Are Diamonds Bulletproof Novels & Stories

Hudson was a beast. A loud thud echoed through the car. One of Marcus's bodyguards had realized something was wrong. He was outside, furiously knocking on the car door and trying to smash the window open with his heavy flashlight. A bright spark of hope lit up in Marcus's eyes. He looked at his guard, opening his mouth to scream for help. But then Marcus noticed the flashlight wasn't even leaving a scratch on the window. The glass was entirely bulletproof. No one was coming to save him.

“The fencing suits are made of strong cotton or nylon fiber. Kevlar is additionally used to make top-class garments, and recently also other ballistic fabrics, such as Dyneema, which are puncture-resistant.” “Like in bulletproof vests?” “Exactly.” Elen didn’t care much about the martial arts, but she was happy seeing the glow in his deep blue eyes. He was an attractive man, but she couldn’t understand Jo’s attitude. She had such handsome, intelligent guys around, but it seemed like she was not interested at all. Elen wondered whether she really suffered from nullophobia or it was one of her tricks. “Are the outfits for kendo also bulletproof?”

Ares’ accident, they hurried to the medical department immediately. Jay sat in his wheelchair with the bullet in his hand as he studied it carefully. Grayson was horrified. "How could the Rolls-Royce’s bulletproof glass not stop such a small bullet?" Jay tossed the bullet to Grayson and said, "This bullet isn’t a military-grade bullet. I’m afraid it’s a bullet from a top hitman organization." Tempest could not believe what he heard. “But we’re just normal businessmen. Why would we provoke the hitmen organizations?”

I said as I took a file out and handed to her, “I need this on a new gun. If you can please make a new design and show it to me by tonight if possible.” “May I know the reason?” Farah asked. “It’s for Allorah. I need it. Now that she’s interested in learning and being stronger, I need something special,” I explained. Farah looked between the request until her brows furrowed. “You need this kind of gem?” Farah asked with a frown, “But we don’t work with diamonds, Dom.” “I know, but diamonds are the strongest one, so get me the best. If possibly ask Sebastian,” I said with a wave of my hand, “How is she?”

Each of the three diamonds sits there, perfectly cut and sparkling like stars. I inch closer, my hand reaching out to touch the diamonds, but Dad quickly interrupts, saying, "Don’t." "Why not?" I ask, puzzled. "You’re gonna get shot if you do that." "How?" I inquire, my curiosity piqued. "Because it’s protected. The moment you touch it, you’ll be dead," he says, gesturing toward the automatic guns mounted around the room. My heart races and I instinctively take a step back. "You should really put up a sign for that so no one gets shot," I suggest, half-joking.

Inside a black velvet box was a unique ring, gleaming with a red gemstone as precious as any treasure and circled by 520 tiny diamonds glittering in the light. Each diamond was meticulously chosen to ensure a perfect fit within the setting. This red gem stood alone in its splendor, unmatched anywhere else in the world. Its worth was astronomical—over $3 billion in Venturian currency.

“T-That’s impossible! “No one can crush a diamond!” Luis staggered back in shock. “Did you buy a fake diamond?” Zenika looked at Kaze, her jaw dropped. Diamonds were the toughest material on earth. Kaze could not possibly have crushed the diamond unless it was a fake. Luis’ face turned ashen. “It must be. I’ll get even with the seller.” He refused to believe that Kaze could crush a diamond with his bare hands. The only reasonable explanation was that the diamond was a fake.

The whole operation of the shop was to shut down for the time being so that Carmen could try the ring. The ring was the shop's Imperial Diamond, and it costs 700 million USD, so there couldn't be any accidents! Even though diamonds were the hardest material, they were still brittle. If it fell to the ground, gravity would shatter the diamond into millions of pieces right away. Everyone in the shop, from the sales people to the security guards were holding their breath. Even the sales woman had sweat rolling down her forehead. Then, she looked at Carmen and said to her seriously. "Miss Adams, this ring is worth 700 million USD. Please be careful when you try it on. Come here and wash your han

"Did you really think I would let you put your hands on it? I secured the asset before the catalog was even printed. The auction was just a show." She leaned in, her eyes burning with triumph. "A show designed to drain your liquidity. And you fell for it. You spent every last cent you had to spite me, and you bought a piece of glass." "You... you bitch!" Lysander screamed. He looked down at the necklace in the box. The five-million-dollar necklace. With a roar of pure, animalistic rage, he grabbed the "sapphire" and threw it against the marble fireplace. CRUNCH. A real diamond is the hardest substance on earth. It would have chipped the marble.

It covers my burn like the polar necks I used to wear. Beautiful diamonds to cover up the ugliness that is my life, keeping me hidden. Unlike the polar neck material that once served the same purpose, these diamonds do not come off.