Books By Jewel Novels & Stories

Some escorted them for picking of dresses and some do their groceries with a list with them given by Lucy herself. "Put this all in the bag. Your madam likes it all!" Gale ordered their employees. All of them put all the clothes, jewelry, shoes, and makeup sets, which almost filled thirty bags. "Madame is lucky! I wish I can be like her!", one of them feel jealous while putting everything she chose in the shopping bags. Lucy was done and she waited for Gale to finish his selection of clothes and other personal things. She waited for him in the lobby. A few minutes later, Gale called her.

The clear crystal that was attached to it acted like a prism amidst the lighting from the myriad of fallen lamps that surrounded them. “He didn’t know what material to make the chain of. Normally it would be silver, but he wasn’t sure if you could tolerate it, so he went with platinum.” “I owe him,” Jasper said in a soft voice as he slid the chain over his neck. A small jolt of energy consumed his body almost immediately. Lila smiled as she asked, “Did you feel it?” When he nodded, she pulled out a more delicate looking chain for herself and slid it over her head. “Wow,” she softly whispered. “I’ll never grow tired of the wonder of magic.”

_____________ During training for the Diamond Crown I was taught, and it was totally in vain. _____________ It's because you didn't learn from her, trust me, or you learn or... - He didn't complete the sentence which made me even more anxious. - How to be a lady... It's going to be awful. He knocks on the door in a way that makes me jump. It opens slowly and silently to reveal a sunlit room. - I'll be back to bring your lunch - Lian warns. I remain motionless, feet planted on the floor, but Lian gives me a gentle push into the dreaded room. The doors close behind me. I'm cut off from the hallway and anything that might soothe me. The room is pretty but plain, with a wall full of windows; oth

As I stared down at the glimmering diamond ring, I could only think about how ironic this entire thing was. "You have a horrible memory, Dean. This ring is filthy." I walked over and grabbed the ring. Dean grinned with glee, foolishly assuming that I'd changed my mind. "Eve, you..." However, his face soon went stiff, frozen in place. I raised my hand and threw the priceless diamond ring down to the patch of grass at the bottom of the building. Tears welled up in his eyes as he gazed down in dejection, clinging to the railing.

The moment the lids were lifted, even my highly critical adoptive mother gasped. There was a ceremonial mating gown woven from premium fabrics, a veil adorned with deep-sea pearls, and a Luna crown sculpted from pure moonstone. Beneath those lay countless jewels, trade agreements, and resource deeds. Every single item was of immeasurable wealth. Theodore's smile stretched practically from ear to ear. "The Northern Alpha actually sent this much?" "Good heavens, this is far more lavish than the gifts the Black Rock Pack prepared for their Luna!" Sophia instantly changed her tune, affectionately grabbing my hand.

Jewel came out and she was the sexiest of them, she was wearing six-inch heels, her legs were long, thin and sexy. She looked Amelia from tip to toe and was amazed. No doubt the girl had an amazing figure.. she can make a lot of money here, also Jewel wasn't worried that Amelia will take her place because she doesn't know the tricks as Jewel do. Plus more than half of the clients are eager to have her. Sweetpea then handed Amelia a pair of six-inch heels in black. "Wear this.." said Jewel as she lightened up a cigarette for herself. "But I can't wear heels." Amelia looked at her, face blank.. nervousness was all around her pretty face.

Dominic nodded and recounted how he and Andriana had set a trap for Elijah, from start to finish. When he finished, Jewel's eyes lit up. "So when the time comes, we'll have White Cosmos No. 1 and Cosmos No. 2. We'll make a fortune." Dominic laughed. "You old money-grubber." "You're the old one!" Jewel bristled and reached over to pinch him. "Hey, don't mess around. I'm driving…" … Before long, they arrived at the opening ceremony. The moment they stepped out of the car, Jewel paused in surprise. "So many people?"

he whispered. He wandered around, taking everything in. He sat on the couch, leaning back. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jewel walked into Ryder’s company with the kind of confidence that made people stare. Her high heels clicked sharply and her expensive perfume filled the air. Her long black hair bounced with every step as she moved past the reception desk without even a glance. The receptionist looked up briefly but said nothing. She already knew this woman. Jewel pressed the elevator button and stepped in the moment the doors slid open. She stood tall, staring at her reflection in the mirrored walls as the elevator rose steadily to the top floor.

“You are giving away the jewels the emissary gifted you from the king? Why would you do that when you could use it to fill your library?” Eleanor smiled as she leaned over and kissed him quickly. “Thank you for my library and I’m sure we will fill it with wonderful books over time. The jewels are money I did not expect to have and I really don’t feel is mine. I will buy some books eventually, but I would love to spend some of them on things to give. They have been kind to me and stayed with me at all hours, so I would like to thank them. I have never been able to give anyone anything, other than a story that is. I want to.” “Your stories have been marvelous gifts to many,” he said as he pull

I picked up my bag and brought out the sketch book absentmindedly but Cayden noticed immediately. “What’s that?” he asked “My headache.” Silver replied. “Oh no, artistic suffering.” I ignored him and opened the book. Several jewelry sketches filled the pages. Some were either rough, detailed or crossed out aggressively. Cayden leaned forward slightly. “You made these?” “Obviously.” I answered. Nora immediately scrambled over. “Oh my gosh, these are gorgeous.” I flipped through another page slowly. “I’ve always liked jewelry,” I admitted quietly. “Not because of the money. I just…” I paused briefly. “I think jewelry tells stories.”