Cougar Diamond Magic Nude Novels & Stories

Chapter 16: The New Blueprint The morning air in the West Village was really crisp. It smelled like coffee and old paper from the corner bookstore. Elena sat at a table watching how the sunlight caught the wedding band on her left hand. The wedding band was a gold band now. The five-carat Vane diamond was tucked away in a safe. They only brought it out for parties where they still played the part.

Ella entered with a smile from corner to corner and looked at us in confusion. “Guess what? The owner of Camgirl has agreed to trade the old factory they used to produce gold bars. I don't want to be upfront, but if you're not quick, you could lose it at any moment. She said she would wait for the transfer until tomorrow, but wants to talk to you first.” Camgirl is a company that makes only diamond jewelry and is growing more and more in the jewelry market, becoming one of the largest to be spreading around the world. “Did she say how much she's asking for?”

The girls had chosen this spot for its energy—a natural convergence point where the earth’s magic pooled like water. Freda lit the black candles with a whispered word, their flames burning unnaturally blue. Pru scattered a circle of salt mixed with crushed obsidian, the grains glittering like crushed stars. Rita laid out the parchment—yellowed with age, borrowed from Gogo’s private stash—and the silver dagger, its blade etched with runes. "Ready?" Freda asked. Rita nodded. Pru grinned.

Taking my hand, he slowly gets on his knees takes my breath away, and softly utters, “Saraya Rose Sinclair, would you like to be my girlfriend?” I am on the verge of crying. This feeling is so surreal and the moment itself is so exceptional for me. “Yes!” I exclaim, giggling out of happiness. He chuckles as well and then pulling out a velvet box from his pocket, he opens it. The shining diamond is exposed to my sight, hallucinating me. I am not the kind who asks for a six-carat diamond ring with certain designers but this one is beautiful. I know that Noah has an expensive taste but compared to my Uncle’s taste in luxury, I bet no one can beat him.

salesperson assisting the couple. Several artistically designed couple rings were placed in blue and red velvet display boxes, then arranged in front of Emmy and William. They tried them on one by one: from a leaf-woven gold model set with diamond beads, the peony diamond ring model, the crown model set with diamonds, and even a diamond-free gold ring with a unique batik engraving pattern. "Umm ... they’re all so nice. I’m confused, Brother. Which one do you like best?" Emmy commented, looking at each matching ring laid out before her.

Me: My mom came. Mags: Oh hell. What did she say? Me: That I’m dramatic. That she can fix this. Mags: She’s delusional. Me: I know. She replied almost instantly. Mags: El, you don’t owe them your silence. Or your shame. I stared at that message for a long time. Then I set the phone down and got up.

My nails, painting them a nude pink colour with diamond accents along the cuticles of my middle and rings fingers, and, of course, my makeup, giving me dark nude ombre lips, gold and brown smokey eye with a soft wing. “Would you like us to cover this wound?” One woman asks, gesturing to my shoulder. That bullet graze is almost healed but doesn’t bother me in the slightest. I often forget it’s even there. “No, thank you.” With their work done they silently leave, and I walk over to the bed and strip out of my clothes and get into the clothes provided. I have to admit, they spare no expense on this thing. They’ve selected for me a long-sleeved off the shoulder, knee-length nude dress with crea

Club Rogue is particularly packed tonight. It’s Saturday and we’re not the only ones who want to get down and dirty tonight. Monique is looking explicitly beautiful tonight. She’s wearing a simple purple dress with a halter neck that drops at her mid-thigh, just past her butt, paired with knee-length white boots. Her curly hair is perfectly styled to look fuller and her ears are adorned with silver hoop earrings and a silver heart necklace.

He does as he’s told, flopping down onto my pillow and looking between Margot and I with a great deal of interest. Margot straightens and frowns at him. “Is that dragon…wearing diamonds?” “Yeah, it’s Vivi’s thing,” I say, grabbing Margot’s wrist and starting to tug her toward the bathroom. “She loves diamonds almost as much as you do.” “Will it bite?” Margot asks, looking over at Coco. “If I try to…borrow that fairly fantastic bracelet?” “Yes,” I answer, dry, pulling her along and thinking that Margot, Vivi, and Coco are quite a trio.

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