Shining Diamonds Seventeen Novels & Stories

That was enough to distract Gwen who showered Royce with kisses while saying, "Oh I am so proud of you Roycee-boo! What a great way to start the day!" This time, August was watching them. She looked happy for them but also disgusted by them. She turned to me and said, "Weirdos," while rolling her eyes. Royce then toured us to his photo exhibit. Thirteen pieces of photos which he called The Last Year of Seventeen– his concept was the final year of highschool. The final year of freedom and youth. The final year before we are faced with bigger challenges and choices that would actually impact our lives. Most of the photos were taken in the Academy. Some in the Liberty Mead with Royce’s horse. M

Her smile, laced with blood, looked haunting. A Haunt swept in, scattering the cash and gold bars from the car. Sparks flew, and the flames roared to life with a loud whoosh. I pulled a gold bar from my pocket. "Hear me, infant spirits, it's time for our final showdown!" The winds howled as I watched my mom wail in despair. Her tears were for her wealth, not a shred of worry for me. I spun around and plunged into the swirling darkness without a second thought.

Diamond, I’m begging you… you are all I have left, my only hope. Diamond stretched her powerful limbs, muscles rippling like liquid fire beneath her white coat. She lowered onto her haunches, head tilting toward the fractured moon as if seeking its silent counsel. A deep breath shuddered through her chest, her nose twitching, flaring, devouring the night. Scents crashed over her in waves, the damp earth heavy with memory, the sharp tang of pine needles cutting like glass, the sour sweat of the distant crowd, and the fragile sweetness of Queen Anne’s perfume lingering close.

The wood was familiar, like a continuation of their shared story, and when he opened the box it gleamed—silver and delicate. Trixie’s breath caught. Inside lay a ring: a slender band of rose gold, engraved inside with the words “Luna, forever”. Centered in a pale moonstone that shifted colors in the light, it glowed like hope. He knelt. The wood of the floor was cool under his knees, rough grain pressing through his jeans. He lifted the ring gently and looked at her softer than she’d ever seen him, rawer and more certain.

"So she see's stuff." I nodded, scrubbing the feeling of his fingers from my skin. I’d have bruises in the morning. "Like?" "She sees the souls of those the Shades have taken. She knew Stuart was gone before you got back." "You're lying." "You see this?" I said, flashing him the only piece of Jewellry I wore. "It’s the other half to the one that keeps her sane, because every time she takes it off she sees them, every should that’s been forced from their living body!"

"Your choices will shape not only your own future but the future of the Silverwood." Curiosity surged within me as I met the figure's gaze. "What kind of choice?" I asked, my voice steady but tinged with anticipation. The figure extended their hand, revealing a pair of shimmering amulets, each adorned with a different symbol. "The Amulets of Light and Darkness," they explained. "You shall be faced with a decision: to embrace the light and protect the Silverwood, or to succumb to the darkness and unlock its untapped power."

In a moment of sheer audacity, I pulled the journal out and opened it on my lap. ​ "What is the Silver Shard?" I asked, looking up at his reflection in the rearview mirror. ​ Kael’s lips barely moved. "A question better saved for the journey. It’s an artifact your ancestors stole to neutralize the Silver Moon’s lineage. We are simply taking it back." ​ "And why am I the 'unblooded female'?" ​ "Because your mother, in her cleverness, used the ritual to hide the Shard inside the one person no Alpha would ever touch: the wolf-less failure. The Shard is housed within your unshifted essence, making you magically invisible to every wolf in the continent—save for one."

Nico asked as leaned against the wall, arms crossed. Luca lit a cigarette, and scowled. “He’s blinded. Enzo’s always been too soft when it comes to women. First that disaster with Isabella, and now this.” “Sienna’s different.” Nico shrugged. “She’s not just sitting around waiting for Enzo to protect her.” Luca exhaled smoke. “Different doesn’t mean better. If she’s smart, like everyone says, then she’s dangerous.” Nico nodded slowly, “And if she’s loyal?”

Chapter 33 Landon walked back. Straight toward her. The crowd parted. Let him through. Still applauding. Still gasping. "How generous," someone whispered. "What a wonderful brother," someone else said. He stopped in front of her. Opened the case. The diamonds glittered. Mocking. Claiming. Sienna's breath caught. The lights from the chandeliers hit each stone like tiny knives. The sparkle was blinding. Almost cruel. A beauty that didn't belong to her. That she didn't want.

Andrew said thoughtfully. Aiden nodded. "Exactly." "The fun part is there are twelve sapphires and rubies but just one diamond. They all have triggers that will alert me if one of them is found and by whom." Aiden brought out an hour glass. "You have two hours. By the time the whistle's blown you stop searching. And also the one who finds the diamond is the only one that'll be promoted, the rest will fail." "What?!" Ethan gasped. Ryan's fists were clenched. Andrew frowned.