Pink Diamond Shattering Novels & Stories

Something cracked inside me. "I don't know much about Rhodium, but s-since when does it break and turn to s-sand?" Kaylee stammered, eyes wide and horrified. She set her glass aside, hands trembling. We both bent down, staring at the mess. It wasn’t metal. It was sand. Fine, grainy sand. No! No, no, no! I picked up another bar and dropped it to the floor. It crumbled instantly. Rage exploded in my chest. I grabbed an entire cart and shoved it over. The sound echoed across the warehouse as every last piece broke apart.

John reached out and accepted the box, examining it for a moment before slowly opening it. Diana stood beside him, her curiosity piqued as she craned her neck. As soon as she saw what was inside, her eyes instantly lit up. The box contained a massive gemstone, and it was pink! Pink Diamond Rough! Those words immediately popped into Diana's mind. She blinked her eyes slightly. Pink diamonds have long been considered precious by experts, and only ten percent of pink diamonds mined worldwide can be classified as top-grade. They are incredibly valuable.

With a snap, she tossed out another piece of pink glass. I dodged, and the shard shattered into fragments on the floor. "Hmph. So this is your so-called fifty-million pink diamond? The truth is right here. What else do you have to say?" I stared at the glass for a long moment, then suddenly laughed. "Seraphine, weren't you the one who first accused me of stealing the Buckley family's diamond? How did the diamond suddenly turn into glass? Unless… the Buckley family has been peddling counterfeits all along?"

The stone trembled violently in my hands, resisting me, but I poured every ounce of my will into it. "Let this end here and now," I whispered, my voice steady. With a final surge of strength, I crushed the Moonstone between my hands. The stone shattered, scattering into countless fragments that glittered like falling stars. The battlefield fell silent as everyone watched the fragments dissolve into the air, leaving behind nothing but a faint, shimmering mist. A low rumble shook the ground, and I felt the weight of the Moonstone’s immense power dissipate. It was gone. "No!" Ryan roared, coughing up blood as he staggered forward. "You fool! Do you have any idea what you’ve done?!"

Charlotte had her eyes fixed on the pink diamond and took several deep breaths. Pink diamonds were the most expensive diamonds. Such a large pink diamond with exceptional color and clarity was estimated to be worth tens of millions of dollars. She uncontrollably swallowed saliva, wondering whether to turn and look at him. Suddenly, Griffith reached out from behind again, placing a larger box beside her face. Charlotte licked her lips, reached out, tapped the box, and then opened it with one hand. It was a bluish-green emerald bracelet. The pink diamond and emerald bracelet dazzled beautifully under the overhead light.

My men stood guard at the door, their bodies tense and ready. "Yoh, Paolo..." I said, thrilled with anger. I walked towards him. My shoes stepped on broken glass that crunched under my feet. Paolo was on his knees, still begging, already beaten by my boys. His face looked swollen and purple. Blood trickled from his split lip down his chin and onto his shirt. "Where are my diamonds? The Pink Star Diamond. Seventy five billion dollars. Where the fuck is it, you useless piece of shit? That stone was supposed to come straight from the deal in Saudi Arabia. No mistakes!!"

He pulled a small, blood-soaked velvet box from his pocket and handed it to me. "What you wanted." I opened the box. Inside lay the moonstone pendant. It had been reset with gold filigree by the best artisan in the world. All the cracks had been filled, making it even more brilliant, yet it would forever bear the marks of being broken. "I broke it," he whispered, his voice raspy. "So I pieced it back together. With my own hands." "I understand now. Some things, once they're shattered, they're shattered forever. You can piece them together, but they'll never be whole again. Just a beautiful, broken thing."

The highlight of the video was ruined. He was angered and in disbelief! Kiran ignored Hans's reaction and walked to the table where the diamond ring was placed. He gazed at the table and—slam! He slammed the table, and the glass shattered. There were sounds of more things breaking, and the ring was exposed. Kiran picked up the diamond ring and held it directly under the sun. Under the sun, the diamond ring shone so brilliantly it was almost blinding. “This is garbage!” After Kiran said that, he gently squished it and turned it into fine dust, letting it float away into the wind.

It sparkles in the light. The gem itself seems to be blue in hue. And the size of my thumb. It's probably worth maybe three hundred thousand at least. Maybe more. But impurities in a gem usually make it less valuable. I reach over put the pillow back in the case, and close the tiny panel and I shut with a soft click. The ring I slip into my pocket. Then the glass case shatters into a million pieces. The lights above flash a much more intense red, and a metal grate closes over the entrance to the exhibit. Alarms sound around and outside the exhibit. What?! I didn't do anything!

Liam remarks to Michel. While glancing out the car window, Liam closes the file. "Hey, let me have a look at this pink one," Rose says to the lady, pointing to the pink diamond. "Yes ma'am, just a minute," the lady says as she hands a little black pendant to a customer. "This is an ordinary pink diamond with a scratch that represents a lost love. Would you like to see the purple one we have?" With a smile, the lady inquires of Rose. "If there are more colours of it, then I can think of more things," Rose explains with a nod.