Novel & Cerita Double Diamond My Little Pony

Gazing at the glittering hair ornaments, she marveled, "Such intricate craftsmanship in the glass!" The stylist gently corrected her, "My dear Miss Lola, those are diamonds, not glass." Lola, puzzled, attempted to pry one loose but failed, asking curiously, "Diamonds? Are they expensive?" The stylist replied softly, "It depends on the type. If we consider the diamonds on this necklace you're wearing, I would need to save for five years just to purchase one." Lola grasped the words, realizing that the value equated to a lifetime supply of roast suckling pig. She immediately ceased her prying, tenderly caressing the diamonds as if they were the crispy, delectable her favorite Roast Suckling Pi

He leaned down to whisper in my ear. "I'm fine," I replied. How did I go about explaining that his people seemed to hate me? We got to the end of the small settlement, where a large house stood. Alexander suddenly grabbed my waist and set me down from the horse gently, then he followed suit and came down. "Welcome to the Moon Stone pack." Alexander murmured, his eyes on me, and I forced a smile. I certainly didn't feel welcome.

“Fine. What about… Moonbeam? Or Sparkle? Or… Princess Buttercup?” Damien presses a hand over his mouth, trying not to laugh. “Moonbeam? Buttercup? Carol, I love you, but this isn’t a My Little Pony episode.” She glares at him, her face flushed with pain and frustration. “You don’t like anything I say! You don’t like me, and you don’t like our baby!” Damien’s eyes widen in panic. “What? No! That’s not true. I love you and our baby more than anything!”

The air practically exploded. Mom’s eyes widened with unshed tears. I clapped a hand over my mouth in shock. Payson squealed and held out her hand—an elegant diamond ring glittered under the light. We all screamed, our voices colliding and bouncing around the room. I wouldn’t be surprised if the whole neighborhood heard us. “Oh my God! Is that a diamond ring?!” I cried. “Not just a diamond ring,” Payson beamed, “my initials are engraved inside!” “It’s so beautiful,” Mom said through the tears already running freely down her cheeks.

Try to keep my voice from breaking. "The Mystic Diamond Pack." "Are you the daughter of Alpha Anderson of the Mystic Diamond Pack?" "Yes, I am." Lena wants to say that crazy word – mate – again, but I quickly shut her out. Now is not the time for silly jokes. "Hmmm." He mumbles and doesn't say anything else. I want to look at him again. At his handsome face, but I'm scared of the torrent of butterflies that might take flight in my stomach if I look at him for longer than ten seconds.

“I drew Mommy, Daddy Adrian, Daddy Sebastian, Salma, Bunny, Barbie, Uncle Javier, Grandma and Grandpa, and one mean bird.” “Who’s the bird?” I asked. “The one that wanted to take my gelato.” “Makes sense.” She pulled something from the front pocket of her backpack. “And look! I got a new charm.” My hand, which had been fixing her hair, stopped. Poppy held the small thing up to the light. A unicorn. A tiny pearl-white charm, with a pale-purple mane, a gold horn, and a small metal star hanging beneath it. Cute. Cheap, but shiny enough to make a four-year-old believe she had found treasure.

She nodded and turned, leaving, but not without a hateful glance at me. Dimitri continued to stroke my hair, he wrapped his cold arm around me, a ruby ring on his finger. I couldn't help but stare at it, "it's beautiful, isn't it?" He asked, and I nodded my head slowly. "Rubies can be so magical, but very common." His voice changing, he slipped a finger under my chin, lifting my face gently to his, I could feel his warm breath on my face, it smelled sweet and it was making me sleepy. "You're not a ruby though," he breathed, his voice was soft like it was a secret, "why?" I asked and he smiled, "because you're a diamond. And those are forever."

And suddenly, I began to reminisce about the moment that they once used to adore me. Wasn't it three years ago? Then, I wasn't yet the Luna of the Red Moon pack. I was just a 17-year-old young, slim and beautiful lady, who was the eldest daughter of the current Beta werewolf. I had so many dreams and aspirations. But, everything changed after I got married to Daxter {my crush}, upon discovering that year, on my 18th birthday, that he was my mate. His reaction was blank, almost filled with disappointment, like he never wanted that outcome.

Every spark that flew from the saw was a piece of the nobody from Port Haven being forged into a leader. When she finally stepped out of the shed, the sun was beginning to dip, casting long, golden shadows over the mine. The miners were waiting, their cynicism replaced by a tense, quiet curiosity. Ophelia opened her hand. Resting in her palm was a diamond that looked like a shard of the midnight sky. It wasn't round. it was sharp, jagged, and brilliant, with a deep blue heart that seemed to glow from within. It was a masterpiece of contemporary unique value.

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.