White Diamonds Steven Universe Novels & Stories

“Anything involving Aria is my fucking business, and I’ll tear apart anyone who touches her!” His voice was a storm. He was extremely possessive about every cell on Aria’s body. Like he owns it. Steven flinched. Fear flashed in his eyes. He got up from his seat. “Alright,” Steven muttered. “We’ll see how you keep her.” He stormed out while slamming the door shut. Siam froze. Even though Theodore was a giant mountain that no one could move, Steven's warning was terrifying. His eyes narrowed. As long as he knew about Steven, that person would never refuse ten million dollars. He realised there must be some different reason and Aria might be just a pawn.

And he was the culprit of everything. “That gemstone,” I almost stammered. “You stole the gemstone from the dwarves.” “Quite frankly.” He shrugged as if it wasn’t a big deal. “The Silver Stag was the one who took it and since the day they planned on selling it, I stole it away from them for I know what power it possesses.” I profusely shook my head and tried to get the shackles out of my hands before getting hurt again. I winced in pain and clenched my jaws.

Amelia remained asleep as Steven considerately paraphrased everything and tried to keep his beloved sister up to date with the current happenings. Feeling slightly disappointed without receiving any response, Steven turned around and thought of finding Liam instead. As soon as he turned around, he came across pure black eyes. Steven stopped and stared in a trance. The staring contest only broke when the black eyes blinked. Steven, as if coming to his senses, walked to the owner of the pure black eyes. It was the small soft white furred, weak limbed cub. He was awake! Steven wanted to call the healer but the soft looking cub yawned cutely, making him stop once again. He mind linked the healer

He looks rest young, and his dressing simple but his watch have him off. It's a diamond wristwatch, with real diamond. I am sure his black suit will cost more than a average man's one year salary. Show off. "Stephen." I purse my lips into a smile when they finally get to us and he replies with a full grin. "It's always nice to see to see you man." Kayden says then they both do a light shoulder bump. "Oh....Skylar you must know Darwin." Stephan introduce the guy next to him who then holds his hand out. "And Darwin this is Skylar, one of our top best or let's say the best."

he concluded in a light voice. “Hello miss. My name’s Midas. Would you like to buy some accessories? These black diamonds came from a comet when dinosaurs still roamed the earth. When the mountain fairies saw the wickedness of men, they trapped the men’s sins inside the stone. The greater the sin, the darker the stone.” Where have I heard that before? Oh right, last night, during my engagement dinner. It’s verbatim. I don’t know who invented this ridiculous story but one thing’s for sure, Steffan and Dem are business partners now.

Christopher's mouth opened and closed, his eyes meeting Ashlyn's icy stare. "Nothing to say now?" Ashlyn's voice was soft. "No more accusations?" "I... I didn't realize—" "That's your problem, isn't it?" Jonathan stepped forward. "You never realize. Never notice. Never think." "Stay out of this!" Christopher snapped. "Why should he?" Steven White's voice boomed. "He's right. Your judgment has been... questionable." "Father, please—" "Five hundred million in diamonds," Steven continued. "Do you know what that means?"

"Starr, did you see which way Diamond went?" Her shoulders slumped, and her smile faded. She didn't bother with words; instead, she pointed to the exit. It took me three steps to reach the door and another one to actually get through it once it was open. There wasn't much activity in the dimly lit parking lot behind Club Swank. With all of Union 21's peddlers inside, sales weren't happening on the sidewalks. The streets were quiet except for my heavy boots on the gravel. Just as I got beyond the piece of shit Ford that sat next to the building, I saw the black Lexus. And then Diamond.

“Is Steve here?” “Yes, sir. He's waiting for you in his office. This way, please.” He followed her down the narrow hallway leading to the back of the store. With every step, his heart beat a little faster—not from nerves alone, but because of what that ring would mean to Catarina. The attendant opened the door, and he walked in. Steve Davis, one of the country's most sought-after jewelers, immediately rose to his feet, smiling when he saw him. “Henri! I'm glad you're here. I've been expecting you,” he said, extending his hand.

But I've arrived just in time to stand up for this young man here, right? Some of the guests nodded, while others remained skeptical, and one of them was my family. "Well, let me tell you everyone...'' Mr. Wilsdorf continued. "This brown stone is commonly referred to as a champagne or whiskey diamond. This variety is regarded as one of the most valuable gemstones, with its natural formation contributing to its rarity and worth." He enthusiastically lifted the stone towards the light, eliciting gasps from the audience as it immediately shimmered and sparkled, showcasing a breathtaking cognac hue. "This is valued at one hundred thousand dollars per gram."

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.