Sparkling Diamonds Moulin Rouge Novels & Stories

The necklace is made of a rare fancy pink pear-cut diamond, surrounded by flowing white diamonds shaped like moving water. The earrings are platinum drops, tapering like falling water, ending in matching pink diamonds. The craftsmanship is so impressive, it almost looks alive. “Ms. Whitmore?” Christina’s voice snaps me out of my reverie. “Don’t you like it?” “How much did this cost?” Her smile falters, “I don’t think Mr. Rousseau would want you to concern yourself with such things…” “How much, Christina?” She must sense the seriousness in my tone because she lowers her gaze;

I copied her and lowered my voice for my second reply She gasped and covered her mouth, "You totally have a secret admirer," she gushed, "Someone who could afford to buy you real diamonds..." she trailed off in thought before her eyes widened, "Oh My God, one of the Crown brothers has a crush on you!" she squealed "Maybe even all of them, if that one rumour is true," she wiggled her eyebrows at me I rolled my eyes, "Don't we have somewhere to be?" I asked her

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the room and my stomach growled in anticipation. With my hunger satisfied I knew it was time to get prepared for the charity gala. I unwrapped the velvet case, revealing a tumble of diamonds and rubies that sparkled like fire in the dim light. My red gown slithered off its hanger, pooling on the floor like a crimson lake. Makeup brushes and lipsticks stood at attention on the vanity, waiting to transform me.

She saw Vivienne and stopped. *Look at her,* Kallie said. *Standing in her own mate's house like she needs permission to breathe.* Vivienne kept her eyes on Killian. He looked inside the bag. "Maison Francis Kurkdjian," he said. "The Baccarat Rouge limited edition. Signed by the master perfumer himself. There were only forty released." She tilted her head. "I had to call in a favor in Paris." He looked at her for a moment. "You didn't have to do that."

Then she adorned her neck with an exquisite sapphire necklace. “This is a gift from His Grace,” the maid explained. “It belonged to the late duchess.” Magnolia touched it as she studied her reflection. It was so flashy, so luxurious. The more she stared at the mirror, the more her face turned crimson. She had never looked this pretty in her life. “Thank you for your help, Clara.” “No need to thank me, my lady.” Clara bowed. “His Grace is waiting for you downstairs.” “Ah, yes.” Magnolia took a deep shaky breath and put her hand on her chest.

I tried to make less cleavage show but it was impossible. I was going to protest again but when I looked up we were in a ballroom. I looked around and noticed all of the sparkles everywhere. The walls looked to be made of diamonds, the way they sparkeled was mesmerizing. When I looked down I noticed the floor was made of a crystal that sparkled blue. It was beautiful. I looked around and a light made of diamonds was hanging from the ceiling. The light was causing colors to go everywhere. Everything was so sparkly. I looked all the way up and noticed there was a sky roof.

Three peaces of broken mirror merged them self deep in his head and his blonde eyes wide. Nikolai's breathing was still rapid, his hands gripping the edges of the sink that his knuckles were almost turning white, his red eyes had a smile in them. A few bangs of his hair were falling in his face while his lips curled in a small smile. "Champagne can only be mine " his deep voice declared to no one but himself.

I didn't catch the eye of most because I was known to be wolfless and the fact that wasn't the case actually made me giggle a little thinking about it. Walking into the diner I was a bit suprised to see not only Duke and Flint sitting about midway through the diner but the brothers from the other pack sitting with them. I chuckled thinking it was probaly them leaving the note as a stupid prank or warning. I walked in fully planning just to step into the office and talk to Mama Rose. "What you doing here rouge? begging for scraps." Flint hollered at me. I rolled my eyes, it was so obvious when he used rouge as a term not my name and I knew he was looking for a reaction from me. I locked eyes

Sky added while pointing towards Riley. “Yes, sir. Of course, sir. May I know your order?” asked the waiter politely while giving the menu to each of them. “Two diamonds Martini” said Sky while ordering for him and Liam. “They have diamond Martini here? I went to Tokyo just to drink that” said Luke in an utter shock. “Yeah, it is directly imported from Tokyo itself” said Sky smiling. “Now that’s something impressive!” said Luke with an admiring tone. “I will have a Black Pearl Louis XIII Anniversary Edition By Remy Martin, get me a complete bottle” said Mark in a cold tone.

"Harry, it's just a wedding ring. We don't need this many designers, do we?" "Madam, with all due respect, Mr. Miles insists on giving you the wedding of the century! "Take a look. This is a Graff diamond. It might feel a little heavy on the finger though. "This one's the Pink Star, mined in Audenbergh in 1999. It had been cutting precisely for two years. "And this one is the Winston Legacy Diamond, purchased by Mr. Miles himself at Christy's Ganevon Jewels Auction."