Novel & Cerita Peridot X Amethyst

“Although, yes. It is new. We’re holding off on any wedding preparations or anything like that, though.” Clint smiled, then paused, thinking. “Well, the sea offers plenty. There are odd bits of volcanic rock, for one. But, gems? Hmmm…” His gaze grew distant, before clarity sparked in his eyes. “Ah! Peridot! That’s a green gemstone. Fishermen believe it brings good luck. I remember finding one, years ago.” His words quickened my heartbeat. “You did?” He smiled nostalgically. “I gave it to your aunt. As a token of my gratitude for letting me live on this property. She was quite fond of it.”

So familiar, but exotic in a way I couldn't even begin to explain. I just stood, staring out the door like an absolute idiot, taking in the God at my doorstep. I couldn't take my eyes off his own. A deep-set swirling violet tinted with the darkest ebony black was confined to the irises of his eyes. It almost trapped me, like hands made from the illusory magic that seemed to pull me in.

Each gem in the necklace had a different shape, but combined, the effect was breathtakingly perfect. Amanda looked meaningfully at Jennifer. “This olive peridot necklace is actually one of G’s third-tier works. And Jennifer’s fourth design draft? It’s almost identical to G’s original drawing. Miss Jennifer, my work merely shares a similar style—but yours is an exact copy.” Jennifer’s face instantly went pale as paper.

Who knew nothing of these gemstones, just the look of it he liked. Bewildered at the beauty of it, he noticed her white hands taking the bracelet and handing over to him to have a better look. The jewelry dangling on her thin fingers of her pale palm, as he took it to see the little details the bracelet had. They carefully intertwined the string around the gemstone, making it elegant. “Amethyst, this marvelous stone can tranquil your mind even in your most desperate situation and will bring you prosperity, dear.” She smiled at his stunned face, who was trying to devour the beauty of it.

Aiden POV I called Isaiah back, and he hit me with a bombshell. “Aiden, we have a cave of gems here. You won’t believe what kind either.” “Cool it with the suspense and just tell me. Is it diamonds?” “No. Purple Atlantonite.” I sat up quickly, “Are you fucking with me right now, man?” “Hell no. Check the incoming picture,” he said, and my phone buzzed. I opened the picture, and sure enough, it’s Purple Atlantonite.

Kael wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his face on my back. “A few days ago, they gave me many gems and made me choose ten.” “Do you remember what you chose?” He asked, his face still pressed against my back. I shook my head. “Not all, as I didn’t know all the gems. But among those I choose, the ones that are familiar are Sapphire, Citrine, Amethyst, Ruby, Emerald, and Garnet. All the others, I was not familiar with.” I heard him mumble, repeating the ones I told him.

Her soft windy voice came before her red-glossed lips pursed to shush the hissing green snake curled around her neck. Her sharp, yet fresh peppermint scent hit Fiona’s nose before she crossed her right hand on her shoulder, her palm facing sideway. “Her Amethyst Lord,” she addressed the woman who now placed her right palm against Fiona’s open ones and the latter caught a glimpse of the Amethyst ring balancing on her index finger. “I said to come tomorrow instead. Do you not heed a word?” The Peridot’s question came out more brazen than expected and Fiona’s body lowered along with her head.

Smoke rose in tendrils from open-air stalls where meats sizzled and spices filled the air with an intoxicating perfume. Samarth and Inayat emerged from the jewel seller’s shop, her fingers still brushing the pendant resting over her heart. It was carved from the finest Alexandrite, a stone that shifted its hues under different lights—green by day, red by night. Just like the quiet war within her. Samarth had paid the jeweler in gold coins, heavy and old, etched with his crest. Inayat mounted Cyclone, the white stallion, but her gaze lingered on Samarth as he secured his own steed.

Let me show you. The necklace is a dazzling masterpiece crafted with a fine chain of polished sterling silver that gracefully rests along the neckline. Each gemstone is carefully handpicked by me, sitting in its own delicate bezel setting, creating a harmonious cascade of colors. At the center, a radiant emerald glows with deep green hues. On one side, a sapphire glitters in ocean blue tones, while opposite it, a rich ruby burns with fiery passion. Scattered among them are smaller accents of amethyst with their royal purple charm, golden citrine, and sparkling white topaz that catch the light like tiny stars.

And Alina didn’t choose the price any more, she wanted to show quite familiar options: be it pearls, quite famous here, or less expensive tourmaline, aquamarine, rock crystal, amethyst, moonstone, opal, rauchtopaz and sun stone. She did not ignore quite inexpensive and affordable jasper, agate, chalcedony and other ornamental stones. She would have made more products and used more stones, but she quickly ran out of time and stones, and she will just take the new ones from the master. But she ordered more this time, much more.