Applebloom X Diamond Tiara Novels & Stories

I followed it up with a string of laughing emojis while trying to contain my laughter from spilling out. Alexander: Well I doubt I'd hear anything today that'll beat this, nothing. Me: Suuuuuuuurrrrreeeeeeeeee Alexander: It's true though, nothing can beat any time I spend with you, anything you say to me, anything about you. My laughter transformed into a smile that I couldn't contain and a blush that spread like wildfire. Me: Don't flatter me, Doc. Alexander: Hopefully, it works. I like it when you blush. You looks so pretty like that.

As I spoke, my eyes fell on the display case where Lily's gifts had once been arranged in a neat row. Only one remained now. The diamond tiara. The tiny crown Damien had commissioned for Lily's fifth birthday, set with stones collected from across three continents. The most elaborate, most expensive, most meaningful gift he'd ever given our daughter. The crown she'd been too sick to wear, lying in the hospital while her parents argued about treatment options and Isabella wove her web of lies around our family. Looking at that tiara, surrounded by the wreckage of my wedding photographs, something inside me finally snapped.

I was definitely dreaming, I decide. I gaze down at it, seeing a passage of small font, and a slightly faded picture...Of Casper. He sits on a throne, almost lounging on it. Somehow, he looks younger, more youthful and carefree. A golden crown is placed upon his head, bejeweled with glittering diamonds, rubies and jade. A cloak of red velvet draped across his shoulders. He looks like pure royalty. "That is Jasper two days before he was meant to be named as Alpha. A day before he disappeared," June tells me.

She jerked awake before dawn, gasping. Tomorrow was gala day. *** By six p.m. the mansion pulsed with silk gowns and whispered conspiracies. Crystal chandeliers turned champagne into molten gold. Inés floated among guests, tray balanced, smile welded in place. Alonso worked the room like a favorite son. Alejandro lingered at the edges, predator-still. Thiago? Absent so far. Halfway through the event, Alejandro’s gaze snagged hers across the ballroom. Steel met flint. He inclined his head toward a side corridor, summoning.

James leaned into my side to murmur and I nodded my head absentmindedly without taking my eyes off the exquisite diamond. “This is called bloom.” Hayley started to say into the microphone and the crowd suddenly grew quiet. After a few minutes, she continued. “”It’s one of the rare pieces that has been passed down from generations to generations because for some weird reasons, the news experts had tried remaking and creating more replicas of it, countless times, but it just never turned out this way.”

The Incomparable Diamond necklace was legendary in its own right, home to the world’s largest internally flawless diamond, a staggering 407 carats, set in warm rose gold and framed by smaller stones meant to amplify its brilliance. It was the kind of piece that stopped conversations mid-sentence. And yet, sitting across from Cassie, even that masterpiece paled beside the Heritage Bloom resting against her collarbone. Nathaniel knew it. He felt it the moment his eyes landed on her.

“The ball is going to start in a few minutes. You don't have to do much. Just stand by the side and once the ball is over, I will come fetch you,” Like a lizard, Roxie nodded. “Who are you?” “Oh, there's been a lot happening and I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Bloom, an Omega wolf, and your maid,” she introduced and then bowed low. “Nice name,” Roxie commented because the name part was the first thing that made sense in what she said. Bloom beamed brightly. *~* Roxie didn't know what to expect when she was escorted into the so-called ballroom by Bloom, even the hallways were an embellishment to reflect luxury and glamor and the ballroom wasn't any different.

He raised his hand to speak, and his voice carried like wind through the trees among their pack. “The bond has been tested in fire and blood. Pearl Rosenthal, born of the hidden bloodline, do you accept the title of Luna, bonded mate of Alpha Taggart Kerrent, protector of the Silver Moon Pack?” Taggart looked startled. Now, as he claimed his Alpha’s crown, he got his first and only mate, Pearl Rosenthal. Pearl made her smile presentably, “I do.”

“You’re our little moonbeam, Kayla.” Finally, Alicia held up a deep silver-gray fabric with hints of dark blue, set aside for Damien. “This, for your mate,” she said, glancing at Stephanie with a knowing smile. “A symbol of strength and wisdom, a grounding force, like the alpha he is.” Stephanie nodded, imagining Damien in the noble silver shade that would match her midnight blue, their attires symbolizing their unity. “He’ll love it. I’ll let him know to come by for his measurements later.”