Snowflake Diamond Necklace Novels & Stories

His hands were so delicate as they removed the necklace from the bust, "From our Icon Collection, The Winston Cluster Diamond necklace. It has a hundred ninety-five pearl-shaped diamonds set in platinum," he explained while placing it around her neck, "You're favorite ruby drop earrings to match." "For you, my dear," he turned towards me, and a woman holding another jewelry set followed. "From the New York Collection, the Cathedral Necklace. Five pear-shaped Colombian emerald, baguette, and marquis diamonds set in platinum," he explained the beauty of the necklace to me as he made his way over, "Your hair, love."

What interested Hannah was the huge pink diamond on the necklace. No woman could resist such a sparkle! "You have a good eye. This is the highlight of our store and the most perfect piece of work produced by Sparkle Nine. But this piece of jewelry is not for sale." Nora told them with a pang of pity. "Are you worried that we can't afford it? Don't worry, just tell us how much it costs." It was rare for Hannah to be interested in something, especially when it was for a gift to her sixth sister, whom she had not met. Hannah was prepared to throw money at Nora for it.

“Then, maybe I shouldn’t go at all.” Mom frowned and scolded me, “Don’t be ridiculous. If you skip it, people will start talking about our family again.” Just then, a saleswoman exclaimed excitedly behind me, “Gosh! This necklace is absolutely stunning.” I turned around and saw Duncan clasping a pink diamond necklace around Natalia’s neck. My chest tightened. After we got engaged, Duncan said he would design a unique diamond necklace for me. He wanted me to show it off to everyone on our wedding day.

It probably wouldn't have been ideal for anyone else, and hell, Nikki may hate me for not making more of a production out of it, but either way, I stuck my hand into my pocket. She focused on our son, yet I knew the moment she saw the diamond that glittered in the white-gold setting. I heard the gasp seconds before she moved her fingers to her mouth. When she pulled back enough for me to see her eyes, radiant blues and deep greys feathered from her pupils, and tears pooled, threatening to cascade down her cheeks. I hated to see her cry, but this was when she was the most beautiful...when she was vulnerable.

Expensive. Her eyes went wide. "Kang, what is—" "Something I've been waiting to give you." I opened it. Watched her face. Cataloged her reaction. Her gasp. Her wonder. Her awe. The necklace was a masterpiece. A single diamond. Twenty carats. Flawless. D color. Internally perfect. Cut to catch every bit of light and throw it back like fire. Set in platinum. Surrounded by smaller diamonds—black diamonds—creating a halo of darkness around the brilliant center. Like a star in the void. Like light consumed by shadow.

I stayed silent, my thoughts elsewhere, until the emcee’s voice shifted, a note of reverence creeping in. “And now, ladies and gentlemen, a truly remarkable piece—a one-of-a-kind sapphire necklace, designed by the legendary House of Laurent. This is the Star of Midnight, a 12-carat sapphire set in platinum, with diamonds sourced from conflict-free mines. Bidding starts at $500,000.” Aurora gasped, her hand flying to her chest. “Henry, that’s it. That’s ‘the’ necklace. I saw it in a magazine last month. It’s a masterpiece. We have to get it.”

NATHALIE’S POV - The snowflake pendant was already sparkling, and the tiny snowflake designs were sparkling right along with it. “Sir, are these real diamonds?” I couldn’t help but ask. “Yes, my love. The pendant is made of De Beers blue diamond. The snowflake necklace is made of Zoe diamond.” I don’t know the names he said, one thing for sure is, every diamond in this necklace is real diamonds. “You didn’t like it?” “No,” I quickly replied. “Not like that, sir. I was… surprised.” I explained. “It’s beautiful, it’s sparkling.” I praised speechlessly.

He supposed his assistant would buy her something expensive. Mel shrieked when she saw what’s inside. Damn, this man is really rich. It was a silver necklace, but it was the pendant that’s eye-catching. It was a flower design. A big diamond in the center and little ones around it. Klyde grimaced when he heard her exclaim. That shrill voice grates on his eardrums. He gave her a side-eye. “Please tell me these are real diamonds.” She quickly zoomed towards him.

So, really, I should be showing Jax my appreciation. And yet here I was, holding another box. “I think you’ll like this one,” he said. “I commissioned it from a human jeweler. Open it.” I did and gasped. Jax usually gave me diamonds and other precious gems because he said I deserved them, but this piece was different. It was a necklace with a thin chain. On the end was a delicate silver snowflake. “Silvermist will always be a part of you,” he said, smiling. “Do you like it?”

I blinked, surprised, “Wait for what?” He opened the box and nestled inside, glittering under the soft yellow light, was the most exquisite necklace I’d ever seen. A delicate chain of pure platinum, holding a single pendant shaped like a crescent moon encrusted with tiny diamonds. In the center of the crescent sat a deep blue sapphire, shaped like a teardrop. “This.” He said reverently, “Is the Nightshade Jewel.