روايات وقصص ضمن Wof Carnelian

The use of gold is predominant within their culture, and colors of carnelian, turquoise, and lapis lazuli often complement it. "See something you like?" William asked, standing behind me. I could feel the heat of his breath on my neck. I grabbed an ancient Egyptian beaded red and green Cleopatra necklace. "I think that necklace would look stunning on you," the seller smiled. "We'll take it." William handed the seller his credit card. "William, you didn't-" "I know I didn't have to buy it, but I wanted to." He kissed my forehead and grabbed the bag and credit card from the seller.

It belonged to my father, King Maximus Majere. “Your brother chose to have his own made,” Eleanora sighs. “A big mistake if you ask me. He should have worn this one to honor his legacy and remind the council who really makes the laws in this kingdom. Alas, we cannot correct the past mistakes.” Slowly, she removes the lid and hands the base to me. Glowing in my hands is a crown of burning red carnelian, tipped with blood-red rubies and edged in the purest gold. As the sunlight hits it, the stone glows red, staining my hands in blood made of light.

[EIRA] Carena’s voice echoed in her ears and she realised what her words meant; the sapphire gem in Dana’s bracelet was the other part of the Videns viribus. It would fit perfectly in the bone that was possessed by the werewolves, completing the talisman and thus granting them the power to attack. She knew what she had to do and she had to do it fast.

I tell them with a concerned look on my face. “You were poisoned. Someone slipped wulfenite into your water canister,” dad says through gritted teeth. My eyes widen in surprise, “Wulfenite? Where the hell did someone get wulfenite?” I ask in disbelief. Wulfenite is this rare mineral that is found in shades of reds, oranges, or yellows. It’s usually too thin and sensitive to be cut for jewellery, so faceted pieces end up as collector’s items. It’s not significant to humans or other supernatural creatures, but to a mutolupus, it’s highly toxic. If it doesn’t turn you insane, it kills you.

Ann exclaimed almost reverently. "She was fond of intricate designs and artwork, as I'm sure you can tell." Adam chuckled softly. "It's made from obsidian and moonstone and wrapped in platinum. If you open it up, inside is a depiction of Selene, the Moon Goddess, and her first children, the Lycans, and her second born, the Werewolves." Ann nodded wordlessly. There wasn't much she could say, it was truly a breathtaking piece. "I should have given you this earlier, Ann. At this point, I'm willing to try anything that has the slightest chance of being able to protect you from those vile women." He murmured as he ran his hands along her shoulders.

“Now we are starting off with a priceless artifact… a pendant with the rarest red ruby, surrounded by the rare blue diamond. It was named the Fire Cry pendant; the ruby presented the fire, and the diamonds represented the tears. It’s worth $100,000 on the market, and it was given to us by Madam Eliana of the Westwood pack, passed down by generations.” Cassandra walked out, wheeling a small cart that held the pendant on display for the room to see. There was a camera zoomed in on it as well, which brought the pendant to a big screen on the stage for us to get a closer look. It was gorgeous, and my chest tightened when he said that it cost $100,000. If this is what we were starting off with, I

But she is always gentle and nurturing when I need it. Her name ‘Morganite’ originates from a pink gemstone. I love it! The colours pink and rose-gold have always been the colours I feel my soul has a connection to. When I got my wolf when I turned sixteen, I knew why. Morganite is a stunning wolf. She is a pink champagne colour. Just another way to believe that the Moon Goddess has everything planned. “Yes, so you keep saying.” I sigh softly.

By the authority vested in me, Alpha King Azarius of the Sowinski Kingdom, I hereby issue this royal decree: Let it be known that for the upcoming diplomatic mission of our esteemed Crown Prince Alucard Forest de Carteret, I, Azarius Kenneth de Carteret, do hereby request the utilization of the exquisite craftsmanship of the renowned artisans under the purview of Faustina Miles Bellwood. The Velvety Stones, under the ownership of Faustina Miles Bellwood, are renowned for their exceptional skill in crafting unparalleled jewelry. Therefore, I beseech Faustina Miles Bellwood to extend her talents and those of her craftsmen to create a bespoke jewelry piece befitting the esteemed status of our C

Captain Park explained. "I - I can't." I sucked in a deep breath to even my shaky voice to no avail. "B - but I'm a halfling." The room was quiet. Tristan walked towards me. He stopped right in front of me and reached out to finger my necklace. "Crystal." He spoke. Not saying my name but what the necklace was made of. "Perfect for housing poison discreetly." I frowned at him. "What?" "It's a strong ancient poison called Amrodia." Tristan spoke. "Lost to generations of werewolves but apparently not the Van Cliffes."

"Focus on the show. This is classic art." Isolde froze, not expecting to be scolded by the man who spent millions on her. A trace of malice flashed in her eyes, but she quickly replaced it with a look of grievance. "I was just worried you were tired... Since you like it, I'll stay with you." After the opera, to make up for the slight earlier, Caspian took Isolde to Sotheby’s autumn jewelry auction. The finale lot of the night was a top-grade pink diamond weighing 12 carats, named "The Tear of Venus."