White Diamonds Steven Universe Novels & Stories

I saw him look at them and bow to them politely as if to thank them. The sound of a hammer signaled the end of the auction. The auction's senior management took Steven to the showroom to hand over the necklace. Many people came to congratulate him on winning a treasure. I can feel the regret in their eyes regarding Blue Ocean. While waiting for Steven, Kiera asked Phelim: "Do you know why Steven wants to buy that necklace?" Phelim laughed, rolled her eyes at me, and said, "Isn't that for Diana?" "Not." Kiera and I answered in unison. We turned to look at each other when the same answer surprised Phelim; he asked curiously:

"Well do you like the gift?" "I haven't opened it yet. I wanted to open it while listening to your voice." I bite my thumb and a small blush creeps to my face. "Well go ahead. It's just a token to show you how sorry I am for making you agree to this mess." "We will talk about that when you get back." I reach for the box and open it slowly, only to have my eyes hit with a very expensive diamond necklace. "Ah...Steven?" "Yeah, do you like it? I bought it the exact moment I laid my eyes on it. I knew it would look perfectly on you plus considering the fact that you rarely wear necklaces."

NO REFUNDS. The clockwork man was waiting behind his counter of compressed starlight, his mismatched glass eyes telescoping outward as Jack approached. Behind him, the six suits hung on their dimensional racks, dark-gold and amber and pitch-black, gleaming with the light of materials that no human forge could produce. "Sterling," the Hollowsmith greeted. "You have the money." "I have the money." Jack pulled out the Ledger authorization chip that Mercy had programmed. "Six hundred trillion Abyssal Merit credits. Transferred upon delivery."

Curled up on the plush carpet, I hugged my knees to my chest, numb fingers mindlessly scrolling through my phone. And that was when I stumbled upon Heidi's latest post. She had just shared a picture of the "Only Star in the Galaxy"—a pink diamond so rare and dazzling it looked as if it had been plucked straight from the heavens. I still remembered how Cassian had fought tooth and nail for that diamond at the auction, going back and forth with rival bidders for dozens of rounds before finally winning it.

He stopped a few feet away, like he was afraid I’d bolt if he came closer. “My name is Kade Blackthorn,” he said, never breaking eye contact. “And you’re my mate.” “Aria,” I managed to say. “Aria Silvermoon.” “Aria.” He said my name like a prayer. “I’ve been looking for you. Dreaming about you. I thought I was going insane.” “You dreamed about my wolf?” “Every night for three months. A silver wolf with glowing blue markings, running through the forest. I could never catch you, but I knew… I knew you were mine.” He took a step closer. “Then you disappeared, and I thought I’d lost you before I even found you.”

Sparks arrested my biosok and for pretty several seconds, I was bedazzled by the amount of stones on one dress. With both hands, I grasped the black lace and raised it to see that the stones encrusted on it were not ordinary beads. They were black diamonds. A smile broke out on my lips and for a moment I wanted to scream and cry at the same time. No one had ever done this for me. And black diamonds are very expensive and had to find in the whole of Silver Crest pack. It only belonged to the top 1 of the top 1 percent elites of Silver Crest.

“but there is something else. We found fur which matches the fur the feral left all over Johnny but we found a second donor.” She paused to open on of the pockets in her coat and pulled out a small clear evidence bag. Inside was several strands of golden hair. The way they caught the first rays of the morning sun made them Shimmer like threads of gold or silk. As beautiful as it was, it was unusual as well. Sandy or sable coats weren’t totally uncommon but they were usually mixed with other colours. This had no other colours mixed in. “The feral seems to have gained a friend “ Sierra continued, unaware of the significance of her find. “And I think I know where they are going.”

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?

"I ain't gonna waste any of your time, or mine, by explaining if that's the case." "The call of gold." The creature answered, a hint of amusement in the low voice. "What else? I will grant your demand. But my aid has a cost. Your soul, and something more. After all, you offered some of your black spirit to another to find the skill to seek me." "My soul." Nathaniel gave a contemptuous sniff. "It's yours, if it's any good to you. By Christ, I'd give you the souls on the entire ship for the amount of gold that's hidden in this world."

"I feel like you’re trying to intimidate a witness. Let’s look at the facts, Vane. The man who took the Silver Moonstone didn't use a drill. He didn't use explosives. He ripped the vault door off its hinges like it was made of wet cardboard." She pointed to the photo in her file—a grainy still of a massive, shadowy figure with eyes that reflected the camera's infrared light like a wolf’s. "That’s not human," she said firmly. "I’ve seen state-of-the-art tech, and I’ve seen bodybuilders on every steroid known to man. Nobody does that. Who is he?" Cillian turned his back to her, walking to the window. He looked out at the city, his hands clasped behind his back. "His name is Julian Blackwood. H