Black Diamond Su Novels & Stories

With the plate number 999-401-667. “Nine hundred and ninety nine- four hundred and zero one-six hundred and sixty seven. Red SUV,” I muttered under my breath. The human brought out a diamond bracelet,she smiled happily and turned to leave through the way that leads to the pack gate. She got to the gate. But couldn't get out, then a black figure appeared. She asked the figure for help, but when the figure step closer, and she saw a knife, she bolt Inti the woods…and my vision blurred.

He held it between us, snapping it open with a sharp *click*. Inside sat a ring that defied every tradition of Oakhaven high society. It wasn't the clear, brilliant diamond Julian had used to 'mark' me as his property. This was a **Black Diamond**—a raw, jagged, five-carat stone that seemed to swallow the light of the hallway. It was surrounded by a halo of small, blood-red rubies that looked like droplets of frozen fire. I hesitated, my hand hovering in the air. The sheer weight of what this represented—a contract that bound my life to the most dangerous man in the city—suddenly felt very real.

I am so worried about how bad these dreams get each and every day. I know something is bothering you and as I always say, take me as your best friend and feel free to tell me anything and everything.’ Mariam, Susan’s mother says sweetly to her, to which she nods her head positively. After a little more conversation with her daughter, Mariam retires to her room to continue her sleep. ~> Introduction to characters. Susan Parrish, female protagonists/ Black’s mate. There’s going to be a lot of her POV’s. Jones Black[Abbadon], male protagonist. There maybe a considerable amount of POV’s in his name.

These SUVs are my preferred mode of transportation. A black Range Rover is more than just any SUV; it is a luxury V8 SUV crafted by the esteemed British automaker, Land Rover. Its sleek and modern design is instantly recognizable, from the iconic front grille to the gracefully sloping roofline. Equipped with large alloy wheels and off- road tires, it exudes a sense of ruggedness, while its custom- built bullet-proof exterior and windows attest to its practicality in the perilous world I inhabit. Sliding into the driver’s seat, I relish the smooth ride as the engine roars to life. With a top speed of approximately 130 miles per hour, this beast can transport me swiftly to any destination.

"These are made of reclaimed whiskey barrel wood, and they incorporate diamonds as centerpieces. The one on the right is a black diamond solitaire. The contrast between the black diamond and the platinum band makes it eye-catching if that's what she's into." He sighs, rubbing his face. "I don't know, man. I mean, I know, but there are just too many I think are perfect, you know? And Mira is the kind of person who likes a lot of things, so I'm going to have to dig deep." "You don't mind if we look around some more, do you?"

I crossed one of my leg over. "Welcome everyone to the black auction. We have pretty good items today so please enjoy. The first item. One of Lala-land's finest diamond. This diamond is also one of the rarest diamond in the world. The silver has been extinct and this is the last of its kind. It can cut through anything and projects bright light. This diamond is one of a kind. There's no other of it in the world. We will start the bidding at 3 million dollars." The person said.

the leader of their council said. There was so much hatred in the way he spoke to me, and I wondered what he was talking about. "What did you find out?" I asked him. " You possessed a dark lunar magic and this has brought about some kind of darkness to our pack, we do not accept that kind of magic here and anyone who brings such to us will be punished" he said. It sounded like some lame joke, I am never with such kind of magic, what has this got to do with me?

“I’m Lilibel, Gregory’s mate. We’re so pleased to have you here.” Their kindness eased something tight in my chest. To Gregory’s other side sat another woman, elegant and graceful, with silver threading through her dark hair. She smiled at me with what seemed like real welcome. “Genevieve Blackwood. Gregory’s sister. I’ve heard wonderful things about your work with pack security.” “You’re too kind.” Then my gaze fell on the woman to my left. She was beautiful in a cold, perfect way. Dark hair swept into an immaculate chignon. Designer dress. Expensive jewelry. But her eyes, when they met mine, held all the warmth of a winter storm.

(Derek's POV) The scent of burnt silver ash hung heavy in the night air as I approached the ceremonial grounds. My enhanced pack guards fanned out behind me, securing the perimeter with practiced efficiency. Their presence created an immediate shift in the atmosphere - a clear statement of my authority as Silverstone Pack heir. I spotted Alexander Blackwood and the beta female - Sarah Rivers - standing by a memorial alcove. The moonlight illuminated their faces, etching their expressions in stark relief. Alexander's posture was rigid with hostility, his golden eyes bloodshot and hollow with what appeared to be grief.

Dylan growled, his voice laced with fury. "My, Mr. Wright, aren’t you stingy?" The man in black ignored Dylan's anger, his tone mocking. "Why keep such good things to yourself? After all, Miss Frost is the woman you love most, isn’t she?" The woman he loved most… The words stirred something deep in Suzy’s heart, catching her off guard. But there was no time for emotions. Dylan’s condition couldn’t afford any delays. Decisive as ever, Suzy seized the moment while the man in black was taunting Dylan. With lightning speed, she launched a handful of silver needles in his direction.