Garnet Amethyst Pearl Novels & Stories

Merlin comes back over with three round gems, “Now, I wouldn’t make you carve the setting, I could magic that for you, but maybe one of these, here?” She hums thoughtfully and looks at the gems he’s chosen. They were all smooth circular cabochons; there was a fire agate, a fire opal, and a dragon’s breath opal, which she knows is just fancy glass. But the hints of blue spoke to her, she picks it up and places it where he had suggested, she tilts her head and pulls out Kai’s gift too.

I grabbed the box and hurried back to Jessica, who was tapping her fingers impatiently. "Oh, that?" she said casually. "It's a gift from my grandma..." I carefully opened the box and lifted the necklace first. At its center was a large purple gemstone, shimmering with an unmistakable glow. The iridescence and deep violet hue gave it away instantly, tanzanite. The earrings and ring were embedded with the same stone, perfectly matched, flawless in cut and clarity. "Perfect!" I exclaimed, my breath hitching as I admired my own work reflected in the mirror.

“Platinum inlaid oval multicolor gems necklace, made with cutting edge technology by famous masters using top-quality raw materials. It’s the only one in the world!" It was a necklace that had cushion-cut pink tourmaline, tanzanite, aquamarine, mixed-cut orange tourmaline, green tourmaline, morganite, rubellite, princess-cut, and round brilliant-cut diamonds. The raw materials alone had to be collected one by one in distant foreign countries. They were all hand-cut from top-quality rough stones, brilliant and gorgeous. Albert was currently wearing the necklace, and it complemented his outfit that day perfectly. It was like the collision of two ingenious and exquisite works of art!

Let me show you. The necklace is a dazzling masterpiece crafted with a fine chain of polished sterling silver that gracefully rests along the neckline. Each gemstone is carefully handpicked by me, sitting in its own delicate bezel setting, creating a harmonious cascade of colors. At the center, a radiant emerald glows with deep green hues. On one side, a sapphire glitters in ocean blue tones, while opposite it, a rich ruby burns with fiery passion. Scattered among them are smaller accents of amethyst with their royal purple charm, golden citrine, and sparkling white topaz that catch the light like tiny stars.

For convenience, the shop had been closed that day, only serving Jake and Ann. The shopkeeper invited Ann to sit in the shop comfortably, and some of the shop assistants brought some types of jewelry from the newest collection. Ann could tell that these jewels were all costly and of high quality from the gleam of their light. Besides being made of gold, the gemstones that adorn them were stunning. Emerald, topaz, rose quartz, ruby, peridot, tourmaline, onyx, diamond, jadeite, opal, sapphire, alexandrite. The price was hundreds of thousands to millions of dollars per carat.

In front of Marsha were four velvet boxes, already open. Inside were four complete jewelry sets. She waved us over. "Come take a look. Choose whichever you like." I stepped closer. One set was pearls—a long pearl necklace and matching drop earrings. Another was a diamond set—elegant and radiant, with a clarity and brilliance that rivaled top-tier gemstones from luxury houses. Even someone with no knowledge of gemstones could tell it was expensive. There was also a set of lavender amethyst, so finely cut it looked as if soft violet light flowed beneath the surface like liquid silk.

I wanted everything to be perfect for her return. Tonight, I opened her jewelry box, and with a delicate cloth, I began to wipe the treasures that had been stored away for so long. The garnet ring, the golden topaz pendant, the emerald bracelet, deep green like a forest lake, and countless other dazzling diamonds, pearls, and agates. Each one was a work of art, and I loved how they adorned the Princess, making her beauty even more radiant, enhancing her regal aura.

Ruvyn turned around and smiled widely when he spotted Jimmy arriving with his mother. "He came." All the guests stopped dancing or drinking to see the two Gemmas entering the hall in the most elegant way. The woman's hand was around Jimmy's arm as she greeted the creatures with a charming smile. She was wearing a long silk dress with the same colour as her hair and around her neck was a necklace with a shiny Ruby, a gift she received from her loved one years ago. She looked as breathtaking as her son who was wearing a white silk shirt and a red velvet jacket embroidered with gold. It matched perfectly with the ball's theme.

“Purple, ladies. It’s purple.” The color of royalty. I swallow nervously at the amethyst bracelet adorned around my wrist. The trinket hanging around my neck is of a black dragon, with small citrine stones for eyes. yet as Maren reaches for the leather strap of my pendant, my hand graps hers gently. “this stays, please.” Maren doesn’t argue, opting instead to brush hair from my face and direct my gaze to the mirror. My mouth falls open on a gasp.

So familiar, but exotic in a way I couldn't even begin to explain. I just stood, staring out the door like an absolute idiot, taking in the God at my doorstep. I couldn't take my eyes off his own. A deep-set swirling violet tinted with the darkest ebony black was confined to the irises of his eyes. It almost trapped me, like hands made from the illusory magic that seemed to pull me in.