Garnet Amethyst Pearl Novels & Stories

Cas said after a moment. He held out his hand and opened his palm to reveal a Pink Malaya Garnet set within a rose gold stone setting, there was something about the gemstone that felt familiar as if I have seen it before. The intricate cut of the gem reflected the light from the moon with perfection as the roseate hues reflected my fuchsia eyes, the warmth that radiated from the perfect cut felt as if it were a part of my soul. It was a jewel that I was meant to treasure with my very life. It has come back to me, I thought as I reached out for the familiar object.

He was calculating, thinking of every probability ahead of time. In the end, to soothe Stephen Ling’s anger, we bought some VBH earrings, special pink kuznite - a variety of spodumene according to Stephen’s explanation when I asked - inlaid necklaces, a pearl necklace that cost hundreds of thousands, gold pieces, brooches and a lot more.

Kael wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his face on my back. “A few days ago, they gave me many gems and made me choose ten.” “Do you remember what you chose?” He asked, his face still pressed against my back. I shook my head. “Not all, as I didn’t know all the gems. But among those I choose, the ones that are familiar are Sapphire, Citrine, Amethyst, Ruby, Emerald, and Garnet. All the others, I was not familiar with.” I heard him mumble, repeating the ones I told him.

When I got close enough to a case, my breath was stolen as I stared at the beautiful variations available here. When we got closer to the back, I couldn’t help but let out a gasp when my eyes landed on a beautiful necklace in a separate wooden case, the glass polished to perfection to show off every scintillating gem. It was silver, with the wires crossing and intertwining in a beautiful design as it housed garnets, amethyst, and even a few diamonds. In the center was a large clear gem, cradled by the threads of silver. Funny enough, there was no price tag, just an ‘inquire about item’ sign next to the box. It's just a stunning necklace so painfully out of reach.

“That’s absolutely gorgeous. That’s a paraiba tourmaline, right? I’ve been looking for a gorgeous necklace like that forever!” I touch my neck. “Yes, it is. I… made it myself.” This necklace is indeed a paraiba tourmaline, which is my kids’ birthstone. I made it months before they were born, and I planned to wear it every single day as a reminder that I have them. It has a 20 carat paraiba, bright and shiny, cushioned with diamonds with a platinum chain. “It’s the first full piece that I made,” I say, touching it. “I own a line called Émeraude from Italy.”

Their eyes were crimson red. The body of the three-headed dog swirled around the cross along with its tail at the end. It was so detailed and gorgeous; that I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. Rine whistled. I blinked at her when she snatched the necklace. “Oh my gosh, do you know how expensive is this? You have six little rubies and four amber stones on the platinum cross, making a masterpiece. A custom made masterpiece, if I might add. It must cost a fortune.” She gawked at me. I just gaped in response. She must be right. That is her family business.

He started to love her and, as a matter of fact, his love is dangerous and selfish'. Baek closed his eyes and rubbed his index finger in the centre of his forehead. He imparted 'We can protect her with a red garnet gemstone, but I need time to look for the stone. There are precious stones that protect humans from evil souls, and red garnet is one of them'.

Precisely one week before the ceremony, Eason comes with me to a jewelry store to pick up a gift from my mom. I am sitting by the window, admiring my mom’s gift to me in the sunlight. It is a pair of teardrop-shaped earrings, with shimmering, round pearls as the main gemstones, which exude a soft pink luster. The pearls are surrounded by a halo of sparkling diamonds.

The gemstones, carefully designed into exquisite cuts and shapes, glimmered like captured fragments of nature's most vibrant hues. At the center of the necklace, a large emerald pendant adorned with intricate engravings caught her attention. The stone, shaped like a big wolfberry, possessed a mesmerizing depth that seemed to draw in the surrounding light. Its rich green hues, ranging from the vibrant shades of new growth to the deep tones of ancient forests, held within them the promise of growth, renewal, and the enduring strength of love.

I glare at him and place the earrings in as my mum fastens the pendant around my neck and fastens it. "I think I should make you aware of what you are wearing. The earrings are blue sapphires, Heirloom quality, Demi, approximately ten carats, and the diamonds on them, approximately four carats." "Okay, enough. Don't appraise the jewellery he got me, please!" I beg, and he stares at me. "Don't turn it into work!" That's exactly what he's doing. "Do you realise that the pendant is Tanzanite?" He looks at me. "Approx nineteen, twenty carats alone, not including diamonds. What does he do for work again?"