Slotomania Diamond Novels & Stories

It houses one of Southeast Othard's largest gemstone trading markets and the underground gemstone betting area. Some strike it rich overnight, while many others end up losing everything here. To put it simply, this place is both heaven and hell. Aside from gemstone betting, various cutting-edge technologies are also peddled here. Whatever you can or can't think of can be found for sale here. After getting off the train, Larissa got in touch with Harvey. "Harvey, could you please find out the hottest events happening in Damont City?" "Got it, boss. Give me five minutes!" Harvey replied.

So we need someone clean. ‘I’ll get to it.’ Jerry scrolled through his contacts. ‘A fighter, perhaps?’ The business king shook his head. ‘A lady just like my girl. Can’t cut our cow loose, can we?’ Jerry grinned along knowingly. ‘The loverboy would stay away for sure. He hates Julie now.’ ‘Business as usual,’ added Harold. ‘Get the diamonds in as well. Our casino guests would be thrilled to play with them during their stay.’ His phone buzzed in his pocket and Harold steadily fished it out.

“One point five million.” A woman in a tailored emerald dress lifted her paddle, calmly but alert. “One point eight.” Another voice followed almost instantly. Then another. “Two million.” “Three.” “Four point two.” The numbers climbed too fast for an object whose history is supposedly almost erased. Within minutes, the price surged past reason. Seven million. I didn’t move. Neither did Vincenzo Romano. The dagger that was meant to be reclaimed quietly for Lola had turned into a competition….because people like to gamble when they think they’ve spotted hidden treasure.

The diamonds were huge and refractive. “Oh how lovely,” the pregnant woman said in a slightly bored voice. “But my husband and I do have diamonds of our own.” “Actually ma’am, Camelornian diamonds are known as the biggest diamonds to have ever existed. It was thought to be…” “I am sure they are. Do you think they can be stolen?” Evangeline was getting even more angry and was having a hard time managing her anger. “They are highly secured and these display cases you see are highly impossible to penetrate. The controls to this cases are operated by experts in the control room, there are cameras all over the place…”

Pierce said in awe. “It’s really packed down here when we offer up a Diamond Package membership for the prize. It’s $1,000.00 per card.” “So, if you have a full house of 500 members, and they each buy two cards, then you just made a million.” “That’s right and that’s not even including if they brought a guest.” “Wow.”

Sam shot glances at him while munching on a piece of bread; he could eat anywhere and anytime with no problem. Sam moved whenever Landon moved, as if he was keeping watch over a criminal. "50,000 dollars. I want to walk around for a bit while you stay here." Landon added, "Don't tell her about what you sensed before we entered the station." Sam got up after Landon, like a persistent follower. Landon looked down. "I'll double the amount." Sam paused, as if his mind and body were waging a war against each other. Landon upped the stakes. "I'll also toss in a bag of South-Mafrican diamonds and a slab of gold."

The guy held the box in his hand as he glanced up at Damon, but had yet to open it. Damon met his stare. "Open the box. I have more money than I know what to do with. Stop dicking around and show me the ring." Maybe Bethany had more work to do still. "Of course. I'm sorry." The clerk popped the box open and lifted the ring toward Damon. He knew immediately. "That's it. Put it in a bag and charge my card." "Sir, it's three hundred thousand dollars." "And?" Damon took the box and brushed his thumb over the top of the diamond.

- Two days later, Daniel walked into Scott's office looking grim. "I got something," he began, handing over some documents. "Over a year ago, the game's patent transferred from Alexia Hartley to Alexandra Kingsley. All legally valid. And just a month ago, it was transferred again—to a corporation: Diamond Fast, S.A. de C.V." "Diamond Fast?" Scott frowned. "Sounds unfamiliar." "It's a newly formed company focused on designing rally cars. Its board is headed by—get this—Sebastian Ricci, the rally champion."

When it came to romantic words, I was no match for this man. After that, Dante disappeared for a while. But I had clearly underestimated his capacity for madness. He bought a 20-million-dollar pink diamond at a black market auction. In a press interview, he looked straight into the camera and said, "I bought this diamond to beg for the forgiveness of the woman I love." On the TV screen, a business news anchor was breathlessly reporting the city's biggest headline. "The diamond is said to be nearly identical to one on an heirloom that belonged to the mother of Mr. Moretti's ex-wife, Elara Romano. This move is being interpreted as a multi-million dollar gamble to win back her affection."