Sea Of Flames Diamond 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

My Inner Goddess shook her head with her evil smile. “You’re missing something.” Sean looked at me with his sad gaze due to the passion that radiated like the sun’s heat in his eyes. He then left me. I turned around out of curiosity. He took something from his wall in the closet, a dark blue jewellery box. He smiled as he returned to me and stood right behind me. I stroked the velvet-covered jewellery box, and my heart beat with anticipation. Sean opened it, and my eyeballs seemed to want to jump out and run away. The Heart of The Ocean Diamond lay majestically in the box; I shivered; the temperature around me seemed to drop below zero. I knew this was a close replica of the most famous diam

I got burned once before, and I am not planning on getting burned again. I am busy paying for my purchases when none other than Sienna walks into the boutique. Why do I always have to run into her? It feels like she is following me. She looks already pissed off as she walks in and she has not even seen me yet. As I'm about to take the card that Damon gave me, she looks at me. I see a bitter smirk forming around her lips. I sigh. I know she is going to have something to say about me using Damon's card for my personal purchases.

My breath hitched. Inside lay a necklace, not delicate like Liam’s star, not fragile or simple. No. This was something else entirely. A cascade of diamonds woven into a pattern like fire and ice, the stones catching light in colors I’d never seen before. At its center was a pendant, a rare, deep sapphire, carved into the shape of a flame, set in gold so intricate it seemed alive. I couldn’t breathe. It wasn’t just expensive. It was breathtaking. A masterpiece. The kind of thing no maid should ever touch, let alone wear.

Valentina’s POV I knelt on the edge of the terrace, the jungle pulsing with heat and humidity around us. The garden shimmered like a fever dream. Petals the color of blood and flame swayed in the misty air—flor de fuego, the fabled “flower of fire.” I couldn’t look away. It was so beautiful. I reached up to brush a strand of hair from my face when my bracelet—an 18k gold filled stainless steel one slipped from my wrist.

You thought you could erase me? Watch me etch my name in every breath you take. I am not soft. I am not sweet. I am not yours. I am fire. And fire never begs to be seen.

At any cost. Rose swallowed hard, seeing the unshed tears in his eyes. A madness in that gaze, fear of losing her. She cupped his face and held her gaze. “You are a flame of sin, Vladimir, Who burns everything around him. And I decided to stay away from you the moment I opened my eyes.” She inhaled sharply seeing his eyes, “But it didn’t let me in peace. I felt like a moth, pulling into your flames. Again and again. That’s what I have become. That’s what you made out of me. It’s better to burn in your flames with you than live without you.”

“Marry me.” I laughed, then went quiet. Reached into the nightstand drawer. Pulled out the small velvet box I’d been carrying for weeks. Her fork froze halfway to her mouth. I opened it. Diamond ring, simple, elegant, perfect for her. “Marlene Blackwood,” I said, voice steady even though my heart was pounding. “I’ve loved you through hell and back. Through secrets and loss and everything in between. You’re my peace. My home. My everything.” Tears filled her eyes.

Timothy did not notice my reaction and continued without care, "Ms. Scott treats us all very well, and she's also very talented. The Sky's Heart necklace, which she newly designed, has been very well-received lately." I immediately felt blood rushing to my head upon hearing the necklace's name. Sky's Heart was evidently my design—my favorite design, in fact. It was the product of countless revisions and two full years' worth of blood, sweat, and tears. Additionally, the reason I had designed the necklace was because I hoped to one day give it to my child after they were born. I looked at the pamphlet displaying the necklace inlaid with an aquamarine gem. The designer's name was clearly print

There were curious-looking scales on their body, making them look like a bundle of flames from afar. "Haha…" Heather could not help but giggle at their astonishment. She then grabbed one of the fish skillfully and plucked off two of its scales as she explained, "These fish are extremely rare. They live deep in the ocean. They're called Flamefish. Their scales are soft but sturdy and very good for mending broken boats. "That powder I just sprinkled into the ocean was seaflower pollen." Just like the Flamefish, seaflowers only grow deep in the ocean. They give off a peculiar scent, powerful enough to attract the Flamefish. They'll do whatever it takes to get a whiff of it."