Diamonds Pearls Lyrics Novels & Stories

Good evening" she greated him, as she averted his gaze. "Evening lily, can i say something?" "Sure" she said, nodding her head in affirmation. "You are beautiful" he said, almost like a wisper. The word pierced through juwairiyyah's heart and melt it into pieces. "You are also handsome" she replied back. "How is the wedding preparation going on?" he asked, changing the topic. "Great, Alhamdulillah" she answered back. "I only came to wish you goodbye, i know you've learnt a lot from the mistake we've made. Don't repeat that kind of mistake again lily. Life is worthless when you loose the most of your precious things."

John said, slowly unwrapping it in front of her. Inside was a large pearl, emitting a faint glow in the dimly lit car. "I heard this is a pearl that a ancient king once gave to his queen. I thought you'd like it, so I bought it." Diana held the night pearl, her eyes reflecting a sense of wonder. Holding the pearl, she looked at John and couldn't help but ask, "It must be expensive, right?" "I may not have anything else, but I do have money," he replied.

“Something about the lyric?” A shaky giggle escaped Silvia’s lips. “Something?” she repeated. “Come, let me show you. You know enough English to understand it if you read it.” Paola accepted the tablet, frowning. “Play it,” said Silvia. Paola did, and they kept quiet to listen to the Pearl Jam’s cover. Silvia stood up with a cigarette and left them reading the lyric. She went to smoke by the window, breathing deep to calm down. “Oh-my-God,” Claudia muttered when the song was over. “I’d never paid attention to the lyric before. You think he’s talking about you?”

‘You know how crazy things have been around here, with the president’s assassination all. ‘It’s alright,’ Mindy assured him, playing the understanding role. ‘I know you are busy.’ Dylan pulled the red velvet box from his pocket. Slowly, he opened it, revealing the pink pearl earrings. The pearls gleamed, simple yet attention-catching. Mindy fell in love with them instantly, smiling as she exclaimed, ‘Dylan, these are for me? I love them!’ As she reached for the box, Dylan retracted it, teasing her. ‘What’s wrong?’ she asked.

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.

ROSHIDA “Oh, you didn't have to do anything. Your presence along with Liam presence alone is a present for me. You have no idea how I'm glad to have you both here.” Well, I wasn't feeling very glad right now. I just wanted to leave and I didn't know why. Liam had woken up and was busy tugging at the pearls on her neck and I was silently praying that he won't finally cut it because I was sure they were real pearls and even with all the money I would have in my life, I won't be able to replace them.

"Oh no!" Sophie quickly knelt, attempting to grasp the diamond and pearl that were bouncing around the polished oak floor in all directions. "Oh, no! Sh*t, sh*t!" "Relax, they're not the crown jewels." He came to a halt, his taunting expression gone as she lifted her head, and he saw she was in tears. "Just leave! okay? Damn it!" Sophie hissed angrily. "I couldn't care less. They're all mine. My treasure."

Celia I had never imagined a more degrading and soul-crushing existence than the one I was trapped in. I was back at the club with the lustful eyes of men piercing through my soul. The sultry music began to play, its seductive rhythm echoing in the dimly lit room. With each graceful movement, I tried to convey sensuality, but deep inside, there was a burning defiance, I was determined not to let this performance fully consume me, even as I played the part I had been coerced into.

Chapter four Lyla’s POV “Mate?” I whispered out not loud enough to hear. I slowly turned my head to look at Pearl for the second time and tried to see if she'd understand what he meant by the word “mate” but I realized she was still crumbling onto the floor, oblivious of what he had said. “Follow my instructions Damon and kill this disgusting human” The old man yelled one more time. Pearl suddenly lifted her head, looked at Damon with surprise evident on her face as if she knew him and then back at me, as if trying to send a word to me.

Too gaudy. Throughout it all, Damian said nothing. He sat in his chair, swirling his brandy, watching. He watched the jeweler’s hands touch Aria’s neck. He watched Aria’s chin lift obediently. He watched the way she swallowed nervously when the metal was cold against her skin. His silence was louder than Cassandra’s complaints. "This is the last one," the jeweler said, sounding exhausted. He lifted a delicate platinum chain from a separate box. Suspended from it was a single, flawless pear-cut diamond. It wasn't massive, but it was incredibly clear. It caught the light and shattered it into a thousand rainbows.