Pink Diamond Shattering Novels & Stories

noticing. It's a magic trick, and the king is skilled at it. His eyes see me at the top of the stairs and lock on me. The crowd follows his gaze. Some look confused, others recognize me due to the Crown Diamond title dispute. A few focus on my dress. Envying how adorned I am, wishing I were in my shoes. _____________ This morning we witnessed a miracle - resumes the king. - Ayla Marin, the main participant for the diamond crown came to us, begging us to forgive her, she informed us that she was forced to go along with the prince, he threatened her family, so this young woman had no choice but to obey the on his orders, however, as soon as she had the opportunity to escape the clutches of th

Elizabeth felt that she really shouldn't feel upset about not getting through to James just now. "Did he ask you to put the powder on top?" The petals were glittering with golden light and looked very dazzling. "No, we are not able to do that." Linda shook her head with a smile, "The petals are topped with the diamond powder polished from top yellow diamonds. Our flower shop doesn't have a professional polishing tool like that." "..." Although Elizabeth heard that there was gold powder on top, she didn't really think so. She only thought it was a decoration. How could she know that it was...

And I had no idea how to navigate either. ***** Zelda The atmosphere in the car was heavy, and suffocating, like the air before a storm. I sat stiffly, my mind racing, until I felt a sudden chill against my neck. I looked down and saw it—a diamond necklace, delicate yet dazzling, resting against my skin. The pendant was a teardrop-shaped diamond, its hue a dreamy blend of purple and pink, catching the light with every subtle movement. It was exquisite, undoubtedly expensive, and yet it felt like a weight around my neck rather than a gift.

"I think we should destroy the pearl necklace. Without it, Scylla can't control the kaiju." I lean against his cheek, placing my palms over his warm skin. It's a sort of weird hug, but it still feels like we are close. "You think you can destroy it?" Hayden silently takes the necklace from one of his curls, where we tied it, and I peer at the shining pearls. They are beautiful, and I wonder if Hayden can destroy them. "Should I try to destroy it?" I lick my lips. "Do it." My breaths are heavy with worry, but relief floods me the second when the pearls turn to pink, gleaming dust between Hayden's digits. The sand blows away, and finally, I'm calm again.

Once she was done with the glass of water, she handed it back to Akira. Finally, Haruka returned her attention to the box by Sakura’s knees. Sakura noticed the woman’s attention and quickly handed the thing to her. Haruka opened the box, her expert eyes roaming the masterpiece of pink diamonds. There, she noted a single gem missing. She gently closed the box and handed it to Akira as if it were of no importance. Sakura couldn’t handle it any longer and asked, “Can it be fixed?” Slowly, Haruka nodded. Sakura sighed with relief at this, but her relief was short-lived when Haruka said, “I’m afraid it will be very expensive. The pink diamond is very rare. To find it and then cut it…”

I felt skin tear. "Noah! Stop! You'll kill yourself!" Ethan lunged for my hands. "Let it go!" I screamed. I gave one final, violent jerk. The silver didn't break. The sapphire did. The blue stone shattered into a thousand pieces. I felt a sharp, electric shock go through my jaw. My vision went black for a second. When I opened my eyes, the vibration in my neck was gone. The silence was absolute. I looked at the floor. The shards of the Pearl were scattered in the black liquid.

Just tell me, and I will do that for you, and our ways are parted. She fidgeted her fingers for a second, playing with my patience. But, thankfully spoke. “There is a jewelry auction next month held by E Shine. A ten-carat pink diamond will be auctioned there. It’s one of the prettiest and most expensive collections of centuries, and only one piece has ever been made. It’s called ‘Beloved.’ I really like that ring. Can you buy it for me?” She tilted her head, trying to give a cute seductive look.

They tore my clothes, hit me, and slapped me until my vision swam. I begged them to stop. I said there had to be a mistake. The bride planted her stiletto heel down onto the back of my hand, grinding it cruelly. She leaned in, her voice low and mocking. "There's no mistake. This ring is one of a kind. It's custom-made. If you have it, then you're the mistress." My hand split open under her heel. Blood smeared the diamond. Then, she took out a small knife and carved "mistress" across my face. She dragged me by the hair out of the mall and into the street.

I opened my eyes. “What?” Cassian was staring down at me. “What did you say?” I swallowed. “I didn’t say anything.” His expression changed. “You heard it too?” I shook my head. “No.” Before he could ask another question, Damon stepped toward us. “The moonstone.” He stared at my hand. “What happened to it?” “It broke.” Damon’s face hardened. “That shouldn’t be possible.” Cassian helped me stand. “What do you know?” Damon looked at him.

"And how exactly do you plan to do that? Those pink diamond earrings are worth over three hundred ninety million. There's only one pair like them in the entire world." Upon hearing Amelia’s words, the three women's faces shifted, each one wearing a stunned, disbelieving expression. They had figured the pink diamond earrings might carry a hefty price tag, but none of them had imagined they'd be worth that much. “Are you trying to swindle us? Sure, pink diamonds are rare, but they're not that rare, and definitely not one-of-a-kind. That's just you making things up," Martha snapped, quickly pulling herself together. “Exactly! How could such tiny little earrings be worth over three hundred milli