Diamond And Silk Novels & Stories

"This is for you, Hailey." With that said, Ethan closed the door to his house. Lily and I looked at each other in a daze. We then went into my house and opened the gift box. When we saw what was inside, Lily screamed with joy. I gently picked up what was inside the gift box. It was a dress made from high-class silk. It had a soft touch and emitted a soft glow. Diamonds were placed on the neckline and hemline. The dress was dazzling, like the night sky. Every diamond was carefully chosen and shined brightly like the stars.

Duncan was the IT for me. “Do you know what this is?” his voice was scruffy, hoarse to be exact. I craned my neck to stare at where his voice was coming from, and before I could fully turn, I was met with the sight of a very white leather band, lined with... “A collar.” -over a million diamonds.

"Welcome, Sir. How may I help you?" "Show me the best collections of diamond earrings!" Sahir said. I so much wanted to gave him a smack on his head. Is he gone mad? "Look...I " I opened my mouth to protest when his phone rang. "I'll be back okay " saying this he walked off. Arghh, he left me alone now. Idiot. I looked around nervously. "Here it is Mam. These are the precious collections of solitaire diamonds. It has done through a variety of inspection and brilliant-cut & carved by our workers. You can see the carving on the gold too." Though I wasn't interested to buying them but they looked beatiful.

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.

They followed her as she led them through the labyrinthine passages to all her favorites, pointing out delicacies Ilyria had never yet seen and exquisite adornments Daria Agrio would have coveted. At one stall, a trader was demonstrating the cloud silks. Miasma giggled as one wrapped around her, clinging to her curves in places and floating away in others, the threads playing hide-and-seek with the light. The effect was spellbinding. Ilyria reached out a hand and a midnight-hued fabric reached back, tugging from its bolt until the trader released it telling her this was definitely her color. She allowed the silk to shape itself around her, covering her hips and breasts and flowing away from

Well, when you think about it, diamonds are coal. Yan Su smiled amused after a moment and asked her, “Do you have anything specific in mind for the wedding band Mrs Zhao?” Zhi Rou smirked hearing Yan Su refer to her as Mrs Zhao, “My husband’s favourite colours are silver and royal blue, so I would like the bands to be white gold with tiny stones of Lapis Lazuli,” Zhi Rou said as she pulled out a folded page from her left breast minding Yan Li Jie in her arms.

Her dedication and exceptional work ethic quickly caught the attention of the enigmatic billionaire, Alexander Morgan. Amelia rushed through her morning routine, determined to make this day count. As she stepped into the towering glass building of Morgan Enterprises, her heart raced with anticipation and nerves. She had been summoned by Alexander for a special meeting, unaware of what lay in store for her. Pushing open the heavy double doors, Amelia entered the luxurious expanse of Alexander's office. The pale golden sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, highlighting the opulence that surrounded her. Alexander sat behind his grand mahogany desk, his piercing blue eyes focus

I stared at her, but she stood her ground. “Okay,” I muttered, finally giving in. “You can do as you want.” She began creaming my body, her hands soft on my skin. When she was done, she walked toward my wardrobe. She went through it before bringing out a silk gown beautifully adorned with diamonds. I gasped in awe, unable to believe the elegance and craftsmanship of the gown before me. The way the diamonds caught the light made it shimmer like a starry night. I felt a thrill of excitement at the thought of wearing such a stunning piece.

Rachel and I watched Tina with amused anticipation, observing the smile slowly fading from her rosy cheeks. "What did you say?" "$17.48 million." The salesperson repeated. "No way!" Tina exclaimed. "Even if your family's clothes cost an average of $100,000 a set, I only picked out seven or eight pieces—" "That's because the final price tag on this dress is $16 million. This is a dress with a starry sky theme, a masterpiece by our brand's master craftsman, Picks. It's made entirely of top-grade silk fabric, and each pink diamond is a uniform 2 carats, cut with the highest level of precision. It can display different colors under spotlight, and the same kind of gemstone is used in the crown of

"It's a wall. It's not a door." She was no longer building armor. She was forging weapons. Piece 1: The "Perfect Lie" Dress. She remembered the white. The twenty carats of cold, Vale diamonds. The ivory lace. The "perfect, magnificent lie" of her wedding dress, the one she had torn from her own body. She took that memory and she turned it inside out. She sourced a bolt of the purest, most clinical, optic white gazar silk. It was stiff, unforgiving, with a memory of its own.