Peridot Lapis Novels & Stories

Ella's face turned red from excitement. She finally had the chance to embarrass Larissa! She glanced at Larissa, hoping to see bewilderment or surprise from that pretty face of hers. But Larissa remained emotionless. Ella scoffed. She thought that Larissa must be pretending to be calm. A pure, vibrant green could be seen through the cracks. The gem cutter shouted excitedly, "Imperial Opal! It really is the Imperial Opal!" The jewelry merchant clenched his fists. He was overwhelmed with joy.

Harper was a Montgomery through and through; she had learned to kill with a smile before she had even grown her fangs. Avery stood tall, her voice ringing through the hall. “My daughter will not apologize, because she is not a thief. Your bracelet may be valuable, Evelyn, but it is nothing compared to what my daughter owns.” Evelyn let out a jagged laugh, flaunting the emerald on her wrist. “This is Glassy Species Jadeite! It’s priceless! A beggar like you wouldn't even know the scent of it. Since you were kicked out of the Nixon den, you haven't seen a stone this fine.”

It was so beautiful! If outsiders were there, they would know that the bangle was made of top quality jade; a glassy species called green jadeite. It was translucent and looked stunning. There was no doubt it was the best of the best. However, there was a name carved on the glassy jade bangle. Charlotte Larson.

she encourages, bubbling with excitement. I chuckle and eagerly take the necklace out of the box, then clasp it around my neck. “How does it look on me?” I ask, modelling the necklace proudly. “Gorgeous, of course! It compliments your skin perfectly,” she gushes. I smile, touching the pendant as my heart swells from Invidia’s kindness. “What kind of stone is this?” “Labradorite. Said to impart strength and perseverance.” I snort dryly, “I could definitely use some of that.”

Judging from what he said, he wanted to purchase more than one piece, which made him a big client. Not daring to delay at all, she brought the two over to the display area of the clear and cream-clear jadeites. "Sir, these are clear jadeites and these are cream-clear jadeites," she introduced. While she proceeded to explain each piece, Leon glanced at the cabinets before him. Apart from a few clear jadeites, there were even jewelry pieces made from imperial green and imperial purple amethyst. "These pieces aren't so bad!" Leon focused on the imperial green and imperial purple amethyst.

The delicate platinum chain holds a stunning diamond solitaire, accompanied by a vibrant peridot – her birthstone – and surrounded by a halo of smaller diamonds that sparkle like whispers. Her mind is a jumble of emotions as she thinks about Noah gifting it to her. She can’t shake off the feeling that there’s more to this gesture than meets the eye. Is it a genuine attempt to connect or a clever manipulation? Sienna’s thoughts swirl, replaying their encounter in vivid detail. As her fingers trace the pendant’s curves, she feels an unsettling sense of vulnerability. This beautiful necklace, meant to adorn her, now feels like an invisible thread binding her to Noah. The peridot, once a symbol

Stephens never disappointed, but this time, he had outdone himself. I reached for the first box, the one lined in deep blue velvet. Inside was a necklace that seemed almost alive. The centerpiece was a pinkish-orange gem that looked like a captured sunset, surrounded by smaller white diamonds that shimmered under the desk lamp. I remembered Stephens saying, “This stone, Mr. Blackwood is rare; its Padparadscha sapphire. It symbolizes eternal passion and grace. It’s one of the rarest sapphires in the world, perfect for a woman who inspires both.”

Jenny muttered in surprise. "Yes, you're right. This is a lapis lazuli stone from the Renaissance era." Mr. Lawson smiled at her and nodded proudly. Jenny, however, felt a little bad. An ancient lapis lazuli stone of such refined quality was a precious treasure, and Mr. Lawson must have spent great effort to collect it.

For convenience, the shop had been closed that day, only serving Jake and Ann. The shopkeeper invited Ann to sit in the shop comfortably, and some of the shop assistants brought some types of jewelry from the newest collection. Ann could tell that these jewels were all costly and of high quality from the gleam of their light. Besides being made of gold, the gemstones that adorn them were stunning. Emerald, topaz, rose quartz, ruby, peridot, tourmaline, onyx, diamond, jadeite, opal, sapphire, alexandrite. The price was hundreds of thousands to millions of dollars per carat.

I huddled it close to my chest, and pulled myself out of my stupor as he approached. “You found it?” I beamed. “I did. Here you go,” he said, and he dropped a small notepad on top of the hefty book already clutched in my arms. Its pages were curled, and the front was a mossy green that had been spoilt over the centuries by water damage and coffee stains. “What’s that one?” He asked, nodding to the other book I was holding. “Oh. I’m not really sure. Do you know what it is? It says ‘Luna Lapis’ on the front. I thought it might have something to do with your pack.”