Diamond Field Novels & Stories

Luna then pulled out a button-size diamond out of her pouch. "But… That is a diamond, right? I cannot accept that. That is too much." Jean was amazed by Luna's generosity. "That is a flawless 2-carat, grade D diamond. If I am not mistaken, you can sell it for up to 30,000 US dollars. I hope that it can help you. That is my reward for you for being such a nice person. Thank you for not judging us. I hope that you will continue to be good to others. But please do not tell your co-workers about it." Luna insisted on giving the diamond. She has tons of it in their house especially that the cave in their pack was filled with different precious gemstones.

"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.

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.

“Marry me.” I laughed, then went quiet. Reached into the nightstand drawer. Pulled out the small velvet box I’d been carrying for weeks. Her fork froze halfway to her mouth. I opened it. Diamond ring, simple, elegant, perfect for her. “Marlene Blackwood,” I said, voice steady even though my heart was pounding. “I’ve loved you through hell and back. Through secrets and loss and everything in between. You’re my peace. My home. My everything.” Tears filled her eyes.

“You’ve seen him play? “Yeah.” Noa sat up fully now. “That means you’ve been around Hillary Town.” Leon didn’t reply but smiled lightly. “Who are you, Diamond?” Noa asked. Diamond smiled again. “Who else do you think I'm?. Come on, I'm your D. You will know everything when we meet this weekend.” Noa groaned, falling back onto his bed. “D, you've been in town several times? You didn't alert me. That’s not fair. Uuhh, that’s torture.”

I studied the image again and said calmly, "The flowers are beautiful, the pink diamond looks impressive—probably about three carats. Must’ve been expensive." Dolly let out a frustrated laugh. "Eve, this is Chloe’s post from her social media! She’s having a candlelit dinner with Julian tonight. And he gave her that pink diamond ring! A ring! Do you get what that means?" Of course, I understood. Diamonds have always been symbols of love—eternal, unbreakable, and everlasting. I responded softly, "Dolly, don’t let it get to you." She was stunned into silence before finally asking, "Eve, are you okay? Normally by now, you’d have already stormed over there to catch them in the act."

Draig sat on a couch in a corner and eagerly waited for Kaze to fall flat on his face, only to be dumbfounded. He tensed up and looked at Kaze in shock when the latter crushed the diamond. Jesus. It took great strength to pull that off. Draig wondered if his eyes were playing tricks on him. The Maiden’s Heart, the toughest diamond from the south, was worth ten million dollars, and Kaze pulverized it in one grip. Even Draig could not do so.

Lola was admiring a six-carat pear-shaped diamond ring on her finger. "Ms. Sanders, you have very good taste. This is one of the rarest jewelry in our shop. There are only two of these diamond rings in the whole country, and the most popular celebrity has the other one. The ring represents 'everlasting love', and it looks really good on you," said the sales assistant.

The money they want is much different than what we have. The Diamond is the only thing that adds to what they ask for. It equates to 900,000,000 £ if you can convert it into US dollars— it's 900M (Million) that can get us out of situations you can imagine. It can get us out of debt as well. The diamond is only used for emergencies, and this is just that. Without that jewel, then... "Declaring war is the only option. Get ready."

Wilbur nodded, and the saleswoman from earlier reluctantly turned away. Tasha led Wilbur to browse through the jewelry, smiling as she asked, "Sir, how may I address you?" "Trevor Penn," replied Wilbur. Tasha smiled. "Mister Penn, please take a look at this item." Tasha pointed to a counter, where a blood-red diamond was displayed. The diamond was the size of a quail egg and entirely crimson. It was cut with eight facets that refracted a radiant red glow. Amidst its exquisite beauty, it carried a poignant sensation akin to fresh blood.