Clear Vertical Labret Novels & Stories

And thinking like that, I can even imagine Angelee feeling bad about wearing it. But the attendant looks so confused and surprised that I have to knock on the ring I want so she’ll finally take it. When she finally hands it to me, I place it in the palm of my hand, and my heart beats faster. “This is a 4-carat diamond in the center, with three round diamonds on each side, each 0.1 carat. All with VS1 clarity, also crafted in platinum.” She says it almost like she doesn’t care about this one.

He placed a small cobalt blue box on my desk and walked off. I opened the box almost as soon as he had left, my gaze landing on a perfect, pure white diamond ring with an oval-cut VVS2 diamond with E color clarity, the ring itself was entirely made out of platinum, little oval clones of the main diamond coating the entire ring, guaranteeing the perfect finish. (What? I spend my free time perusing g****e for beautiful things I certainly cannot afford in my free time, sue me.) But holy fuck!

Not random. Calculated. The diamonds followed a subtle arc inspired by celestial mapping—an intentional nod to heritage craftsmanship while embedding modern structural flow. She paused. Adjusted the curvature slightly. Added a thin platinum under-gallery support beneath the gemstone, reinforcing durability without disrupting elegance. Her pencil moved with steady precision. Beside the ring draft lay the matching earrings—long, cascading lines that mimicked falling starlight, tapering gradually into fine chains anchored by discreet tension settings. The bracelet design incorporated interlocking modular links—each segment engraved with a barely visible traditional motif inspired by Lunada's ea

Master said, seeing them first. I agreed whole heartedly. Both women were so beautiful and their jewelry did everything to complement their beauty. Chantelle had a gold colored metal collar. I could not imagine the whole thing would be gold. From the loop at the front of the necklace, chains went to each of her nipples and fastened to hoops in each one. Miniature gold handcuffs descended from each of her nipples. She had collar matching gold bracelets on each wrist. She had a belly button piercing with miniature gold handcuff's suspended from it. Chantelle had a labial piercing with three dangling medallions which chimed as she walked like a wind chime. There was writing on one I couldn't re

The ingenuity and elegance of this technology left Joe in awe, and he was eager to learn more about the Smart Pearl Sonoclam and the wonders of Aqualeara's advancements in science and innovation. Nerissa gazes at the sleek Sonoclam, admiring its craftsmanship as she gently closes it. The small microphone piece fits perfectly into the center of the honeycomb-shaped speaker, and the magnetic closure secures it shut. She notices a small glass bump, like half a sphere, set into the metal shell just above the magnetic clasp, adding to the device's charm.

Before Annie could finish, Renee stepped forward and began picking up the scattered pieces, one by one, and adorning herself with them. A necklace, earrings, a bracelet, and a ring. "This is an entire set of jewelry. The centerpiece is a Victorian star embraced by a crescent moon. The crescent is encrusted with white diamonds and sapphires, each cut to reflect light differently, creating a soft glow. The star and moon shine together, close and inseparable." "As for the crown..." Renee removed the ring from her finger and gave it a firm pull. The small ring expanded into a circular frame. She then unfastened the necklace and connected all the clasps.

Hidden clasp system Balanced weight distribution for movement This time, I reached for a ruler because precision mattered here and shaded sections differently to indicate variations in material, including brushed steel, warm gold, and oxidized silver. And then Rain whispered to me. "Add a personal symbol somewhere, something subtle." I didn't want it to be too on the face, hence I drew a small pattern on the inside one of the links. It was almost invisible unless someone knew exactly where to look. I sketched a shallow engraving, a personal signature of sorts.

That's all the lords respect, and that's all they need to keep the rest of us in thrall. ____________ Do you like the show, Lady Marin? - a croaks voice behind me. I look back with nerves on edge. What I see doesn't calm me down one bit. Lady Sterling's figure is chilling. It takes all my good manners to not let my jaw drop in front of her. She must be in her mid-fifties, close to my mother's age, but her skin is incredibly tight over her bones. Her eyebrows seem to be fixed in a state of constant shock, arched into her drawn forehead. Everything is wrong about her: from the very swollen lips to the closed and artificial curve of her nose. Only your gray blue eyes show naturalness. The rest

, she agreed for a lack of anything else to say. In the meantime, most of them missed what was happening across the room, and were brought back to attention when Jasmine stepped back a ring on her right index finger, it was a Rhodium Dipped Cubic Zirconia Fleur de Lis Ring. "Wow", Bell gasped, "That's gorgeous", she praised and then looked up, "But how is a symbol of French royalty a protection talisman?" she asked confused.

With a smooth, elegant motion of his long fingers, he flipped the lid open. Resting inside the white silk lining was a ring that defied corporate valuation. It was a flawless, radiant-cut pink diamond, a stone so incredibly rare and vibrant it seemed to trap the entire golden light of the surrounding candles within its facets. It was flanked by two trapezoid-cut white diamonds, set into a platinum band that was engraved with the ancient, subtle initials of the Wolfe and Hart estates. It was a multi-million-dollar masterpiece, a physical manifestation of an unyielding, unbreakable sovereign power.