Mystery White Marble Novels & Stories

The White Jade rose, the most expensive member of the rose family, only found in France, decorates almost every surface. It is like stepping into another dimension. All around us, patrons stand in clusters, talking and laughing softly over glasses of wine. Men that look like they sleep on a bazillion Dollars every night, and women who resemble every single one of their achievements. I suddenly feel uncomfortable and out of place. What if I am called to speak about myself? What the hell am I going to say? I am Mason's mistress and former stripper? "Do not let the fucking demons in, princess. Not tonight." Mason growls and my heart twists.

I got mesmerized in its ambiance while staring. I couldn't help but gape. It had been built out of white marble which seemed to glow in the soft light and there were even plants hanging in the air like delicate silver bells. The hallways curved gracefully around me until they disappeared into some sort of natural cave system, but there wasn't much time for exploring. "Gather yourself together, I do not have time for this!" The big burly guard yanked me by the arm and shoved me ahead almost causing me to stumble.

He pointed to a wooden rack and said, "Master Montgomery, the treasures that the White family currently has that can improve the elemental property are all here." Caspian looked in the direction that the other party pointed and immediately saw pieces of minerals of different colors, which were as big as adult's fists and as small as quail eggs. They were shining with colors and neatly placed on the shelf. The total number was probably around twenty pieces. However, the moment he saw these minerals, Caspian felt an aura different from the natural precious materials in the past. After staring for a while, Caspian looked at Que White and said, "Is this what your clansmen brought out from the Vo

Cia smiled at Alan who was standing by her side, a look of satisfaction on her pretty face. The ingredients that Alan promised were really good and of good quality. Even though the price was a bit expensive because Cia wanted marble as a floor construction material, they managed to get a low price from the shop. The marble stone is dark green which Cia will later use as the floor of the palace. "What do you think, is everything according to what you want?" asked Alan, several people were moving the items Cia ordered. n.t

I murmured as I shifted my thoughts back to focus on the present. The madame led me to the front entrance of the large white marble building. The entrance was even more elaborately decorated than the outer walls that I had seen before. Marble carvings featuring many mythical creatures and angels surrounded the large and high double door of the entrance. The door slowly opened as if someone inside was expecting our arrival.

"Everyone knows the Rivera girl is a rare white wolf. Her pups will be top-tier Alphas, every single one. Whoever mates her becomes the future Alpha King." "And look at her—the Moon Goddess must've carved her by hand." "A wolf like that, blood like that, Is Damian insane?" "Poor Rivera girl. Her own mate doesn't even want her." The whispers circled. Everyone was certain I'd name Damian—they'd all seen how badly I'd fallen for him. In my last life, I worshiped Damian as my savior. White wolves are rare, which means my life was never peaceful. I got snatched by rogues once.

I tell him as we pull up in front of a huge building made of the same white marble that the gate supports were made from. I can’t see much of it from here. We’re at such an odd angle, but as the footman opens the door, I step out and look up. It’s massive—tall and imposing—with turrets and ledges. All of it seems to be sculpted out of one continuous piece of white marble. Ellison steps out next to me. “It’s intimidating, but don’t worry. Almost everyone inside is quite lovely and kind.” I arch an eyebrow. “Almost everyone?”

He was handsome in every way June could have ever imagined and those black eyes of his, gazed at her thoughtfully and it was at this that June noticed she was still staring at the man that she looked away and pretended she was cleaning the bar her mind still wandering on the man. She felt like she had known him or she had seen him. “Mr. White! You came!” the woman, now revealed Clara exclaimed and June immediately knew where she knew him. Of course the best celebrity tycoon. Miles White. Flawless and spotless plus daringly handsome, more than the magazines had portrayed.

Carefully, Ciara walked into the kitchen and stared at the countertop’s surface. “Can... can I touch it?” she asked, looking at Scott with hope in her eyes. Of course, her request puzzled him. “Sure, why not?” he replied, still wearing a questioning expression. Her fingers trembled as she touched the smooth, glossy marble. It felt different from the rough or metallic surfaces she had always touched before. This material felt more alive, with pale brown veins that made it imperfect, and that’s what made it beautiful. “You... have you never seen marble before?” Scott asked cautiously.

Mila said as Pence hand left her neck "I should have known that's the reason why you never really loved and treated me differently.." Nina said finally stopping infront of Mila with her cursed look and Mila furrowed her brows "Surprise.. to see me this urgly..just the way you wanted it right?" Nina said as her eyes turned red "Where is the carved stone you took? If you give us the answer...I'll spear your life" Nina said "Don't even dream..Even if i knew where it was, i would never tell you" Mila said and Nina smiled mischiviously