Novel & Cerita Junior Jewels

"Show me." Junior opened his briefcase and turned it toward Antonio. Inside were rows of shells. Old. New. Unique. Worn at the edges. "Shells?" Antonio's expression didn't change, but his hand moved mid-reach. "Shouldn't these be in your collection?" "They should." Junior's voice was steady. "But no treasure is greater than my mom's freedom. You can keep them all as payment." Antonio picked one up and stared at it. Intently.

I reached over Mom to poke Jules in the arm again. "Stop poking me! Mom! The gargoyle is touching me!" Jules squealed, trying to hide behind Mom's shoulder. "I’ll gargoyle you in a second!" I huffed, reaching for a pillow, "Jewel sound like a cat that belongs to a rich old lady. 'Come here, Jewel, time for your expensive tuna!'" "It’s better than Gianna," Jules stuck her tongue out, "Gianna sounds like a librarian who only eats plain crackers."

We fought for decades before the peace treaty was established, signing in new deals and opening foreign exchange programs. We lived in the age of democracy, but still, murderers’ events happened. There are 5 packs in total, each named after the color of the jewel in the area, My pack had the red diamond, it costs millions to just have one on your finger and that is why the Alpha’s greed increased, Blue Moon’s a pack knows for their exquisite quality of Blue platinum, a rare jewel, The ruby for Sun Shallow pack, the Green Blair was found after the Emerald, less expensive when compared to others and finally the Dark Eclipse pack, found after a rare black Jewel, some say it has powers of the mo

“Come, let’s go inside. I could use some new jewelry for the ceremony.” They sauntered through the store’s glass doors, the scent of lavender and vanilla greeting them as they stepped onto the marble floor. An attendant approached, offering them a polite smile. “Welcome to Joshhill Jewelers. How may I assist you today?” Matilda sauntered toward a display case filled with intricately designed bracelets and rings. She let her fingers trail over the glass before sneering. “These look rather… cheap.” Jessica picked up a necklace, scrutinizing it with a critical eye. “Are these even real stones?” she questioned, tilting her head in exaggerated skepticism.

While the others around her couldn't believe her words and chided her, "hehe, how's that even possible. They were maybe the imitated ones." "Yes. We all know we should buy the whole set to purchase the jewelry from Jewel's Treasure. And it would cost a few hundreds of million dollars." "Gosh! Why can't you be meticulous like me? Did you notice the necklace and ring on her, they were perfectly the same with the set." "I agree, I've been eyeing this for a while, but since I didn't have the high funds with me, It got delayed. But they weren't fake!" The Jewel's Treasure was widely famous because it was specifically designed using intricate patterns embedded with rarest sapphire diamonds.

Melody's POV The acrid tone of Jewel's voice sliced through the air before I even turned around."Do not think that Jones will let this slide," she snarled through gritted teeth.Her words slid through the thronged hall like a snake's venom. I froze mid-step, my back tensing. I slowly turned around and looked at her."Oh, I'm terrified," I said in a mocking tone, creating a shiver in my spine. "What are you going to do? Sell me? Or press me into low-paid work like one of your father's servants?Her eyes turned into thin slits. "You're just jealous of me!" She took a step forward, her heels clicking hard against the marble floor. "Tell me, is it because of Jay? Is it because I stole him from you?

Justin will make it a dull class for us. "Lucas is the sweetest guy ever!" My ears cringed at the statement, did I hear wrong or what? Lucas of all people, he's nothing but a devil to me and his victims. Then I turned my gaze to see Jenny talking with her two puppies. They seemed eager in what she was holding in her hands. "Wow! These are real diamonds," Bella gasped as a shiny light almost blinded my eyes. "It's beautiful!" Susan said dreamily, then I watched as Jenny wore the piece on her wrist.

Right as college acceptance letters went out, my golden boy of a brother, Bill Cyrus, spread a rumor that I stole his spot at Braxton University. His only proof was a single paparazzi shot of me standing outside the university gates. Of course, my parents believed him. To protect Bill's precious reputation, they forced me to take the fall. They even threatened to lock me away in an internet-addiction center for good to erase their embarrassment of their younger son—the one who dropped out and ran wild for a year. Watching my own family line up to tear me apart over one massive lie, the last scrap of hope I had for them shattered completely. I stopped holding back. I watched, ice-cold, a

The door of the bathroom flew open, what I first saw was a white skin, fragile white legs on a pair of slippers. I looked up and found a towel wrapped about the body from the waist to the two knees. I was sure this mustn't be a lady because a lady would definitely not wrap a towel from her waist but instead from her chest. Then my eyes moved slowly upwards, I saw... packs...six packs...well set and arranged. I saw a muscular body, then I lifted my eyes up...I saw... a pretty man. His dark oily hair fell slightly on his forehead giving him the cute appearance of a young high school boy. His sideburns and flirting eyelashes with light but tiny pink lips can make any lady crawl into his bed wit

Jules was far too polite to ever say it outloud, but I knew what he was thinking…’that kid looks an awful lot like Liam…’ “Billy, Belle, your favorite cartoon is on. How about you run along and go watch it. Aunty Hazel will bring your breakfast when it’s ready. I’ll even let you eat in front of the TV.” They sighed a feeble, ‘okay’, knowing that their time with the ‘pirate treasure’ and ‘princess jewels’ was up. They ran off to the living room. I figured the less Jules sees of Billy, the better. “Well, I won’t keep you much longer, Trista, Hazel,” he said. “I’m sure you have lots to do today.” But instead of leaving, he continued drinking his cappuccino. “I have a busy day, too. Not as busy