Pearl Garnet Amethyst Novels & Stories

And standing up close to it and seeing just what the harborage was her breath was taken away. It was a massive oasis located right in the middle of the blazing desert looking like it were a collection of gemstones come to life. There were trees of different heights and sizes with the colour and texture of sodalite, lepidolite and malachite. Flowers of different types with the colour and texture of angelite, citrine, rose quartz and carnelian. Grass that ran across the floor of the entire oasis with the colour and texture of aventurine and shrubs scattered here and there with the colour and texture of hematite and black tourmaline. A large waterfall with water the colour of lapis lazuli. Rock

I looked at it carefully. The stone set inside was amethyst. It was a beautiful cut, shimmering in the low light of my bedroom chandelier. I tried it on and to my surprise it fit my right hand middle finger perfectly. I left it there and went to shower. Though I wondered when I had taken the ring off that Damien had given me.

Alexa, with her bright exterior, was the night personified, beautiful, and soft but not as trusting as her opposite. Jayden wore a dark Irish green loose-fitting shirt, tight blue jeans, and silver pumps. Light makeup adorned her face, with light purple eye shadow, and a pink lip gloss. In her ears were two golden studs that each bore light green gems, around her neck lay a matching golden necklace. A golden wristwatch dangled from her left wrist; a matching bracelet lay beside it. She wore a gold ring with an aquamarine gem in the center, meant to resemble youth, health, and hope. Some believed that an aquamarine gem could cure cancer if a person drank water that the gem had soaked in. It w

And a set of subtle yet gleaming jewelry – a pair of drop earrings set with tiny garnets, and a necklace with a single tear shaped amethyst stone. "A gift from lady storm," Lara said. "She said it belonged to Darrell's grandmother." The door creaked open. I turned towards the sound, fingers hovering near my collarbone. Darrell stepped inside, pausing briefly as his gaze swept over me. His coat was deep green, edged with amethyst embroidery so fine it seemed like mist caught on fabric. The cravat at his neck shimmered faintly, the same muted violet as my gown. We matched. "You aren't ready yet?" He asked.

Preston asks. “Sure, but your Gamma couple might want to hear this too.” I tell Preston as I turn the screen towards Pearl and ask her the same question I asked my Mates. Like Darius, she doesn’t seem to get my drift. I wait until everyone has taken their turn at staring at the damn picture, but only Daxton has connected the dots. “Darius, can you describe out loud what you see?” I ask him, while turning the laptop towards him. “A pear-shaped stone with a rainbow effect, featuring many small diamonds and a small chain adorned with a teardrop-shaped diamond.” Darius says as he looks at the picture.

It was a top-grade amethyst bangle worth over 20 million dollars. Some jewelry experts even compared it to the amethyst necklace he had bought before. It seemed that this bangle was actually more valuable than the necklace. … The next morning, when I showed up for breakfast, I found Yasmin still wearing the amethyst necklace. But when her gaze landed on my bangle, a flicker of jealousy crossed her eyes. I had to admire Timothy's nerves of steel. His wife and his mistress were each wearing a gift from him, and he could still eat breakfast as though nothing was wrong.

He passed her the gift he brought. The second she opened the velvet box, Jane was blinded by the object inside. An Imperial Pearl that was as big as a pigeon egg sat inside the box. Being golden in color, it would undoubtedly have been a rare find in the market. Besides, it boasted a natural and clear glimmer. "This belongs to Amber Place," Jane said firmly, unable to look away.

“I should be the one worried. I don’t even want to ask how much your dress costs.” “Says the one wearing obvious designers.” I rolled my eyes as we entered the car. “Courtesy of Lara, the only woman to love me for my gold digging ways.” He gave a fake bow before starting the car. **** “Oh shit.” Vincent gasped. He was not exaggerating his reaction. As we slowly approached the huge ballroom, I began to feel out of place. Vincent stopped the car for the valet to park. We both alighted the car. Vincent took my hand and wrapped it around his and we both made our way to the entrance.

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.

The host points in Ava’s direction at Jack Fuller’s plate. Amethysts are known for their faint purple reserved in clear stones, but that’s why this ring is so unique -- the color trapped is so thick that it almost looks black without light. But even a dim light brings out the deep thick iron purple so visible that it shines under just the starry night. Hence its name.