Diamond Field Novels & Stories

With an arrogant demeanor, Bridget extended her hand and said, "Look carefully then! This is a rare pink diamond worth tens of millions." Frida examined the bracelet before saying with a faint smile, "Miss, this diamond of yours is lab-grown. "Real diamonds have a pure, white sparkle with exceptional brilliance and hardness. While yours is a dyed moissanite, even the refracted light is multicolored." At that moment, several wealthy women who knew Frida mockingly told Bridget, "Mrs. Lowe is a jewelry appraiser. She's been in the industry for decades. No one knows jewelry better than her."

real. "Leave it," Damian said. The voice cut through the room. Everyone stopped. Cassandra looked at him, surprised. "What?" Damian set his glass down. He looked at Aria. His eyes were focused entirely on the diamond resting against her skin. "That one," Damian said. "It has clarity." "But it’s tiny," Cassandra complained. "I wanted a choker with three rows of diamonds." "Quantity does not equal quality, Cassandra," Damian said coldly. "The other pieces are costume jewelry compared to that stone."

Curled up on the plush carpet, I hugged my knees to my chest, numb fingers mindlessly scrolling through my phone. And that was when I stumbled upon Heidi's latest post. She had just shared a picture of the "Only Star in the Galaxy"—a pink diamond so rare and dazzling it looked as if it had been plucked straight from the heavens. I still remembered how Cassian had fought tooth and nail for that diamond at the auction, going back and forth with rival bidders for dozens of rounds before finally winning it.

Eva picked them up, marveling at their craftsmanship. "These are exquisite," she murmured, turning to the sales associate. "Is this a red diamond?" "Yes, ma’am," the woman confirmed. "Each stone is valued at over thirty million dollars per carat. The design is handcrafted by our in-house designer. The surrounding crystals are black opals, enhancing the diamond’s fiery hue." Eva’s eyes lit up. These cufflinks suited Damien perfectly—far better than the ones she had argued over earlier. "I’ll take them. Please wrap them up," she said, her voice carrying an air of satisfaction.

Hayden sighs, exasperated. I tilt my phone camera at it, open the browser, and start scrolling through diamond retailer sites. "See this?" I turn the screen towards him. "Similar pieces just sold for a hundred and eighty thousand each. And that one was smaller. This could easily be—" "Throw it away," Hayden drones. I keep scrolling. "Custom setting, flawless clarity... God, Dylan really went all out. He must've been saving for years." "Eden." I finally look at him.

The man pointed at the display that had the store's most expensive jewelry The diamond itself was a true marvel of nature, flawlessly cut and polished to perfection. Its size was awe-inspiring, out of all the Diamonds Lisa had seen in the store before it was indeed the biggest. The ring was crafted with the utmost care and precision, designed to showcase the diamond's breathtaking beauty.

Daniel wanted something very expensive and unique for her. His eyes caught on a shining ring meters away. He moved over to where he ring was. It was in a small red box. He bent a little to scrutinize the ring. The ring was a small eighteen carats gold band with a very big square shaped diamond and tiny diamonds around the big rock diamond. This was big but he wanted something bigger. He wanted something flashy. "I want something bold. Something bigger. Don't you have that?" Daniel asked the worker of the diamond shop that was accompanying him in searching for his perfect ring for Rose.

Emily whispers to me, "She's just jealous of you because she doesn't get to wear a ring at all because she's a mistress. And, there was an auction at the Royal Hotel yesterday, and Lola had her eye on a diamond ring. She begged the manager to buy it for her, only to have him turn around and slap her around and say, 'you don’t fucking deserve a D-IF level ring.' That's why she's in a bad mood today." "D-IF Level? What does that mean?" I ask. "Oh, D-IF is a grade of diamond, very, very rare. D means that the color of the diamond is on the top level, very white. And IF means that this diamond is very pure, near flawless. In short, it is a top-quality diamond. Yesterday a mysterious buyer aucti

Though it’s partially dark outside he still noticed her pendant which shone even when exposed to little light as it’s studded with phosphorescent diamonds which were rare and the one who possessed them were mostly Kingsters. After connecting the dots, Dylan noticed another thing. He saw Fiona working out many times and mostly she runs laps around the building to burn calories. Even if she wanted to practice skills she’ll follow Master’s techniques but the other day she looked completely different like she was a Kingster. She looked like a replica of Lucas Roselli.

’ A hyena-ish laughter cracked the air. I lifted my gaze from my phone screen and smiled at the crazy bitch sitting across the table from me. ‘Of course.’ My voice said. ‘Your father owned a third of the diamonds circulating the world.’ ‘That’s right!’ Goldie Sparks covered her mouth and laughed harder. ‘Ralph Virtus is nothing compared to daddy.’ Fuck Ralph Virtus and the Diamond king. Most importantly, fuck you, Goldie Sparks. Why the fuck did you ask those two new models to ‘cancel’ Rose?