Diamond Lover Novels & Stories

Mark told him. “He is also not an angel, fey or elf. That left vampire or warlock.” Grandfather Eivor said. Savannah tried to describe him to them, but her memory was hazy thanks to that damn sedative. Dorian did his voodoo mind reading shit to her which shocked both her and Daniel. It was weird to be part of it and it made me somewhat nauseous. “He is a hybrid vampire/warlock. His name is Vegas, well that is the name he goes by. He also happens to be Ulriks half-brother.” Dorian explained.

My breath caught. No way. He flipped it open, revealing a ring that glittered like it had been plucked from the stars themselves. A pink diamond. Goddess. It was stunning—delicate yet bold, like it had been made just for me. “I was going to wait until we were alone,” Damian said softly, “but since you started this show, I might as well finish it.”

“I’ll tell you what. I’ll make a deal with you.” Lucifer raises an amused eyebrow. “A deal with the Devil? My, my. You really believe ole’ Julius can find the perpetrator don’t you?” I shrug. “I do.” Julius specializes in obtaining information and getting his hands on rare items for his friends. Luckily, he considers me a friend. Lucifer leans back in his chair and taps his fingers on the table. “Alright, my Queen, name your terms.” “If Julius finds out who is behind the attacks, I want you to take me dancing at a club.”

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

"I'll have someone cut it into pieces and make it a set of jewelry for you." "Tell me, where did you take it?" She asked. "Somewhere around the world." He chuckled. "I've been going around and had an adventure with Dragon, Dark Lord, and Shadow. I found that blue diamond, perfect for you." (Note: Dragon is the code name of Andromeda Mondragon. Dark Lord is for Sabrina Alvarez-Lawson, the owner and founder of EPUA. Shadow was their cousin, Andel. These characters are in the Arranged Marriage: Dangerous Heiress and To Hear Your Voice.)

The kind of smile that made my stomach twist painfully because I had never seen him smile like that at me. "Yeah, she's just different," Damon said, and his voice was low but I strained to hear every word. "I've wanted her for a long time and she finally came back in town and fuck, man. She gets me. No drama. No crying. No desperate trying to fix me. Just pure fire. I bought her that diamond necklace last night. You should've seen her face when I put it on her." The guys cheered and laughed. Another friend, Rico, raised his glass. "Silver, huh? The one who used to dance at Eclipse? She's bad as hell. So you're finally dropping the dead weight at home?"

She had never considered doing something like this before, but the thought of destroying Eddie's reputation was tempting. Dodi finished peeing and walked back over to the bed, grabbing the jewelry box that belonged to Luna. "You've done your best, my dear. This jewelry is super expensive, and it will be the perfect reward for your hard work." Lyra's eyes widened as she looked at the jewelry. She had never seen anything so beautiful before. The diamonds sparkled in the dim light of the hotel room, casting a mesmerizing glow. Dodi grinned at her. "As a reward, I'm going to piss on you. You'll love it."

For a split second— Another memory flashed. The stranger. His lips brushing her hand. Amara forced herself to breathe steadily. Stay focused. Stay in character. Dante moved toward the glass display. “I want the diamond.” The owner gasped softly. “Ah… the most expensive piece we have.” He carefully lifted a velvet box and opened it. Inside rested a breathtaking diamond necklace. Huge. Flawless. The kind of jewel that belonged in museums. “A jewel worthy of a queen,” the owner said reverently.

Diamonds clasped around her neck like a beautiful collar. She caught her reflection and didn't recognize herself. The woman in the mirror looked expensive. Polished. Like she belonged in Damian's world. Like she belonged to him. As the sun set over Vegas, painting the sky blood-orange, Damian appeared in the doorway. Charcoal grey suit. Crisp white shirt. Every line tailored to remind everyone exactly who held the power. He looked lethal. "Time to meet the vipers, little doctor." He offered his arm. A perfect gentleman's gesture that made her stomach turn.

he said, turning to face Laura, who was staring at a diamond set, “hey, Laura!” “Sorry, couldn't help myself,” she said as she turned her head and looked at him. “Did you find anything?” “Yeah, check out this set. Is it lovely?” “I adore it; it's one-of-a-kind and ideal for mature women. Dylan, are you seeing someone older?” “How come you're asking? Sir, please hand over the pearl set to me and wrap the diamond set for her. I'll pay with my credit card.” “All right, let me wrap them up for you.”