Diamond In The Dark Book Novels & Stories

He always enjoys watching her sleeping, her beautiful face had been carved to his deepest memory yet he couldn't seem to get enough of her. She slowly sits up and smiles nervously at him, while Ian masked his nervousness by sipping his cup of coffee. He had been very anxious when he bought her the ring. He was afraid that she would not like his choice and she would lie to him just because she has always been such a nice person. But he was still not ready when her face lights up with her sweet smile as she opens the little box and took the simple yet expensive-looking diamond ring from the small box. "Oh Ian, it's beautiful..." her eyes were glassy in an instant. She had never been wooed by a

The emptiness in my room chased me and the loneliness in my heart pricked me like a thousand needles throughout the day. My patience was unraveling, and I had no inkling of where she was and in what state she found herself. "Do you recall the Dresden Green Diamond?" Shawn queried, as if I could forget all these dilemmas. The diamond, despite its millions in value, had shattered the tranquility of my life. "Yes," I answered. "What about it?" Even the thought of the diamond filled me with anger. "The contract to steal that diamond from our auction was given by Cillian Vader to Zyra," Shawn informed me. After over two months, this information was the glimmer of hope that had breathed life into

She fought anyway, clawing at his arm, trying to throw her weight, trying to scream around the cloth, but the world had already begun to tilt sideways, her limbs turning heavy and distant, Christopher's voice still faintly audible through the front door, worried, kind, utterly unaware. The last thing Starr saw before the darkness swallowed her whole was the candlelight on the table where she'd just said yes, still burning, steady and golden, completely indifferent to the fact that everything in the room had just gone terribly, irreversibly wrong.

She had no idea that this woman standing before her had anything to do with the young inmate, that she was, in fact, the very crux of the situation. However, she recognized her. She had seen her face on the back of several paperbacks, even the one that she owned. A book called Wolves at the Door, which she had picked up on impulse and quite enjoyed. Diamond had a way with words, and though her stories were strange, they never lost the coherency of narrative that kept you attached to her characters. “You're a lot stronger than the others,” Emily smirked. Her wicked smile was nothing like the cute one she displayed in her author photo. “Everyone else just collapsed when I pushed on them.”

Damon's POV I was staring at the book lying on the floor, its leather cover was already cracking from the spine given how often I’d gripped it. It looked so harmless sitting there, but every page seemed like a wound. Every line was my darkness. I had written it in the quiet hours when sleep refused to come, when my thoughts were louder than my heartbeat, when I wished for the kind of silence that only death could give. All of it, my despair, my loneliness, my longing to disappear, was right there, in black ink. And now Sabrina had seen it.

He held it between us, snapping it open with a sharp *click*. Inside sat a ring that defied every tradition of Oakhaven high society. It wasn't the clear, brilliant diamond Julian had used to 'mark' me as his property. This was a **Black Diamond**—a raw, jagged, five-carat stone that seemed to swallow the light of the hallway. It was surrounded by a halo of small, blood-red rubies that looked like droplets of frozen fire. I hesitated, my hand hovering in the air. The sheer weight of what this represented—a contract that bound my life to the most dangerous man in the city—suddenly felt very real.

Or just another way to remind her of what she had lost? "Why?" she asked. Dark looked at her, his eyes unreadable in the dim light. "Because even a bird in a cage needs something to peck at." He vanished into the hallway, leaving Iza alone with her diamonds, her debt, and a book that felt like a ghost from another life. She realized then that Dark Thorne didn't just want her body. He wanted to occupy her mind. He wanted to be the one who gave her everything, and the one who took everything away.

The book had a big red diamond on its front cover and the words 'Darcy's Shadows' written on it in red. "Touch the diamond to open," Jingaro instructed. "The sheets are twilight fog and can be dangerous if someone else sees it. Only you must see it. The book is written in a language only Darcy can understand. If anyone except you sees the sheets and tries to read them, they will die. Be careful with the spells and read the book thoroughly." "Thank you, Terra and Jingaro," I said, smiling at the book.

Still, the way he said it, like the words made me feel small. “Tell me, Snow,” he pressed, voice dipping lower. “What kind of books do you read?” My stomach dropped and panic fluttered in my chest. If he knew, if he even suspected. The facade I’d built so carefully for my parents would crumble to dust. He couldn’t know that behind closed doors, I consumed more dark romance and filth than any good girl should. The sound of the front door swinging open snapped the moment in half. I blinked, tearing my gaze away just in time to see my dad stride in. Relief flooded me so fast my knees almost buckled.

Other diamonds glowed from different respective parts of the room, working harmoniously with each other to give a perfect contrast to the black themed of the room. The room had a compartment to the side where chairs and a table sat. There was a black liquor cabinet containing different bottles with different labels, full to the top. She was impressed with the room in its entirety. It really spoke of the affluence, ambitiousness and dark personality Dylan had. It was reflected in every part of him. His character, his lifestyle and even his perspective of beauty. As she walked to the door that held so much power and magnificence behind it, she wondered how he viewed her. Did he see her as dark