Cure Diamond Novels & Stories

Wilbur nodded, and the saleswoman from earlier reluctantly turned away. Tasha led Wilbur to browse through the jewelry, smiling as she asked, "Sir, how may I address you?" "Trevor Penn," replied Wilbur. Tasha smiled. "Mister Penn, please take a look at this item." Tasha pointed to a counter, where a blood-red diamond was displayed. The diamond was the size of a quail egg and entirely crimson. It was cut with eight facets that refracted a radiant red glow. Amidst its exquisite beauty, it carried a poignant sensation akin to fresh blood.

Her posture was elegant, exuding an air of superiority. Outside the heavy door stood Joey and Adam. When Joey saw Tiffany, she put on the diamond necklace around her neck. “You’re right. This wedding gown lacks a diamond necklace, but it looks much better now.” Cadisen was a well-known diamond luxury brand that sold only top-graded diamonds, and it was known for its extravagant price tags. If others sold the same diamonds for 100,000 bucks, Cadisen would sell for 10 million bucks! They were known for their status and overpriced products.

I heard him asks what I just finished reading on the glittering board in front of me and I squint only to find Ferd kneeling down with one knee with a small ring box opened and showcasing a diamond ring. I gasp and covered my mouth to avoid those insects flying into my mouth. As if that wasn't enough, I just noticed both of us were standing in the middle of a carved Love-shape lights and roses surrounding us. "Oh my God!" I gosh out with wobbling legs. I couldn't stand anymore if not I'll embarrass myself and faint right now, instead I went on my knees in tears.

I opened the drawer closest to my leg before finding the source of his quietude. A beautiful ring with enough carats to make any woman drop her jaw to her knees stared back up at me over papers. “I was working on perfecting it all week.” It wasn’t just a basic diamond ring with a special band or an engraving that would one day be forgotten beneath the silver. It was a moonstone cut as a crescent on the band he’d given me that day in the mausoleum. It was every part of our relationship bound in a promise of eternal love and I’d accused him of wanting the opposite.

Queenie got closer and said, "Go on, then. Are these real or not?" The appraiser remained silent and looked to Cedrick for instruction. He was an employee under Mason Group, so it was natural that he would obey his boss' command. With one hand in his pocket, Cedrick said, "Go ahead." With Cedrick's permission, the appraiser no longer hesitated and said in contempt, "Master Cedrick, excuse me for being blunt. The craftsmanship of the heels isn't bad, but the diamonds… "These are just mid-range cubic zirconia, which means they're man-made diamonds. The selling price of these is quite cheap and usually ranges within a hundred. Their color will fade within days once exposed to water."

Kaze tightened his grip and crushed the diamond into powder right before everybody’s eyes. “Fuu—” Kaze blew the powder off his palm and clapped his hands. He said nonchalantly, “Your diamond isn’t as tough as a cheap glass marble. “And this is supposed to be worth ten million dollars? “I can’t believe you tried to give it to Darcy too. “It’s rather embarrassing, don’t you think? “The Maiden’s Heart? “The marble can only fool naïve girls.” Kaze put Hunter in the spot. Hunter stared at Kaze, his expression grimacing.

Its hue shifted with the play of light, from the deep azure of a tranquil sea to the ethereal shimmer of a twilight sky, evoking a sense of wonder and enchantment. Venya marveled at the locket's exquisite craftsmanship, her fingers tracing the smooth contours of the golden frame that cradled the mesmerizing gem. The diamond's unique color and rarity added an aura of mystique to the already precious heirloom, making it a symbol of not just beauty but also rarity and uniqueness.

And then, the curtains parted for the jewelry segment. Resting on a velvet cushion beneath a sharp spotlight was an exquisite, antique necklace. It was a masterpiece of delicate platinum work, holding a massive, teardrop-shaped violet tanzanite stone, surrounded by a halo of brilliant, uncut pink diamonds that looked like frozen droplets of fire. The moment the spotlight hit the stone, I noticed Aurelia’s eyes instantly widened. The ambient light reflected in her amber irises, and she leaned forward just a fraction, completely captivated by the rare, violet glow of the gem.

I leaned forward, pointing a blunt finger toward the corner of the case. There, resting in a groove, was a black diamond. It was dense, dark as obsidian, absorbing the morning light rather than refracting it, with faint, crystalline fractures running deep through its core. "That one," I said, my voice leaving zero room for debate. "A six-carat cushion cut. Mount it on a band. No decorative filigree. Simple and unbreakable." Andre's eyes widened slightly, a look of professional awe overtaking his face. "A black diamond set in platinum... it's unorthodox, Alpha. But with her coloring, and the sheer rarity of the carbon structure... it will be breathtaking."

After I had settled down and taken my time to rest in The Oberoi's resort in Mumbai, I took a flight to where our deal would be rounded up in Bharat Diamond Industries, here in Mumbai. I was too busy to give Kurt a call and he didn't even bother to call, making his whole thing with Bella a hell more suspicious. "These are rare diamonds," the gemologist told Mr Anoop Mehta, chief executive of Bharat Diamond Bourse, after the diamonds had been thoroughly inspected. "Do you think you would give any amount up for them?" The gemologist asked Mr Mehta, specifically.