Vermeil In Gold Lilia Novels & Stories

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Its hue shifted with the play of light, from the deep azure of a tranquil sea to the ethereal shimmer of a twilight sky, evoking a sense of wonder and enchantment. Venya marveled at the locket's exquisite craftsmanship, her fingers tracing the smooth contours of the golden frame that cradled the mesmerizing gem. The diamond's unique color and rarity added an aura of mystique to the already precious heirloom, making it a symbol of not just beauty but also rarity and uniqueness.

Because it would, right? Lily had found the most beautiful tiara I had ever seen. She explained that Nicolais had dug it out of his treasure chest—me paraphrasing, of course—because he wanted no one to misinterpret who I was, and what I meant to him. It was made out of gold, just like the necklace he had given me earlier. Strands of gold were intertwined, creating the tiara and shaping it. It was adorned with small flowers, kind of resembling baby’s breath, that littered across in gold as well. But the statement came in the form of the orange diamond in the middle, the one that rivaled the size of my necklace.

The woman said as she gave Artemisia a polite smile. "Yes, they're beautiful, is it glass?" The young woman asked without being able to take her eyes off the small pieces that were in her palm. The lilies were white in a milky way, reminiscent of the Artemisia of the gifts that usually pregnant women receive when they discover pregnancy. It was too delicate to match Artemisia, but somehow, she couldn't look away from those jewels. "It's made of white crystal, Miss." The woman's voice seemed to soak Artemisia's mind, almost like a lullaby.

“That’s not Lila anymore!” Lila’s head snapped toward her. The silver chains convulsed like serpents, tightening, then shattering into shards that floated around her like wings. She descended slowly, feet touching the mirror-slick floor without disturbing it. “You again,” she said, smiling coldly. “Always interfering. Always pretending you know better.” Maeve raised the golden shard. “I know enough to recognize corruption when I see it. You’re not her.” Lila laughed—a sound like a melody cracked in half. “Maybe not. But what if she prefers me this way?”

Lila hummed in assent, and nodded, pulling down her little box of spices, tiny little spoons inside each and every circular pot within, gilded with tiny, intricate, and unreal patterns, shining silver. "Red chilli powder, yellow tamrid powder, zeera powder for special occasions, with the actual seeds in for even more important ones, Ilagi? Elachi? I don't know, depends on your accent or dialect, for more of the mundane occasions but on days you fell like treating yourself, and these little black balls here, with the stars, for festival days," Lila continued to explain, speaking as if most of the words here meant something to Emmet and that he would know what she was talking about, if she was

"Of course, sir. We have a wide range of exquisite pieces that are perfect for heartfelt apologies. What is your loved one's taste? Does she prefer gold or silver? Any particular gemstone she adores?" Liam paused for a moment, recollecting Rose's fondness for elegant simplicity. "She prefers silver, and I believe she adores pearls," he replied with a newfound sense of certainty. The saleswoman guided them to a section of the shop dedicated to silver jewelry. Delicate chains, pendants, and earrings glistened under the soft lighting. Liam's eyes widened as he spotted a stunning pearl bracelet, its lustrous gems exuding grace and sophistication. "That bracelet would be perfect," Michel whispere

I looked at the box before me and asked, "What's inside?" Lilia smiled and replied, "A gold bracelet. Open it and see if you like it." I took the box and opened it. I could tell that the gold bracelet wasn't cheap at the first glance. I then closed the box. "I can't take something so expensive. Why don't you give it to Willow? After all, she's your daughter's child." Lilia replied without hesitation. "But we have made a decision."

Elizabeth felt that she really shouldn't feel upset about not getting through to James just now. "Did he ask you to put the powder on top?" The petals were glittering with golden light and looked very dazzling. "No, we are not able to do that." Linda shook her head with a smile, "The petals are topped with the diamond powder polished from top yellow diamonds. Our flower shop doesn't have a professional polishing tool like that." "..." Although Elizabeth heard that there was gold powder on top, she didn't really think so. She only thought it was a decoration. How could she know that it was...

He had to admit, they matched the innocent temperament of the young girls perfectly with a chic charm. The next piece was a showstopper similar to Lara’s piece yesterday. A thin strand of white gold coiled like the ripples on the surface of water with ruby grains giving the impression of petals scattered carelessly. The center piece was the brilliant lotus which seemed to effortlessly rise from the white-gold strand. The earrings were a set of lotus buds on leaf. “Baby, you are amazing.” Ben hugged Dana and kissed her. He couldn’t believe the surprise this woman bought to him every day.