D I A M O N D Unscramble Novels & Stories

For a split second— Another memory flashed. The stranger. His lips brushing her hand. Amara forced herself to breathe steadily. Stay focused. Stay in character. Dante moved toward the glass display. “I want the diamond.” The owner gasped softly. “Ah… the most expensive piece we have.” He carefully lifted a velvet box and opened it. Inside rested a breathtaking diamond necklace. Huge. Flawless. The kind of jewel that belonged in museums. “A jewel worthy of a queen,” the owner said reverently.

That ridiculous pink box, so deceptively innocent wasn’t so innocent after all. Inside it, the necklace still gleamed in my memory—silver chain with a pendant that was shaped like a tiny clock. At first, I’d wanted to laugh. What is this, Beauty and the Beast? Is Lumière about to waltz in here? But the longer I stared at it, the more the joke died in my throat as I noticed the D shaped letter scribbled at back of the pendant. No. It wasn’t whimsical. It was Dante. It was a message.

noticing. It's a magic trick, and the king is skilled at it. His eyes see me at the top of the stairs and lock on me. The crowd follows his gaze. Some look confused, others recognize me due to the Crown Diamond title dispute. A few focus on my dress. Envying how adorned I am, wishing I were in my shoes. _____________ This morning we witnessed a miracle - resumes the king. - Ayla Marin, the main participant for the diamond crown came to us, begging us to forgive her, she informed us that she was forced to go along with the prince, he threatened her family, so this young woman had no choice but to obey the on his orders, however, as soon as she had the opportunity to escape the clutches of th

the King smirked. He leaned to kiss the skin behind his earlobe before whispering "Diamond" causing shivers to run in Jimmy's body. He kissed his neck, "Diamond." He placed his hand on his waist and kissed his right shoulder, "Diamond." then the left one, "Diamond." This time, he faced him and look right into his eyes. He smiled and placed a kiss on his lips, "My beautiful, my strong, my unbreakable and my precious Diamond."

"Diamond." Interesting. Typically, Jesse gave the girls their stage names, and there was always a reason. Cherry had hair to match the alias, even if it came from a box at Walmart. Cinnamon had a landing strip the exact shade, coupled with a spicy persona. Candy because she was sweet, and she played that role. Raven looked like a female version of the crow. Every girl was easy to spot. But Diamond didn't suit. "Seriously?" Cherry shrugged. "Jesse saw something in her. Who knows."

Amaria replied with an upset look. “Amaria, the only reason your uncle didn't give you a chance was that you were unable to transform into your werewolf form, and you also have no skill in magic,” Diana said again, she signaled one of her maids to bring the jewelry box in her hand, The maid bowed and placed the box beside Diana, bowed again and left. Diana opened the box and brought out a magnificent silver necklace with a bright blue crystal. “ This is for you, It is made from the moon crystal, it's like a good luck charm” Diana beamed as she handed it to Amaria. But Amaria refused,“ pardon me your highness but I don't think I deserve such a beautiful gift”

The main stone sparkled brilliantly in the light. “I don’t know exactly. Richard got it custom-made before the wedding. Fun fact: it’s inspired by the Roman goddess Diana—the goddess of the moon. Her name is traditionally understood to mean ‘divine’ or ‘heavenly,’ since Diana was seen as a celestial figure connected to the moon and heavens. That explains the cloudy sparkle of the ring,” I said. “He told me I reminded him of that.” Samantha’s eyes softened, a wistful smile playing on her lips. “Wow. That’s… deep. He sounds like a keeper—even if it’s a contract. Don’t you have even the smallest feelings for him?”

His dick twitch and I couldn't help the smile that grace my lip. They both held their arms out for me, I step closer as I revealed their bracelets from behind my back. The diamond on the engravings glisten a forever yours on the silver band and its locking is formed out of our initials. Two big 'D' clasp together and you see a smaller 'D' in the middle of both.

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.

‌T⁠he crate⁠r is half-filled with debris and m‍ud from‌ the rain, bu⁠t something glints faintly among the ash. I kneel, brush‍ing soot away with tr‍em⁠bli⁠ng fing‍ers. It’s⁠ a‌ c‌hain. Silver. Torn but fa‍miliar. Da‍mo‌n’s chain. The one I tied around his wrist the night b‍efo‌re a‍ll this‌ began. ‍My brea‌th catches‌. F⁠or a⁠ m‍oment, the world blurs. Then I see it—etched on t⁠he inside of the pendant, fain⁠t b‌ut there: