White Diamond Steven Au Novels & Stories

Mr Seb said, Ethan could feel the underlying tone, his expression turning stern, he hoped his grandfather would come sooner. "Mr Seb, this is Audrey Joe, my girlfriend and..." He turned to Audrey pulling her closer " Babe, this is Mr Sebastian Cornell, CEO of Whites Computer " "Huh! Whites Computer! It's nice to meet you " Audrey couldn't hide her excitement on hearing about her best computer company. "Yes, it's my pleasure to meet you too" " I have been longing to get version 7.5.6 of your iPad, hope it will be available soon" "It should be soon, I never knew you are a computer enthusiast "

His eyes met mine, and he took a deep breath, his eyes turning into a deep shade of golden for a second as his wolf made himself known before he blinked a few times to snap himself out of it “do you want to drink something?” “A glass of water would be okay” he said and I nodded. I nodded at Dimitri to stay with him before heading to the kitchen to get him his glass. I may have been the Luna of this pack, and I knew that there were tens of maids just waiting for my order before serving, but the man was MY brother, and my older brother too; therefore, I was the one to serve myself.

In the morning, when Laura opened her eyes, she met with a warm smile of Steven and smiled back at him. Steven’s face didn’t show any sadness or any misery. He looked calm and relaxed in front of Laura. After feeding her the breakfast in the room, he handed her the medicine and then informed her. “I had asked for a wheelchair, there would be lots of people at mother’s …” He stopped as he felt a lump in his throat. “This… You need to wear this…” Steven told her in a heavy voice while pointing at the black dress and before Laura could stop him, he disappeared into the washroom.

He told her, turning away from us. “Well, show us the way.” She teased. She took me by the hand, and we followed the man behind the building, through an open field, to a barn. “He’s in there. He’s not gonna do it for free, though. Did you bring payment?” He asked Diana. She nodded. He motioned for us to go in, and we obliged. When we walked in, you would think we walked into a castle. It looked similar to the old castle hall, but with purple carpets, and pale white stone. There was a huge table, and there was a man sitting alone. He had jet black hair, very pale white skin, and glowing blue eyes. Being in his presence made the hair on the back of my neck stand straight up.

Jet black feathers adorned him and they all shimmered gallantly under the sun, making Hanji feel lucky and proud of Rai. Patting his neck, he quickly sat on it's back, ignoring the sharp pain he felt on his pelvis. "Let's go Rai. Let's go find Grandfather's apprentice." ❇❇❇ The red ruby was flaring. It was glowing brightly in his pockets and was emitting heat that almost burnt his right hand when he attempted to touch it. It was a charm given by his magician friend that lives in the Pacific. It warns the holder from malicious intent and desires. This ruby had saved him from a couple of scammers and troubles, but it never was this coruscant before. It would only glow a bit, like a pulse of re

Just shaped, perpetually, into the form that the money preferred. No, she said, finally. It shouldn’t. Part Four: The Table at Thanksgiving She told her mother in October, which was later than she should have and earlier than felt safe. Vivienne Ashford received the information the way she received most unwelcome news — with absolute stillness, followed by very precise language. “A mechanic,” she said. “He restores furniture. He helps out at a gas station.” “Eleanor.” “He’s kind,” Eleanor said. “He’s intelligent. He makes me laugh and he treats me like a person and he makes furniture that will outlast everything in this house.”

"No." He is lying. He is totally terrible at lying because his neck turns a bright pink color. I lean forward, putting my hands on the table so my shadow falls right over him. "You smiled at that little screen more than you have ever smiled at me, Stevens. Tell me why." His throat moves as he swallows hard, but before he can speak, the pack servants roll in big carts full of shining moonstone relics, heavy silver collars, and diamonds. "Oh, this one looks very pretty," Stevens says, picking up a silver neck collar with blue sapphires. His eyes shine bright. He grabs the jewelry like a lifeline to avoid my question, and it makes my wolf growl inside. Why is he hiding things from his Alpha?

The man standing in front of me was frail. His height made him stoop. The moonlight captured his sunken eyes just right. He held a tome so thick I feared he would fall over. Despite its size it was a beautiful book. The outside was shiny black. Jewels dotted the front. The back was imbued with bright gold filigree. The man stood on an altar made of the same stuff. It was shiny black. It almost looked like water. I wanted so badly to reach out and touch it but I stopped myself. Something about this felt like a test. I don’t know why I got that impression but I dug my toes into the earth and clasped my hands behind my back.

SIERRA POV New York glittered beneath the night sky bright, loud, and full of people who thought they were untouchable. They had no idea I was here. I adjusted the diamond bracelet on my wrist, blending effortlessly with the wealthy elites gathered inside the museum. Expensive dresses, champagne glasses, fake smiles this was my playground. And tonight? I was here to steal the most valuable piece in the room. The blue diamond. “Positions?” I murmured softly, my voice low as I spoke into the hidden microphone.

My vision blurred at the edges. Behind us, the sound of boots echoed again—closer, faster. Damien grabbed my hand, pulling me up a steep metal staircase. The door at the top burst open into a massive underground atrium filled with glass and steel—like an unfinished lobby. And there, standing in the center of it, was Alexander Whitlock. Alive. He looked calm, almost serene, like he’d been waiting for us. The emergency lights cast sharp shadows across his face, highlighting the silver in his hair and the faint smile on his lips.