Diamond Books Novels & Stories

He seemed to be the one she saw earlier upstairs. "The other one is Jack, and that's Queen." (Their code names... they're named after cards.) After Ace individually introduced his teammates and pointed them out, he held her hand again, diverting her attention from the men in front of her. "We're done here. Go back to your positions now," ordered Ace to them. "It's our break time, boss! And why can't we shake hands? Our hands are clean!" Spade protested, but when Ace glanced at him, he pressed his lips tightly and nodded.

I noticed the note in the center of the flowers and the gold chain that was wrapped around the stems. * Come be a family one last time, my little pumpkin -Dly* upon further inspection, I unclasped the chain and held up a single 3 karat sapphire rose charm. I smiled as the tears began to well up in my eyes. Dylan was playing games with my heart. he was acting like the mysterious romantic man he used to be now. playing a treasure hunt with me like I didn't already know where to find him. I got back on my rickshaw and proceeded to the Comodo Place Hotel. Dylan would be there waiting for me, hopefully, and not another clue.

As I stood before the Goddess, the spectral wolf regarded me with eyes that held ancient wisdom and, surprisingly, recognition. "Your pack was broken, because I made you one of my little diamonds, a very special wolf that allows me to help my people, but Kieran here, who was once your father’s beta. I wanted to use that power for darkness, not light, as I intended. He is even considering making you his mate, but I make sure of safeguards for my little diamonds that are born once every millennium. They can only have one mate, their true one, as a false one's mark would disappear, and my little diamonds' fated mate is the same; no rejections or arranged mating can break this bond.” She stated.

“look at this. It’s a rock. Unlike all other rocks that are brown or grey, this diamond is clear and white, like you, and that difference makes it more valuable than all the others. You are a diamond Prince Roydo, never forget that.” Roydo’s sad face brightened immediately. “I am a diamond, I like that.” He smiled, then his face fell. “Diamonds don’t have one black eye.” “Some diamonds are black.” Donton reminded him. Roydo laughed. “Now enough of that, let’s talk about your studies, why did you want this book?” Donton asked pointing to the book he’d brought him. “I wanted to confirm my research.” “About wolves being the first creations?” Roydo lowered his eyes fearfully.

Peering down, Belinda marveled at the wonder curving into her chest. Numerous diamonds were embedded into three lines of gold, which all converged to meet a bigger pink diamond at the center. It was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. It also had to be the most expensive. Belinda swerved to face Draven, but she was too stunned to say a word. She could only stare with her mouth open.

Every spark that flew from the saw was a piece of the nobody from Port Haven being forged into a leader. When she finally stepped out of the shed, the sun was beginning to dip, casting long, golden shadows over the mine. The miners were waiting, their cynicism replaced by a tense, quiet curiosity. Ophelia opened her hand. Resting in her palm was a diamond that looked like a shard of the midnight sky. It wasn't round. it was sharp, jagged, and brilliant, with a deep blue heart that seemed to glow from within. It was a masterpiece of contemporary unique value.

There was only the scent of him, the heat of his palm, and the way his eyes never left hers. "Why the black diamonds?" she asked, her voice a mere whisper as he spun her past a pillar of white marble. "Because they’re rare," he said. "They’re formed under extreme pressure, deep in the dark. They don't pretend to be pure. They just are. Like us." "We are nothing alike," she argued, though her heart was hammering a rhythm that matched the tempo of the dance.

she says making me laugh, those are her demands, well that’s easy to get. “I’ll make you coffee, we can order doughnuts, the million dollars isn’t that hard, I’ll send them to your account by the end of the night. My name is Devil Princess” I answer her demands, they aren’t that hard after all. “Can we get Dunkin Donuts? And I’ll take my million in hugs, and no Devil isn’t your name” she says.

"These are made of reclaimed whiskey barrel wood, and they incorporate diamonds as centerpieces. The one on the right is a black diamond solitaire. The contrast between the black diamond and the platinum band makes it eye-catching if that's what she's into." He sighs, rubbing his face. "I don't know, man. I mean, I know, but there are just too many I think are perfect, you know? And Mira is the kind of person who likes a lot of things, so I'm going to have to dig deep." "You don't mind if we look around some more, do you?"

“A fine? It’s not a damn speeding ticket! You would accuse me of theft. I figured, since you gathered all that information for the feds, you would know the difference between a felony and a misdemeanor. Your phone is worth what?” “I don’t know; it’s a custom case. Like half a million, I think.” I replied. The design, named Diamond Snowflake, features tiny white gold and 18 carrot diamonds. It’s really pretty. From a brand called Caviar. They're really hard to get, but Daddy pulled some strings for me.