Cincin Berlian Hitam Pria Novels & Stories

And I swear I see her winking at Jace and playfully biting her lip as she turns to Evren. I frown. “That’s fine, but let her choose first,” Luca mutters. “O-Okay! But feel free to check the men’s collection if you ever feel interested. Luca just nods and quietly observes the rack of men’s jewelry. Aside from necklaces, bracelets and fancy rings, there are some watches there too. Some of them are even encrusted with diamonds! I wonder if that’s what Jace’s supposed bespoke watches look like. I stare, amazed.

"I never had the chance to properly ask you to marry me, Meris." He whispered, his eyes not leaving mine as he opened the ring box. To say my breath was knocked out by the ring in front of me would be an understatement. It was a black diamond ring, massive… like fucking ten times larger than the one Connor had proposed with. The obsidian stone shone brilliantly against the chandelier light, enough to capture anyone's attention from close range or even a far distance.

Obviously, Emmy told Jasper right away but that was it. Currently, I was sitting on a seat in the private air plane. I kept admiring the ring he had given me. Platinum metal had a singular black one karat circle cut diamond. The band had a twisting pattern around it. The black diamond, I learned later represents the Black Moon name. Alec’s great great grandpa mined this stone and designed this entire ring. The metal had to get replaced due to the wear over the years but they kept the design and the stone. “Eath to Kristen!” Alec waved his hand between my eyes and the ring.

he proposed to her. The ring he picked up for her is not too extravagant, but unique. This is the only piece made and available in the world. The diamond sitting in the middle is a dark grey colour, which looked like it might be navy blue or black from different angles. There are several smaller white diamonds surrounding the stone. It is breath taking and can be worn everyday.

The black tie was undone, hanging loose around his neck. "Beige is for victims," Vespera murmured to her reflection. "Pastels are for peace. Tonight is not about peace." "No," Cyprian agreed, stepping up behind her. "Tonight is an execution." He met her gaze in the glass. He looked dangerous. The "Thornless Rose" tattoo on his neck peeked out from the crisp white collar of his shirt. "Turn around," he said softly. Vespera turned. Cyprian held a long, thin velvet box. He opened it. Inside lay a bracelet—a band of platinum set with jagged, raw diamonds that looked like shards of ice.

A man came over, "Good morning. Can I help you find something?" "Yes. I'm looking for a wedding band. Something unique. I don't have a lot of time so I was hoping something would catch my eye." She looked over what was in the case and felt disappointed. Sure, they were all nice but nothing stood out for Rhys. "I just finished a couple of rings. I will bring them out. Hold on", The man said. He returned with a tray holding three rings. Pearl couldn't believe it. The center ring was beautiful, it had what looked like black and gray seashell imbedded into the design. "I love the seashell one in the middle", she said. He smiled and handed it to her for a closer look and said, "That isn't seashe

She was always in high heels but decided to wear flat shoes today which made her appear really small beside Kirklin. While he sat on her table facing her, Alexandra looked at him and marveled at how sexy he looked. His beard was well carved and he looked dapper in his navy blue suit which he matched with an immaculate white shirt and a pair of Canary Diamond cufflinks made from 20-carat white gold. His initials KKJ were encrusted with 21 carats of canary yellow diamonds encircled by 10.76 carats of additional baguette-cut white diamonds and the yellow diamonds matched his calm and peaceful personality. His toned biceps and chest made his outfit sit on him perfectly. He looked like a flawless

His head drops. Janine looks sharp now. “And the ring?” “It was a gold band,” I say evenly, “with a diamond pendant, white crescent, surrounded by black. They said it was black onyx.” Mr. Blackwood starts panting, his hand tightening on the table. Mrs. Turner rubs my back slowly. “Black diamonds… black onyx… those are often symbols. Priceless ones. Especially when made by certain families.” “Oh,” I say, shrugging. “I just thought it was jewelry. People steal things.”

she asked. "Oh, you have a great eye for rare gems, Your Grace," the man said. "This stunning certified Asscher cut diamond is absolutely fit for the love of your life. But it comes with a heavier price than the other twos. We're talking 8.9 million pounds for this one." She turned to Clare with a fake smile. "You fancy this one instead, my love?"

It’s to be expected, I guess, given she’s never truly had a childhood. We walk into what looks like a jewellery store, but it doesn’t look like an overly expensive one. Sasha walks towards the counter to speak to the owner while I browse. There were beautiful timepieces on display, and I contemplated buying one for Michael to say thank you for everything until one particular timepiece caught my attention. It was jet black, and the label said it was made from obsidian ore, with silver and gunmetal inlays. But that wasn’t what caught my attention; it was the engraving on the edge of the face: