Sea Of Flames Diamond Novels & Stories

Lisa said. Ania lifted my hand to admire the bracelet on my wrist. "Where did you get this? It is so pretty and professionally crafted," She said, and I looked at it and shook my hand lightly so it would dangle on my wrist. I laughed while I looked at it, remembering when Nikolas put it on my wrist with love and care. "Alpha gave it to me as a gift from Peakland," I said, and she beamed and touched it gently. "Real Emerald and Amethyst held together with pure copper. It is a thing of beauty. Alpha has an eye for beautiful things," She said, looking at the bracelet, then turned her attention to me and touched my chin.

I've been looking for it for too long. We tried so hard! Koppel added meanwhile. Especially when they found out... “This is the last one,” I interrupted, and threw the diamond on the floor, the color of which resembled a flame of fire, which I held in my hand. He fell clearly into a spot of relatively fresh blood and, among the silver bullets, played in it as if he were already a cut diamond, and instead of blood there was not blood at all, but sunlight, only red, if not scarlet.

she whispered. “You’ll get your own cut, babe,” Rumero said, grabbing her waist. “I promised you that YSL purse, right? And those Versace heels you saw on I*******m? Once Natasha sends the next batch of money, I’ll get you the full designer combo as soon as the money drops.” Tamara leaned down, brushing her lips against his. “You better. Or I might just scam you instead.” Rumero laughed. “We both know you wouldn’t dare.”

Watching this pair of shameless lovers put on such a melodramatic show in front of me almost made me gag. With a mocking sneer, I said, "You should feel guilty. My dear husband chose to save his old flame while leaving his actual wife to fend for herself. If I were to spread the word, do you think the two of you would be drowned in public outrage?" Celestine stiffened for a moment at my words, but she quickly recovered and suddenly lunged toward the wall as if to bash her head against it. "Let me die! Let me die! It's my fault Ophelia got burned. I'll compensate her with my life!"

When they finally crawled ashore, Owen looked at me pitifully and asked if I remembered anything. When I shook my head, disappointment filled his eyes. Still, he said, "It's okay. I'll keep trying to help you remember." He brought me roses every day, saying that they were my favorite flowers. But I didn't care. The sight of that bright red color only made me feel disgusted. He also brought me an embroidered wedding dress, saying that it was a gift from my mentor. Apparently, I had worn it for him once before, and he had been completely captivated.

NADIA MY RIVAL “What the fuck is your problem? Don’t you ever have anything better to do aside from always getting on my nerves, you little piece of shit?” Nadia screamed, voice sharp enough to cut through the post-game noise on the court. Her chest heaved, her skin glowing with sweat under the lights, full breasts straining against her sports bra as she glared pure fire at me. God, she’s stunning when she’s pissed. That fire only made me want her more.

“Wrong feels too damn good with you. I don’t care about the rules when I’m buried so deep inside this perfect, tight pussy.” She sat up straighter, riding him with long, powerful strokes. The thick drag and stretch of his cock against her inner walls sent constant jolts of pleasure through her entire body. The wooden seat creaked rhythmically beneath their combined weight. “I can’t stop thinking about you either,” she admitted breathlessly, grinding harder against him. “Even though I know this could completely destroy my whole life and career.” Marcus groaned loudly, thrusting up harder. His cock throbbed and pulsed inside her, the heat and pressure building intensely. “Then let’s burn toget

I’m starting to think I might drown. Quickly, I push the fire inside me down my body to my foot, I can see the water around me beginning to boil. Whatever has a hold of my foot let’s go and I swim to the surface. I see Ben and before I can call out the creature has both of my legs and I’m back under the water again. I guess I’ll have to turn up the heat. If I wasn’t in the water I’m sure my entire body would be in flames. I hear the creature screech and it lets me go again. I swim as fast as I can to somewhere my feet can touch.

Skin against skin. I didn’t breathe. I didn’t blink. I just stared. Damien’s hand slid down the curve of her waist. Her hair spilled over his chest. A familiar scent hit me, floral and expensive. Chanel No. 5. My mother’s perfume. The bouquet slipped from my hands, hitting the hardwood with a dull thud. The sound made Damien’s head jerk up. His eyes met mine over her shoulder. His pupils dilated. His mouth fell open. “Elara.”

Syra spoke softly, watching me closely. I closed my eyes briefly. “There was so much occuring when I reached Gabe’s lands,” I explained, opening my eyes to look at her. Syra gave me an understanding look before speaking. “The Sacred Flame is a powerful force that resides inside of you, Evelina. It cannot be commanded or summoned at will. It emerges when your heart is filled with the purest love and the deepest compassion for those around you. Only then can it be unleashed in its full glory. It’s a flame born from your emotions and fueled by your will to protect,” Syra explained seriously.