Mina Diamond Tears Novels & Stories

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.

The staff was shocked and on guard for days after that. Before she can work herself into a bitch fit, Mr. Dawson settles a hand over her shoulder and gives her an indulgent smile. “It’s okay, pumpkin. What I meant was that you were missing this.” He says, taking out a beautiful rectangular box from his pocket. I recognize the sky blue and pink box. It’s from Tiffany and Company. Not that I’ve ever gotten anything from there. I just know what it is because Belinda’s stepmother Sahara is always raving about the boxes she gets from there. Belinda shrieks ecstatically and tears through the box. I lean further into the doorway, straining for a closer look. They’re golden earrings with pink diamon

I noticed the note in the center of the flowers and the gold chain that was wrapped around the stems. * Come be a family one last time, my little pumpkin -Dly* upon further inspection, I unclasped the chain and held up a single 3 karat sapphire rose charm. I smiled as the tears began to well up in my eyes. Dylan was playing games with my heart. he was acting like the mysterious romantic man he used to be now. playing a treasure hunt with me like I didn't already know where to find him. I got back on my rickshaw and proceeded to the Comodo Place Hotel. Dylan would be there waiting for me, hopefully, and not another clue.

She couldn’t take it anymore; she couldn’t hold back the tears as they burst forth from her eyes, she dropped to the ground right there in the middle of the room, pouring out her sadness through the teardrops that landed on the ground slowly. “Miranda? Oh goodness… Miranda? What happened? Why are you crying, darling?” She heard her mate’s voice, but the sound of her tears choking back drained the voice into an echo. Damian lifted her from the ground and carried her to the couch, where he cleaned her tears slowly. “Shh…. It’s okay darling,” he murmured, comforting her. “Whatever it is… it’s going to be okay. I promise you,” he said as he rocked her back and forth, until her tears stopped.

"Ismael Kiplimo!" He witnessed a shocked frightened look in her eyes. A shock of realization. Tears welled up in her eyes. It was obvious she was going to cry. She shrank down the couch and lowered her eyes covering them with a leso and broke into tears. She shamelessly cried like a little kid. Mary crossed over to comfort her. "Don't cry sis. It is alright."

My head angled as I swallowed the thick ball of emotions in my throat, not even knowing what to say. “Open it,” he whispered, and I swallowed again before flipping the box open. The tears just streamed as a tennis yellow diamond necklace stared back at me. “Personally mined for you from our partners in Botswana. When you look with a magnifier, you will note that each diamond is engraved with your name and my promise of love to you.” “Ryan,” came out the cry. I turned in my seat and wrapped my arms around him. He held me tightly and pulled me closer to him.

But as I approached her door, I stopped abruptly. The door was slightly ajar, and I stood frozen, caught off guard by the scene inside. Ami had earpieces in both ears and was swaying to a song, completely unaware of my presence. She faced away from the door, her back turned to me. She wore a short skirt that reached her knees, unlike anything I had ever seen her wear before. Her top was small, exposing her midriff. My eyes landed on the colorful waist beads she wore, sparkling against her skin. I didn’t understand what I felt, but there was a magnetic pull that made it impossible to look away. Her movements were mesmerizing, her hips swaying effortlessly in time with the music only she was l

Damon glanced at it, and his face grew serious. He stood up, looking down at me. "Get a hold of yourself. You know my patience has its limits." And then he was gone, as if he'd never been there at all. The only things left in the room were me and the shattered ruby on the floor. Sunlight streamed through a crack in the curtains, illuminating the fracture in the stone. I stared at it and, suddenly, I laughed. "That's the last tear I'll ever cry for you," I whispered.

During a family dinner with Liam, I brought up the idea of getting married sooner and starting a family. He immediately assumed I was after his family's wealth and only wanted to marry him for his money. In front of everyone, he slapped me more than a dozen times. Then he turned around and pursued his jealous childhood sweetheart. I grabbed his hand and begged him not to leave, but in a fit of rage, he shoved me down the stairs. That shove ended up breaking both my legs and fracturing my skull. I spent a month in the ICU before I finally regained consciousness. This time, I didn’t make a scene. Instead, I called my mother overseas. "Mom, about the inheritance you mentioned last time… I

I was shopping for a crib when Xavier Davis came home with a three-year-old boy. One look at the child was enough to make me pause. He had the exact same eyes as Xavier's first love. "She just moved back and isn't in a position to take care of him," Xavier told me. "He'll be living with us from now on." There was no room for discussion in his tone. The decision had already been made. Then his gaze dropped to the slight curve of my stomach. "As for yours… Terminate the pregnancy. He's sensitive. A new baby would be too much for him right now." My fingers tightened around the ultrasound printout in my hand. For a long moment, I said nothing. Then I gave him the answer he expected