Pearl Crystal Gem Novels & Stories

Had no one ever told her she was breathtaking? "I know you all have work to do." Pearl said in her innocent way. "Tell me, Hope, when is your birthday?" The little devil, I knew what she was up to. Hope looked confused, but she answered anyway. "August 30th." "On my that's the peridot, it's a beautiful stone." Pearl said to Hope but was looking at me. I would play my part. "What color is that?" I asked nonchalantly. "Oh, it's a light green sort of mint." Pearl offered.

In as much as the dress was long, the slit ran up to her mid thigh letting my mind run wild. My throat suddenly went dry. I felt my body reacting. No woman had ever had such power over me. She seemed so close yet so far. Her ethereal looks reminded me of the sky. She was mi cíelo. The man she walked in with bent to whisper something in her ears and I almost flung my glass at him. As long as she wasn’t wearing a ring, whoever he was should back off.

In front of Marsha were four velvet boxes, already open. Inside were four complete jewelry sets. She waved us over. "Come take a look. Choose whichever you like." I stepped closer. One set was pearls—a long pearl necklace and matching drop earrings. Another was a diamond set—elegant and radiant, with a clarity and brilliance that rivaled top-tier gemstones from luxury houses. Even someone with no knowledge of gemstones could tell it was expensive. There was also a set of lavender amethyst, so finely cut it looked as if soft violet light flowed beneath the surface like liquid silk.

“Multicolored in grey hues?” It’s from the Tiffany website and the price tag is… “Holy Christ,” I murmur. “Seventeen-point-five K?” My eyes lift to meet his. “There’s also the rare peacock pearl,” he informs me. “Cultured in French Polynesia. One of the rarest and most expensive of all pearls.” My gaze narrows. “Why would you pay so much?” “You don’t think you’re worth it?” he easily queries, staring intently at me.

There could be sold for hundreds of thousands, but natural ones were usually dim and gray. The one in front of them was green, so it was not even natural. It was just a low-leveled manufactured pearl. It was probably worth thousands at most. There was no way it could be worth as much as nine million!

Arial carefully wiped away the dust on the outside, frowned slightly, and estimated: "Hey, Jeremejev, it's about four to five carats. But looking at the quality, it will only help you make up for it.” What Arial said is true. Jeremejev was once auctioned on the market, a stone over two carats' worth more than two thousand. In exchange for this pill, you can only get three thousand at most. But three thousand is not a small number. For some people, that is the amount of money spent within a few months. Many people in the store sighed. If it was a quality Jeremejev, they would be able to open their eyes. Jeremejev is a beautiful, pure blue crystal. If in Erwin Wilson's world, Jeremejev is rank

"Kiri examined it yesterday. She said it's safe to open, but the contents are... significant." The box was warm to the touch, its surface covered in symbols Rex recognized from the crazak nest. It opened smoothly at his touch, revealing a small crystal sphere nestled on a bed of what appeared to be living moss. The sphere glowed with an inner light that shifted between gold and purple hues. "What is it?" Rex asked, hesitant to touch the object directly. "Kiri called it an essence pearl," Lacey explained. "Apparently, they're incredibly rare—formed only when certain magical creatures willingly surrender a portion of their life force. The crazak queen created this from her own essence."

He sat down in the guest room waiting for her. He didn't wait for long when he heard juwairiytah's footsteps approaching the room in her cat walking manner. He looked at her from head to toe. Admiring how beautiful she looks in her navy blue ankara with red strips. He noticed this days that she's more beautiful, not knowing that "aikin hajiya azumi ne na gyarata in and out". She didn't apply any make up which made her look cute in a super amazing way.

He had said so himself that relationships meant nothing to him. Moreover, the man rarely came home so she was able to steal it easily. All she needed was his passcode which was easy for someone as experienced as her to hack into. The ring was in his desk drawer and she scooped it into her pocket without anyone seeing. Smiling to herself, she opened the box. Even a petty thief like Jocelyn knew the value of this ring. It was not simply painted purple but was an actual purple diamond, one of the rarest gems in the world. In the market, this would fetch millions of dollars and even higher in the blackmarket.

The shape was slightly oval, but looking at it from different angles it appeared Moon like, rounded, square and somewhat pearl-like, color basically Indigo studded with varied tints of Romantic Purple and Royal blues and a shimmer of Pale Golden. “UNIQUE…!” This was the only word that left Carol’s lips. She was way too lost in the Gem stone and continued looking at it without blinking. Her hands were twitching to touch it, and hold it. But witnessing even the Grand Empress not touching it, she dropped the idea of making that lame request. “It doesn’t look like it belongs to werewolves, My lady.” Carol said. “Yes, it doesn’t.” The lady replied with a sudden emotionless face as if drifting int