eyes glazed at the sight of the shiny Moon Stone sitting in all of its glory. Xavier inhaled deeply as he brought it out of the safe. It wasn't much of a big stone and can be pocketed into a trouser. The Moon Stone looks more like a diamond stone but isn't diamond. It is a rare stone carved by the Moon Goddess herself. It is her gift to the werewolf race. Xavier dipped it in the pocket of the short trouser he had on and he made his way out o

"Draven, don't be angry. I'll talk to her." She walked over and leaned in, whispering in my ear. "Don't think that just because I was gone you could play pretend with Draven and seduce Liam into being your lover to replace me. In their hearts, I will always be the most important one." "You want the Moonstone? Fine. Kneel before me. Show me the submission your kind is so good at, and I’ll consider giving it back." My heart seized. The stone held the healing energy of my ancestors. More than that, my grandmother had placed it in my hands herself...

I guessed he was lying when he said his feelings remained true to me regardless of whether I had a wolf. While walking away, I took one last look at the wooden box holding my mother’s keepsake. No one understood the significance of the stone from my mother. It was a moonstone, a gift from the Moon Goddess to white wolves. Should I wish to reject Joey as my fated mate, I could use the stone to break the mate bond between us. One way or another, I must get the stone back.

I step backward immediately. My breathing sharpens. Because suddenly— nothing feels impossible anymore. Not the visions. Not the hunter. Not the necklace. Not the strange pull inside me whenever Moonstone was mentioned. The healer lowers his voice carefully. “There are old stories about the Moonstone heirs. Their blood carried abilities tied to memory, instinct… power.” The freezing guard. The poison. The visions. My stomach twists violently. “What are you saying?” The healer hesitates. Then quietly— “I think your memories are returning.”

Alpha said looking at me and nodding my head at this I realized that the tasks might be harder than I thought it would be. “What is the second problem?” Clay asked, a little disturbed and eager as he leaned forward as if to coax his father into revealing the news early. This time Alpha took a pause and I could see that he was reconsidering whether to tell us or not. “What is it Dad?” Cain pushed further on seeing his father worried like this and at last letting out a deep frustrated sigh Alpha revealed, “It’s the moonstone. The moonstone that symbolizes the spiritual power of the Pack and the presence of the Moon Goddess’s blessing on our Land, it’s light is slowly and steadily diminishing.”

Since Damien insisted, the Luna had no choice but to agree. Heidi took the moonstone. In my previous life, Heidi truly couldn't measure up. The moonstone barely glowed at all. What pure blood could a mongrel she-wolf possibly have? But what did it matter? No matter how badly she did, Damien took her as his mistress anyway. And now, looking at the dead-black moonstone in her hand, I had an idea. I quietly nicked my finger and flicked a single drop of blood onto her stone.

Thomas said shrugging and motioned for her to relax while they listened to the conversation. “Are you really saying that you have found the missing Moon Stone. Like the real Luna Stone!” Melissa asked after recovering from her shock. “Yes, surprisingly I believe the stone found me. I heard there will be a big auction at the underground black market and my source told me that the stone would be up for sale. You do know how important the stone is to the whole werewolf race.” Amanda said proudly as she sipped her wine for effect before dropping it down and looking at them.

Dax assured her, moving to her side, placing a hand on her other shoulder. "I'm sure you will," Kelda said, holding up a hand. "There's something else. Something I need to check." She turned to one of her bags and withdrew a small, ornate box. Inside was a crystal that seemed to pulse with an inner light. "What is that?" Vivi asked, fascinated despite her exhaustion. "A moonstone," Kelda explained. "It reacts to shifter blood. The stronger the reaction, the stronger the shifter bloodline." She held the stone over Vivi's heart.

The easiest marks in the world. “Two hundred million dollars. Not a penny less.” Carter blew a smoke ring, tapping the mine’s survey map. “This deposit contains a rare mineral, ‘moonstone.’ It can significantly boost your wolves’ healing abilities. Mr. Damon, I know you’re not short on cash, and this is a strategic asset.” Two hundred million? This was robbery. Damon sat beside me, his face an unreadable mask. But the cold radiating from him had dropped the room temperature to freezing.