Pink Diamond Pearl Novels & Stories

Peering down, Belinda marveled at the wonder curving into her chest. Numerous diamonds were embedded into three lines of gold, which all converged to meet a bigger pink diamond at the center. It was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. It also had to be the most expensive. Belinda swerved to face Draven, but she was too stunned to say a word. She could only stare with her mouth open.

Fern was wearing a tiara that was made of pink diamonds. The centerpiece was an 8.8-carat pink diamond. Under the lights, the diamond shone so brightly that it almost blinded everyone’s eyes. After appearing on stage with a diamond tiara on her head, she instantly became the highlight of everyone’s attention. The host introduced the piece that she was wearing. The pink diamond tiara was an extremely rare piece. Therefore, its price was astronomical as well. However, everyone’s attention shifted from the diamond to Fern.

The rage was cold, precise, and absolute. She hadn't just sold a ring. She had declared war. "A rare 4.21-carat pink diamond ring, designed by renowned jeweler Marcus Chen. The stone's exceptional clarity and unique rose hue make this a once-in-a-lifetime acquisition for any serious collector." The large display screen illuminated with high-definition images of the ring. My ring. The one I'd designed personally. The one that represented everything sacred about my daughter's birth. "No," I whispered, the word torn from my throat.

Caleb looked at the bracelet, and the salesperson promptly brought it out. Seeing his extraordinary poise and good looks, the salesperson began to introduce it. “This is the most expensive bracelet in the store, made up of seven one-carat colored diamonds. These are Argyle pink diamonds, each one the best grade of the year. The last one is a top-grade fancy blue, also above one carat. This bracelet will make one’s skin glowier, and ladies will love it.” The bracelet was made up of eight small flowers, each with a top-grade fancy pink diamond at the center. Every diamond was worth over a million, and the petals were also made of diamonds. The bracelet had seven pink-centered flowers and one b

“This necklace is made out of 32 pink diamonds of varying sizes, all excavated from South Noah. Its price is 800,000 dollars. “However, if it does not satisfy your aesthetic sensibilities, sir, we can order a necklace worth 4 million dollars tomorrow…” Xander was stunned. He had fancied himself rich enough to purchase anything in this shop, or the entire shop too if he so wanted, but this price basically shook him out of his confidence. The entirety of his lottery winnings could not allow him to even buy this first piece of jewelry.

"But of course, if none of these speak to you, we can design something custom." "Let's start with what you have," Adrian said. His hand rested on Arabella's lower back possessively. "She'll know it when she sees it." Philippe revealed the first tray with six rings. Each more stunning than the last. "This is a 5-carat emerald cut," Philippe said, lifting one. "Flawless clarity, D color, platinum setting." It was beautiful and elegant. Arabella tried it on. It caught the light perfectly, throwing rainbows across her hand.

Yasmin closed her eyes and replied, "Yes, it feels better." Blake then held her close as they observed the other items up for auction. At some point, a light purple diamond appeared on the display. It was dazzling and very rare. The auctioneer announced, "This is an extremely rare purple diamond with a clarity reading of SI2, weighing 7.34 carats, named 'Heart's Desire'. It's currently the most perfect heart-shaped diamond in the world. The starting bid is 800 thousand dollars!" Seeing the natural heart-shaped diamond, Blake seemed transfixed. He leaned down and said to Yasmin, who had her eyes closed, "Yaz, take a look at that diamond ring."

Westin exclaimed, pulling out his trump card. A dazzling light blinded the entire place immediately. A Pigeon Egg Ring of at least ten carats appeared in front of everyone. The diamond was pink; the lights passing through it were bright and colorful, showing off its expensive value. The women gasped, their eyes now completely glued to the ring. After all, any woman would yearn for such a thing. Diamonds are eternal; a single piece could be passed down from generation to generation. “Xynthia! This is the legendary Crimson Love!”

Clinging to Howard's arm, Crystal screeched, "You crazy man! How dare you hit Howie? Do you have any idea who he is…" But her voice faltered mid-sentence, her jaw dropping. "Is that the Pink Star diamond? And that's the Rockefeller emerald. Oh my god, a Chrysoberyl cat's eye! And that's a Padparadscha sapphire… Howie, buy me any one of them and I'll be happy…" Howard, still dazed, tried to stand but was forced back down by a bodyguard. "Shut up!" he snapped. He looked as if he wanted to tear Crystal's mouth off. Given his current financial situation, those stones were worth far more than everything he owned combined.

Old Madam Vale with clear displeasure opens the box. Inside lay a full set of jewelry forged in white gold with rare pink diamonds and rare crimson stone set in the designs, light dancing through intricate craftsmanship. Gasps run across the hall. Until Lydia steps forward with a soft laugh. “How interesting,” she said sweetly, presenting an identical piece. “What a coincidence. I brought the original.”