Mina Diamond Tears Novels & Stories

Many society ladies were there. It seemed that the biggest ticket for the night’s auction was a piece of jewelry called “The Ocean’s Tears.” It featured the world’s largest blue diamond that was newly mined in South Prisca. Amanita loved the ocean, so she was determined to win the bid for the piece. Yet, she had just taken a seat when she saw Marcus lead Risa into the auction hall. Amanita’s smile froze on her face. She had the feeling that Risa would want “The Ocean’s Tears” as well.

The moment the mind-link snapped shut, the echo of his rage still pressed against my skull. “See?” Selene’s voice dripped with contempt inside the shared link. “Low-blood trash always thinks they can steal what isn’t theirs.” I said nothing. That diamond was my mother’s bride-gift, the Moon’s Tear. That diamond wasn’t just a jewel. It was my mother’s bridal heirloom—the Moon’s Tear. When our pack was on the brink of collapse, she pawned it to secure the foundation of what would become the Silvermane Dominion.

“Now that is what I am calling a mission worth dying for! I mean who else can think of stealing the treasure bestowed by the Moon Goddess herself, but you, Diana lass! Such a precious thing you are!” Rakiz Lemoir was about to grasp Diana’s cheeks. But when his hands were an inch close to her, she sidestepped and paced back and forth in front of the smirking Rakiz Lemoir. Moon’s Tears. A small gem that was made from the Moon Goddess’s tear, she gave it to the first alpha of the Blood Claws Pack. But the ancestors of the Blood Claws Pack surrendered it to his beloved, an alpha’s daughter from the Crescent Pack.

- he screamed, all red in the face. - Seo In Sung-ssi!- Soo Min spoke even more firmly in an angry tone, slamming her hand on the table with all her strength, which clearly surprised the man.- I asked you to calm down, right? You don't make it easy for us to believe in your innocence by acting like that.- she pointed out clearly, taking a deep breath.- Please consider whether this evidence is actually so insignificant. The first victims were your agency models, then girls, most of whom you knew quite well. You don't have a solid alibi for any of the evenings of the disappearances and you're acting like an insane person. In your apartment we found a bouquet of artificial cherry blossoms, now

The hateful image from my memories warped as I tried to reconcile it with the woman now weeping over me, like her heart was breaking. Vivian had always been a brilliant actress. She'd killed me. And yet there she was, slumped against Jayden, crying over my corpse without a trace of guilt. "Who could be this cruel, Jay? Who'd kill Kat so brutally?" "Who knows? She played too many dirty games, making too many enemies." Jayden stood in a black suit, his face grim. "Enough, Vivi. You're running on no sleep. Get some rest. I've got this."

“My dear, this is not an ordinary diamond pendant.” Marilyn frowned slightly. The woman continued, “This is from the Cherubim Tear collection. Only two are produced each year, and even then, they are not released for public purchase. Pieces like this are commissioned privately.” The ballroom went almost silent. Naomi and Sia exchanged stunned looks. Marilyn’s fingers froze against the pendant. The elderly woman looked around, then said the words that changed confusion. “I remember this particular piece. Mr. Raymond Stewart commissioned it weeks ago.”

rending screams, he said, ice cold, “No.” “From beginning to end, the only one I’ve ever loved is Noxivira.” With that, he lifted his foot. The ice?crystal necklace and ring he himself had once sent around Aithne shattered with a crack, crumbling to dust.

The package arrived at my apartment the next morning with no return address, but I knew exactly who it was from. The black velvet box was heavy, elegant, and unmistakably expensive. Inside lay a breathtaking diamond necklace , a teardrop pendant the color of moonlight surrounded by smaller blood-red rubies. The card beneath it was written in Damien’s bold, commanding script: “For the throat I want to mark. Wear it today. Let everyone see who you belong to. — D”

The bright green vines that wrapped around it also added to the charm of the first thing Alice had to walk through to get to the pathway to get to the stage. Her dress was a white dress that was lace. Even though the dress covered them up mostly she had bought a pair of thigh high white boots. Also she wore a white choker, a bracelet that had small skulls on it done up with diamonds, and a new tattoo her friends gifted her for her day. The tattoo was simple as it just was tribal art on her left wrist.

noticing. It's a magic trick, and the king is skilled at it. His eyes see me at the top of the stairs and lock on me. The crowd follows his gaze. Some look confused, others recognize me due to the Crown Diamond title dispute. A few focus on my dress. Envying how adorned I am, wishing I were in my shoes. _____________ This morning we witnessed a miracle - resumes the king. - Ayla Marin, the main participant for the diamond crown came to us, begging us to forgive her, she informed us that she was forced to go along with the prince, he threatened her family, so this young woman had no choice but to obey the on his orders, however, as soon as she had the opportunity to escape the clutches of th