Diamond Broken Novels & Stories

He pulled a small, blood-soaked velvet box from his pocket and handed it to me. "What you wanted." I opened the box. Inside lay the moonstone pendant. It had been reset with gold filigree by the best artisan in the world. All the cracks had been filled, making it even more brilliant, yet it would forever bear the marks of being broken. "I broke it," he whispered, his voice raspy. "So I pieced it back together. With my own hands." "I understand now. Some things, once they're shattered, they're shattered forever. You can piece them together, but they'll never be whole again. Just a beautiful, broken thing."

The fall had jolted my womb. The moonstone necklace slid from my neck, clattering against the ground. “Hahaha!” Brielle shrieked with glee. She scrambled to snatch it up. “Finally got it!” She held the necklace high, then smashed it onto the floor. CRACK! The clasp broke. The delicate chain scattered. But the massive moonstone remained perfectly intact. It lay silently on the ground, still glowing with a mysterious silver light. “Huh?” Brielle froze. “This fake is pretty tough, isn't it?”

Because based on his advices, he seems to be an expert in the problem I am facing. "I don't think you can win her back. Remember this Del Mundo, not everything that breaks is restored. Cianna's fragile, and you know that fragile should be handled with care because once it's broken, it can't be repaired. Glasses, vases and other fragile materials—ike this. . ." "What the h*ll!" I screamed after he dropped the glass he was holding. "Look at that glass, I broke it. Now, let me fix it." He knelt down to pick up the broken pieces of glass one by one.

I then remembered the door bouncing back open because of a piece of foam slightly sitting in between the doorframe preventing it from closing. "But how am I gonna get there?" I looked down at the chains that were attached to my wrist and then noticed that they weren't even locked. They were still open but slightly. I carefully shoved my thumb into the lock in attempt to apply pressure in order to get it to open up more. My acrylic nail popped off taking my actual nail off with it. I screamed out as a tremendous amount of pain shot through my hand. "FUCK!" I squealed as I watched blood seep out of my finger.

The promise stitched through all three like gold thread. Above them, the moon’s broken face shifted, two shards draw­ing a hair’s breadth nearer. The sound was not a crack this time but a click—small, promising. Far out beyond the glade, a wave struck rock and did not erode it but polish it. Somewhere beneath miles of root, a seed turned and found a way to split the soil. The Nexus took their vow and held it.

Back to the conversation, I would like to offer you a proposal. J: and what proposal may that be?' A: you may think by now, your best friend has given up on you but I can assure you that she will not rest until she has got her hands on the pendant. So I want us to put up a little show for her and you may even have your revenge through this plan that I have.' J: and what plan do you have in mind, Mr. Matchington?'

I explain. “What exactly are we trying to do here? I can barely see the fracture. It almost looks like a whisp of cloud,” Josie says. “Yes, it is much more subtle here, it's nothing like it is on the other side. That's why it has been so difficult to find,” Deacon adds. “I wonder why that is, but it doesn't really matter. That whisp you see shouldn't be there, you need to open it. Imagine it like a large sheet of ice that's blocking your way. Start chipping away at the crack in the ice until it's all gone,”

see you later, Gator -Dylan* my world had shattered into a million pieces. Dylan had Jane. he knew what my brothers had done. nono had ordered then to add a distraction, but they got my daughter taken. or was there still a rat in the house? how did Dylan know I wouldn't be here with Jane? how did he know where to find us? who was the snitch this time? why did nono give those orders? why would Nono risk giving us away?

I remember gazing at it in awe during the wedding ceremony. But the artifact before me now is nothing like the one I saw that day. The glass globe is cracked, thin lines running across its surface like broken veins. The golden base that once gleamed with perfection is scarred with dark blotches and burn marks. Gone is the flawless brilliance, replaced by a ruin that makes the sight almost painful to look at. Shit. They weren’t lying when they said the thing got roughed up. Beta Renston steps closer to the artifact. There is a slight anger in his usually stoic expression as he observes the damaged Diamond Mountain.

Alice was very disappointed, holding the handkerchief to stand in place, the man looked at her and said to her, "Take it and let me see." "Thank you, Master." My buddy is young, but his face is mature, and the first glance at Alice's table is stunning, then regret, and then return the table to Alice. Good jade, just broke it. Although my master is not big, I can also tell you that this table cannot be repaired even by my master. There will be traces. You can take it back. " "Is there really no way?" "Do you think the broken mirror can return to its oriCameronl state?" The same reason, the broken bracelet can not return to the oriCameronl.