Novel & Cerita Dantdm Diamond Minecart

She hated her guts. Michael Adams was an unexpected news she had stumbled upon while roaming her life. Her source had told her how it is believed that she had changed and became stone cold after that particular man. To Emma, that was a pleasant news. She didn’t hesitate to try to find the man, contacting him and setting up a meeting. He had ignored her at first, but he replied as soon as possible when she told him it was about Starr Hart. That was a green light for Emma, telling her that they were obviously going to be on the same page.

"Starr, did you see which way Diamond went?" Her shoulders slumped, and her smile faded. She didn't bother with words; instead, she pointed to the exit. It took me three steps to reach the door and another one to actually get through it once it was open. There wasn't much activity in the dimly lit parking lot behind Club Swank. With all of Union 21's peddlers inside, sales weren't happening on the sidewalks. The streets were quiet except for my heavy boots on the gravel. Just as I got beyond the piece of shit Ford that sat next to the building, I saw the black Lexus. And then Diamond.

- She sighs and then agrees. ______________ DIMITRII!!! She-she Exclaims calling him-Take the pistol. - He agrees and then in a matter of seconds returns with a strange electronic gun. "Give me your arm." I look at it with an expression of astonishment. - Calm down little fighter girl, that's not a big deal, it's just a tracker with a wire, it'll be under your first skin, so we'll know where you are at all times. - Through a loud sound "CLACK!" I let out a muffled cry as the gun injects the device into my flesh, but I stop myself as I feel worse pain, Katerina laughs at my pain and then releases me to walk with Dimitri around the base.

None of it was new anymore. He nodded at Hugo, who turned back. Immediately, two men dressed in well-structured charcoal and grey suits stepped in. The aura surrounding them screamed bad news. Damien straightened and prepared himself for whatever was coming. “I am Andre Cortez, and this is my partner, Noah Feldman. We are representatives from GMGC,” the man in the charcoal suit said, stretching out his hand. Damien narrowed his eyes but accepted the handshake anyway. GMGC stands for Global Mining and Gem Council; the gemstone authority that approved his new releases. For them to visit him in person meant nothing good.

“And it’s cloudier than sour milk.” “It is not,” she argued with wide eyes. “It just looks cloudy because it’s dark outside.” “Ha,” he practically coughed. “Where did you get it?” “Coalminers R Us.” “Where!” he yelled in an octave above his regular voice. “Coalminers R Us. It’s in the Bronx,” he clarified simply. “It’s –” “It sounds like a swap meet,” he said with a horrified expression. “This diamond probably isn’t even real.”

“Anything works. I’ve gotten some extra money lately and I don’t know what to do with them, so I thought I’d buy two mines for fun.” “If that’s the case, I might actually have a nice recommendation for you. Someone discovered a diamond mine in a spot not too far from mine. They managed to mine an extremely high-grade diamond the size of a thumb worth tens of millions! However, the owner isn’t a local and wants to sell the mine to Somerland. The only thing is that because this is a newly discovered mine, no one really knows what’s the situation inside, so it’s pretty risky.” “Yeah, that’s fine. I’m not afraid of risks, just help me contact the person in charge. As soon as possible, preferabl

I saw tiny diamond falling inside the cave. I looked up at the top of the cave to see where it was coming from but I didn't see anything, it was like it was falling from thin air. It was so amazing. I stretched my hand to catch the one of the diamond which fell on my open palm, it was cold. "Do you like it" I heard Derek voice and I looked up to him , he was staring back at me with his blue eyes. "I love it" I said. " I know you will " he smiled at me making him look more handsome and then he walked close to me and held my left hand.

“Possessive, amore mio?” “Always,” I whispered, nipping his ear. “You’re mine.” We hit the next mark, a Colombian cartel rep eyeing the Chevrolet Suburban. “10-speed auto, 420 hp V8, weighs 8,000 pounds armored,” he said, impressed. “How much?” Dante smirked, arm around me. “Bids start high, señor. Eagerness drives the price.” The man laughed. “You two are a team. Dangerous.” “Damn right,” Dante said, pulling me closer as another VIP, a French banker, approached too eagerly, his gaze on my legs.

The same old gray hair covers his chin and jawline, and not a single bald spot serves to ruin that perfectly fully-haired head of his. “I need to go buy medicine for Briannah,” I explain. “How is she?” If there is anyone who knows everyone, it’s Morris. He runs the underground diamond mine and sells the product across Serenity. He’s known for being the largest producer of gems across all Sectors. He’s one of the few who were born and raised above ground, like Doctor Caleb. The only difference is that Morris isn’t wanted for a crime. He’s just a lot like a mafia boss—selling illegally mined gems in exchange for seemingly unlimited currency, minus the violence.