Mina Diamond Tears Novels & Stories

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.

she pointed at the box still trembling in my hands, “is the Tears of the Ocean.” My eyes widened. "Wait… what?" “The very same,” she said with a hint of pride. “Dalton has been collecting the stones for years. The central diamond alone came from a private South African auction. The rubies? Burmese—pure blood-red, perfectly matched. I had to pull five favors just to get them cut the way he wanted.” I gaped at the necklace again like it might sprout wings and fly away. Shirley’s voice dropped to a whisper. “And guess what? You’ll be the first to wear it.”

Chapter Two Ava’s POV The house was eerily quiet, except for the soft rustling of my hands as I packed away the last remnants of my past. I stood in Lily’s bedroom, my fingers tracing over the framed picture of my little girl. Her bright smile was frozen in time, her eyes full of the happiness she had always carried. My chest ached, but I couldn’t cry anymore—there were no tears left. No more pain to wipe on. Slowly, I removed the picture from the wall, placing it gently inside the bag I had set aside. The bag was meant for burning. I didn't want to see anymore of it that will bring pain towards me.

"Forget about it. Just bring us out of here." Steve waved his hands when he saw that Veronica was sporting a troubled face, looking like her dilemma was if she should sing for the group or not. Since everyone in the group could no longer cast a single spell due to mana depletion, Veronica handed each of them something that seemed like a pearl. It has a color of amethyst and it was relatively smaller in size, looking only as big as a fingernail. "That is a merpire's tear. It can help you breathe underwater for a limited period of time. As long as you swallow one it should last you enough to reach the underwater mirror gate."

I said kissing him. David was next, he presented me with a delicate, shimmering shell that seemed to contain a pearl of pure starlight. The shell glowed with a soft, oceanic blue light, and I could feel the power of the sea's deepest magic emanating from it. "This is a Mermaid's Tear," he explained, his voice filled with reverence. "It is said that the mermaids wept for the sorrows of the world, and this shell contains one of their precious tears. It holds the power to grant a single, precious wish to the one who possesses it." "What? Wow! Thank you!" I held him tight with in tears in my eyes as I kissed him too.

This jewel seemed to be made newly, for it was not named by anything yet. The jewel was a beautiful gold necklace made of the finest diamonds that he had never seen. This mall seemed to be a new one, and surprisingly, it wasn't handled by a werewolf, but by a human. This was because he knew exactly every werewolf who was a businessman or woman. "Hello sir, what jewellery would you like to get?" Reynold stared deeply at the jewellery in front of him, and he pointed at it. The lady he saw as a little human girl, suddenly made a face for reasons he couldn't tell. He began to wonder what the human sales representative was all about.

"Seraphina, you have been a stain on this family from the moment you were born. And now, you've produced another failure to dishonor our name." She turned and marched into the adjoining room, Liliana's chambers. Moments later, a completely different voice drifted from her chambers. "Oh, my precious grandson!" My mother's voice was suddenly warm and loving. "Look at those eyes, so full of power! And that cry! So strong! This is the blood of a true king!" She returned less than an hour later, a servant carrying an ornate wooden box behind her. "This is the Moon's Tear," she said, opening the box to reveal a gem that pulsed with silver light. "A sacred relic of our pack. Only the most noble blo

All for show, of course, but she seemed to love the ring, so I let her keep it. Little did she know it's completely real. It was a 4.2ct Teardrop diamond, set in rose gold with a halo of smaller diamonds surrounding it. I had no idea what her taste was like, but her eyes really lit up when she saw it so I just let her have it. If it makes her happy then it’s hers. She definitely loves it if she’s in her room admiring it. I smiled. Humans were so easy to please. They were so grateful for the smallest things.

"This ring is so beautiful. Why don't we… make it our wedding ring?" Ye Wenming's eyes fell on the diamond ring. It was named Mermaid's Tear because the diamond's original shape resembled the shape of a teardrop. The tear reminded him of the last tears that the woman had shed for him. Those eyes that were once full of love and hate turned into serenity as tears silently streamed down.

The sound grew louder, guiding them deeper into the heart of the mountains. Finally, they reached a vast chamber, its walls glistening with icy stalactites. In the center lay a crystalline formation, shimmering with a mix of warm and cold hues. It was the Tearstone, the source of the cursed tears they had come to retrieve. Amelia approached cautiously, her hand outstretched. As her fingertips brushed against the surface, the stone pulsed with a brilliant light, blinding in its intensity. A voice whispered in her mind, like a desperate plea for salvation.