Naomi Campbell Blood Diamond Novels & Stories

He was waiting for the finale, the "Blue Tears Diamond." "Mr. Campbell, the Blue Tears Diamond will be up soon," Yannis said softly. Vincent smirked. "Do you like it? I'll buy it for you then." Given his personality and financial power, spending a few hundred thousand dollars on a girl was routine. Moreover, the beauty in his arms was a wealthy woman herself. It was worth it to splurge on her. "I will appreciate everything you buy me, Mr. Campbell." Yannis's eyes lit up. She almost melted into Vincent's arms.

“Mr. Rhodes, Naomi is my woman. I advise you to stay away from her. Otherwise, the Rhodes might cease to exist.” “You! You’re unbelievably arrogant!” Kael couldn’t believe Atlas would declare war on the Rhodes over a woman. Didn’t he know that even a dying camel is bigger than a horse? Danna gasped beside him, her eyes widening with a mix of awe and envy. Power was truly a magical thing. She glanced toward Naomi, her heart tightening with bitterness. How could that woman be so fortunate? Not only was her background extraordinary, but the man she had won over came from the untouchable Knox family—one of the most powerful dynasties in the country.

"That's good. I'm still looking at the pictures here." "Are you interested in anything?" Joana stood beside Oriaga while he sat on the sofa in his study. "Yes. I'm feeling a little really into the 'Diamond Hope.' It's wonderful, but the price is quite shocking." "I remember 'Diamond Hope' being one of the most expensive diamonds in the world, right?" Oriaga nodded. "Very true, Joana." He closed the magazine and placed it on the table. "I'd like an americano before I go to that charity event."

A moment later, a head popped up. Messy bun. Thick glasses. Hoodie that read ZERO TRUST, 100% ACCESS. “Morning, Dani,” Noah said. Dani Blake blinked once, then slowly pulled out her headphones. “Noah Quinn,” she said flatly. “Haven’t seen you on this floor in… ever.” “I figured you’d remember.” She cracked a smile. “Hard to forget the guy who once fixed a permissions loop I spent two weeks blaming on firmware.” “That was a long time ago.”

Chapter 76: The Cracks in the High-Rise The velvet box sat open on the glass coffee table. Its contents caught the light of the Manhattan penthouse. Inside was a 1932-cut diamond. It was unpolished, jagged and held a multi-billion-dollar secret. Elena stood a foot away. Her arms were crossed tightly as she stared at the diamond. For months Julian's family had looked down on her. They treated her like a distraction in his life. The Vane dynasty valued perfection. Arranged corporate mergers. They wanted a woman who could be molded into a piece of background decoration. They had no idea that this rough diamond was the Julian needed to tear down his fathers facade.

“After a person dies, the body is burnt instead of getting it cremated. Out of the ash produced a synthetic diamond is created. This synthetic diamond is made only out of people holding rare blood groups. To find out such rare blood groups my don runs so many diagnostic centers across the state taking no f*e. Your wife is an example of such a rare blood group. Many middle east countries use these diamonds in necklaces and rings to show their exceptional wealth. The value of this diamond is ten times more than the normal diamond. Call it a blind faith or superstition or a kind of madness which has started to take its reins in recent times. This is the latest trend with which the world is movi

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

No matter how many times you cover it up, the Sunstorm Pack demands justice! "They really think a multinational diamond realm like ours can be bought with human coin?" Master Peter chuckles softly to himself, leaning back in his carved throne. Across the territory inside the Sunstorm lodge lounge, Naomi sits on a velvet couch, swirling a glass of sweet wine while checking her public standing index. "I don't care if the Northern Lodge tries to smooth things over for her," Naomi sneers, her polished claws tapping against her glass. "Eloise already admitted on record that she sent me a gift box. How can she possibly turn the tables now?"

Dominique asked with curiosity. “Um, no, I just…” I stutter. Grabbing the box, Dominique pulls the necklace out slowly. I watch as he observed it. “This one is called the Diamond Tear. It’s a single Diamond in the form of a teardrop. The necklace is white gold, twenty carats. It’s a unique one in the world,” the woman explained briefly. Dominique raised his hand. Silently, I stare at the Diamond. Somehow my head started pounding. Groaning in pain, I held my head.

"You called, Ma'am." "I'm missing a necklace, it was given to me by my late husband, it is a Graff Diamond necklace. Do you know how much it costs? Where is it?" Wait, is she implying that I stole from her, she really wants my name to be dragged down the gutters doesn't she, however I am Diana Wilson, the only living survivor of the Wilson name and I won't let anyone get away with calling me a thief.