Novel & Cerita Are Diamonds Bulletproof

"Hmph. Useless, lazy, and still no baby after all these years. But taking million-dollar gifts? That you're good at," my mother-in-law, Victoria Grant, said this with her lips puckered as if she'd caught a foul smell. Lucas Reed—my husband—had just slid a five-carat diamond ring onto my finger when she cut in. A strange chill ran through me. My hand, whole and unbroken, rested in front of me as if nothing had ever happened.

She never provided specifics. I swore I was… Then something caught my eye, glinting in the dim light. I picked it up, and my heart skipped a beat. It was a diamond… no no no, a lot of diamonds. Naturally, it had to be diamonds, one of the toughest substances on Earth. Even after centuries, diamonds would remain untouched. They were all over, scattered beneath the body which was now nothing but skeletal bones. Cameron truly intended to violate this man’s peace, but I had no choice. I held my breath, removed the body, and began stuffing the diamonds into my bag without caring if it was dirtied or mingled with remains.

Rhayan cried when the bullets hit the tinted glass window of their car. Rihanna hugged their son tightly to soothe his fear, her eyes filled with worry as she looked at Dustin. Thankfully, they were riding an Alpine Armored Bentley Bentayga. If not, the bullets would’ve already pierced through and hit his family. He deliberately chose this car, knowing danger always followed them. This vehicle was designed to withstand 7.62mm lead core, 5.56x45, M80 ball rounds, and even 2 DM51 hand grenades—why the earlier grenades had no effect on them.

“I don’t understand” Hector squats in front of Loyalty and takes the ring from her hand. “Amory, it means because a love like ours is just as rare. Titanium is a virtually indestructible metal once it’s set, while blue diamonds are the rarest diamonds to find, and so are pink sapphires”, he explains to her. “Oh”, she says quietly as she takes the ring back from him and begins crying in Nina’s arms again.

The manager looked at the kid in surprise and asked, “How can you be so sure that they are not real diamonds?” After all, even he couldn’t see through them. Colton harrumphed and said confidently, “My mother is a jewelry designer. She has a lot of experience with diamonds, and I’ve heard from her several times in the past.” Then, he continued in a serious manner. “A real diamond is the hardest rock in the world. Even if we rub it with sandpaper, it won’t leave a single scratch on it, let alone a few stomps. However, take a look at this.”

He insisted to have more men following his only son in case of moment like this. This time, three bullet proof cars in their back, dashed out. It was their back-up. The bullet proof cars deliberately smashed the cars that blocking the road. The gangsters worried for their cars. They tried to save their cars, but it was too late. It was already wrecked. They fired, but their bullets were almost running out. They could not beat the bullet proof cars of a billionaire. They clearly underestimated Bill. Now, that they don’t have enough bullets and their cars were already useless, how could they escape?

His life is still in danger! Although, I can't blame him, he doesn't know anything about it and has no fucking idea. But still! That wasn’t enough reason to let his guard down. I was about to say something when I noticed a hooded man in the corner of my eye from outside. I know it's him, the assassin who picks the perfect moment to murder his prey. Our house is mostly made of bulletproof glass, but the credo's bullets are specially designed to pass through any bulletproof material. And for the first time, I regret designing that type of bullet. Yeah right, I'm the one who designed it.

It was unusually heavy. As I examined the ammunition, a chill ran down my spine. The bullets were encased in silver, with a hard lead core, custom-made to inflict maximum damage on creatures like me. Silver, the one thing that could weaken us, render us vulnerable. It was like a poison, a toxic metal that could seep into our veins and strip us of our strength, and it could lead to death if it struck out vitals.

"It appears to be a simple ivory hairpin, with a slightly thicker stem, and it's hollow." Mila offered a faint smile, crouching to pluck a handful of translucent beads from her shoe. Placing them in Nathan's palm, she whispered, "Bulletproof steel beads harder than diamonds, crafted by my own hands." Nathan examined the beads, increasingly impressed by Mila's resourcefulness. Turning away discreetly, Mila discreetly retrieved a tiny spring from within her bra. Respecting her privacy, Nathan glanced away as she adjusted her attire. In no time, she retrieved concealed gun parts from various places on her body, all miniature.

Big enough for only one bullet. “One, silver bullet,” Damon tilts his head, his insightful eyes penetrating me, “may I?” I put the cute piece on his open palm. I’m already in love with it. He switches on the safe and presses under the barrel, which opens with a clear click, showing the inside of the finger-thick barrel -- at its end lying a thin, sharp-head bullet, glittering the unique shine of silver. “I don’t expect you to keep your weapon for too long in a fight, hence the one bullet,” He explains as he puts the gun back together, “Easy to hide and easy to use. With enough pure silver to kill a full-grown wolf, even as powerful as me.”