I THIRST FOR YOU
It was an amethyst stone.
“Well, ain’t this pretty?” he asked, looking at the stone. “This would compliment you a lot, Cait. The stone’s color is the same as half the shade in your eyes.”
With a snort, he bent and hooked the necklace in her neck.
“There, beautiful.”
The amethyst settled neatly in her cleavage. Its color showed a stark difference from her white nightgown - a swirl of magical purples, blue and white.
For a moment, Noman saw a quick spark from it and then a slight change in color to a red, but he shrugged his shoulders thinking that it was just the flame’s effect from the fireplace of the room.