Cure Diamond Novels & Stories

she said. After a few long moments, Sebastian drew back slightly, reaching into his suit pocket. He pulled out a small box. The ring inside gleamed under the candlelight, a brilliant 5-carat round-cut diamond, clear and perfectly cut, set in a platinum band that sparkled with subtle pavé diamonds along the sides. Even under the stars, with the gentle music floating around them, the sight of him kneeling, powerful, influential, yet vulnerable, was striking, intimate, and unforgettable.

Jada and Marilou were checking out the stores and the show list, leaving Carl and Brayden alone. “Hey, Man, check this out!” Carl said, showing him a diamond ring with a 1/2carat diamond encircled with smaller diamonds and diamonds around the band. It was a total 1 carat on a white gold band. Brayden admired the ring and complimented him on the choice. “So, you’re gonna take the plunge, huh?” Brayden asked. “Yeah, I’m going into the deep water, Brother,” Carl said, smiling and looking at the ring how the lights of the ship reflected in it.

Eva picked them up, marveling at their craftsmanship. "These are exquisite," she murmured, turning to the sales associate. "Is this a red diamond?" "Yes, ma’am," the woman confirmed. "Each stone is valued at over thirty million dollars per carat. The design is handcrafted by our in-house designer. The surrounding crystals are black opals, enhancing the diamond’s fiery hue." Eva’s eyes lit up. These cufflinks suited Damien perfectly—far better than the ones she had argued over earlier. "I’ll take them. Please wrap them up," she said, her voice carrying an air of satisfaction.

Nadine insisted, her enthusiasm unrelenting. Nadine Gomez is the quintessential wealthy, glamorous friend who often ignores academics because her family’s wealth makes it unnecessary. Her appearance always catches eyes, and she has a way of making everything seem effortless. Ayane Yosida, on the other hand, is laid-back and appears indifferent, but underneath her casual demeanor lies a surprisingly flirtatious nature. Miracle del Vera, or Mira, is the quintessential playgirl with a new boyfriend practically every week, always bouncing from one to the next with effortless ease.

“Why don’t you open it up?” Daisie put the gift box on the table and opened it up. What appeared in front of her was a crystal crown. The biggest gem was the Pigeon's Blood, an extremely rare and high-quality sapphire. Meanwhile, many diamonds of all sizes were embedded in the circlet, and even the circlet itself was made of moonstone. She picked up the crown carefully and asked, “Did Mom design this for me!?” Yorrick smiled. “Yeah. This is the only one in the world.”

Thirty minutes later, I step into a quiet, high end shop. The jeweler, Tim, though everyone calls him Carm, opens a black case filled with brilliance. Thirty rings. My breath catches. And then I see it. Pink. Oval-cut. Rare. “A real pink diamond?” I ask. He tests the clarity. Perfect. “How much?” “One hundred fifteen thousand, ” I nod. “I’ll take it. And the band. Same setting.” “Twenty-five.” “Done.” Black card. Then earrings. Pink. Halo studs. Another twenty five thousand.

I sat in the bed in shock. my body wanted to jump up and down, and my mouth wanted to scream. I sat there staring at Alexander, who was smiling at me, holding the most beautiful ring I had ever seen. it was a simple three karat princess cut diamond with small sapphires embedded around it. "Alexander, I love you," I cried. "OF COURSE. YES, YES, ILL MARRY YOU, " I shouted as he placed the ring on my finger.

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.

“Vixen…” “What’s wrong with you? Did the orgasm go to your head?” I chuckled. “It might have. I’ve thought about this for a long time. I guess I was just nervous.” She smiled. “You nervous? Ezra what are you…” I flipped the box open, revealing a misty diamond atop a silver band. It was custom-made. I wanted something unique like her. An ordinary diamond wouldn’t cut it. The diamond resembled grey with faint branch images inside it. I didn’t know how they did it but I thought it was cool.

She'd developed five distinct pieces for the collection so far Staff, Treble Clef, Eighth Note, Piano Keys, and Grand Piano. The Grand Piano piece sat at the top of the line the most extravagant of the five. Three hundred flawless colorless diamonds from Botswana, seven hundred flawless black diamonds sourced from Central Africa. The moment it launched, it sent shockwaves through the entire jewelry industry and high society alike. "Oh my god... is that the legendary Piano Queen pendant?" Brooke stood frozen in front of the display case, eyes locked on it. "Yep. That's it." Cassandra stood beside her, beaming with pride, as if she'd designed the piece herself.