Precious Moment Figure Novels & Stories

my mother now sounds impatient. And when I push the button, the lid clicks open and then I'm staring at a platinum necklace. I remember seeing it two years ago in a prestigious jewelry store when we spent a week in New York. I thought he would give it to me sooner, but I forgot about it altogether when it didn't come. And it turns out Zane had it in his possession the whole time. It's a beautiful piece of art and I know it's really expensive. My mate is so thoughtful, I thank the Moon Goddess for him. He has given me so many jewels, the safe in my room is already full. But this gift is special, it comes at a time when Zane admits his weakness and is willing to correct it.

I can tell Zion loves it too because he does nothing but stare at it and run his fingers over the detains. "The pendant is carved from a white moonstone that is why it looks so beautiful" "We'll take it" Zion says. "That would be fifteen million sir" Without hesitation Zion pulls out his card and pays. "Amira wrap this up" A store attendant takes it wraps it up and hands it to us. "Why don't we have dinner before heading back?" I ask once we're out of the mall. Zion seems to be in a good mood because he just agrees to it.

It was the closest she had come to humor in four hours. The Figure stood beside the harmonic amplifier, its potential-formed body positioned at the center of the device's resonance field. Its luminous output had dropped to sixty-one percent of its emergence levels. The dimming was visible now, the starlight tears falling less frequently, the flowers that bloomed from its emotional discharge smaller and shorter-lived. "I am ready," the Figure said. Its voice was steady despite the dimming. "I have been alone for nine billion years. Thirty percent of myself is a small price for a family that spans two universes."

I couldn't take my eyes off my treasure. I made my way to the cupboard where I swiftly grabbed an item I'd been anticipating using for the past seven weeks! It's a pure platinum collar necklace with a large, rare fire opal pendant. Delicate to the eye, yet thick enough not for her to be able to break it so easily. I had a GPS tracking chip nestled in the metal side of the pendant.

After forty years, he wasn’t ready to leap back into anything and they all understood. Famke opened the box and smiled at the earrings inside. “These are great!” “Bram told me your Mom always wore little pearl earrings. I thought you might like those.” “Thank you, Cliff.” She immediately removed the earrings she sported and put in the ones he bought. She turned to Precious, “how do they look?” “Beautiful.” Precious grinned widely. “My present is in my bedroom.”

"I freaking want to have you right now and here, but I know I can't... But I will... Just in a few hours." Without giving me a chance to say anything, he gently turned me around and placed something around my neck. "This was my mother's but now it belongs to you," He said while securing a pendant around my neck. "It's beautiful..." I whispered while gazing at its reflection in the mirror. It was the most minimal yet the most beautiful pendant that I have ever seen. With five small flowers at the center, the pendant had a thin, shiny silver chain that matched the shine of diamonds placed in each flower. This pendant might look minimal, but the shine of each diamond screams expensive from its

"What about it?" "Custom-made. Platinum Montblanc with hand-engraved lunar phases and a Coleman Corp blue diamond inset in the clip. Only six exist in the world." James pulled out his tablet, showing me the authentication certificate he'd somehow obtained. "Five are accounted for—one in Michael's personal collection seized by the Feds, one gifted to the President of Singapore during the trade delegation, one in Maria's possession, one in a private collection in Dubai, and one presented to the Museum of American Business Innovation last year."

Raven snorted, "She needs the real thing. Plastic is going to feel more of a punishment then-" "If you find a good one it's not going to feel like plastic! It's going to feel like you have a dick in your coochie! I happen to know a place that-" "Of course you know a place." "Oh shut up you wanna be prude! We founded "Joy for Toys" together!"

Only a man who is worthy of us can see the value we truly possess. "It does matter. He broke your heart. You are allowed to grieve. You are allowed to eat chocolate and watch bad movies. And that's exactly what we're going to do. I'll call Freddie, and have him send over the best chocolate. Model Perfect lets the models get special childcare samples from around the world, but only at Christmas time." Rosa agrees with a twitch of a crooked smile. She sits on the couch in my room and crosses her arms. Within twenty minutes, Freddie is at the house with a box of special chocolates.