Zombies 2 Moonstone Necklaces Novels & Stories

"Alpha - Luna Zara and Luna Selene, have been absent from pack duties for a month. The pack was left in the hands of the council. How could it be that Selene is dead now and Tamsin is responsible?" Zara, seeing her narrative falter, flips out. She pulls something from her pocket, something dark and glinting. It's my necklace, the one I knew I was wearing last night. She holds it up, triumphantly, for all to see. It’s covered in blood. "Here!" she screams, her voice cracking with a manufactured despair. "Proof! I snatched it from her neck last night when she attacked me!" My gaze is fixed on the blood on my necklace. My own blood, from the cut on my hand Zara inflicted last night.

The box was carved with ancient writings, probably Greek or Latin. It was black and was not much bigger than a jewelry box. I opened it and found two pieces of jewelry. One was the sun ring I was looking for, and the other was a bracelet I had forgotten about. It was a silver chain decorated with ruby diamonds. Those diamonds were capable of resisting compulsion from any Genesis Vampire.

She went into the kitchen, ignoring her mother and uncle who were in some sort of heated argument. Those two were always arguing about something. They stopped talking and stared at her with wide eyes, as she went straight to the cupboard and pulled out her pearl globe. A gift she had gotten from her grandma on her fifteenth birthday. “Where are you going?” Her mother asked, following her out of the kitchen. “I have a fucking werewolf to find” She responded, and snapped around when her mum held her arm to stop her. “Don’t even try to stop me momma.”

Louisa's POV "Is that a..." "Amazing, right? You just can't take your eyes off it." I looked at the image in the catalog. It was a headless statue made of precious moonstone. Decades ago, Alpha Shay from the Aberrant Canines sent seven maidens to blast the entire Kanz Mountain into an ocean of fire. From that one, the moonstone mines were sealed permanently, which was why moonstones were really scarce and precious. "But it's broken. Where's the head?" I asked.

She glances at me, and I look away, not wanting to draw attention to myself. I look down at the table while they talk about the marketers around. I pick up a necklace with a small crescent moon on it that reminds me of one my mum used to have but never wore. The moon is all red with tiny white crystals inside. It seems to glow from its own light. When I touch it, it slowly turns blue under my hand. It makes me miss my mum. That sharp pang of grief comes back, and I struggle to push it away. I put the necklace back down. “Thanks for the information, Tanza,” Caleb states. “You have been very useful.”

"Alexander, you didn't need to—" "Please," I interrupted gently. "Open it." She lifted the lid carefully. Inside, nestled on midnight-blue velvet, lay an exquisite set of matching jewelry—a necklace, earrings, and bracelet crafted from the rarest moonstones I'd been able to acquire. The stones seemed to capture the light and transform it, creating an ethereal glow that rippled across their surfaces like water.

"The world shall fracture, kin turn foe, Through salt and blood the rivers flow. The storm will break, the earth will shake, And all shall bend for the choice she makes. If balance holds, a queen is born— If not, the world shall be torn." The last word echoed into silence. Maya gasped, clutching at the necklace around her throat—the one her mother had left her as a baby. It burned against her skin, not in pain, but as though it had awakened. Damien took a step closer, his voice low and steady, though his eyes betrayed his worry. “Maya… this doesn’t

The only problem was ours hadn’t burned bright enough to catch. Not yet, anyways. We spent the better part of the afternoon planning the second rumor—one with teeth. The first had been a whisper, vague enough to stir doubt, gentle enough to be overlooked. This one? This one was a dagger. “A stolen necklace.” Kate said, fingers drumming the desk. “A guilty maid. And two moonstones that can… what, sense each other?” “They’re attuned.” Amelia explained. “Magically forged from the same vein. When they’re near each other, or if one’s been touched by someone who’s also touched the other, they… resonate.”

Swallowing a thick lump down my throat, I held onto my skirts and sauntered into the room. Looking around, it seemed that Zain was more than accurate. There were too many things to see and a strange door had to be the least important on the list. One of them being a blue translucent rock sitting in the middle of the room. It seemed to glow as brightly as the fireflies in the greenroom at night and I had an odd feeling that it had to do with the amount of power it carried in it. “You have the moonstone?” The words flew out of my mouth before I even got a chance to stop them.

Mom never wears an outfit without pockets. I take the black box and open it. There is a necklace that is unique and gorgeous. It’s a crescent moon with diamonds. It’s almost like Mom's choker, except in the middle of the moon is a side profile of a gunmetal skull. On the top and bottom of the skull are rubies in the shape of roses. The chain is gunmetal matching the skull. “Mom, this is beautiful!” “I knew you would like it. A moon for your lycan heritage, a skull for your coven heritage, and roses because they are your favorite, like me. A little token of home to take with you on your adventure and a token to remind you exactly where you come from.”