Who Shattered Pink Diamond Novels & Stories

Blake stood over her and then dropped suddenly, landing right on top of her crumpled body at his feet. I shoved one of the shells into the gun and aimed. I was a little afraid that Claire might get hit by a few pellets, but I ignored it and pulled the trigger. She'd rather be alive. The gun kicked back into my shoulder, but didn't effect my posture. The pellets exploded in the beast's back and made a million holes in his black fabric. He let out an ear-splitting scream and spun around, the red hair on his head seeming more vibrant in his rage.

“The Pink Star!” It was a rare 60-carat pink diamond, which had sold for 66 million dollars at auction just days ago. It was bought by an anonymous bidder, and that turned out to be Sean! “I knew you’d love it the moment I saw it.” Love it? I was in absolute awe! Ignoring the people around us, I threw myself into his arms and kissed his face over and over. The sparkle of the diamond stabbed Zach right in the eyes. The sight of us being so close hit him right in the heart. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. He felt like a ridiculous clown.

Nestled inside, untouched, was Heidi's pink diamond. For a moment, there was dead silence. Then, like a match to dry tinder, his fury exploded. His eyes burned into me. "Zora—" he spat out my name like it was poison, "—you have disappointed me beyond belief! All the things I've given you since you were a child—and now, for one little pink diamond, you stoop so low as to steal?" I looked at the pink diamond glinting innocently under the light. Oddly, I wasn't even surprised.

Instead of black diamonds, it had pink sapphires alternating with colorless diamonds going around the band. “He remembered..” I spoke to no one in particular. He remembered my favorite gem - pink sapphire. “Do you like the ring, Baby girl?” I heard Damian’s voice from above me. I tilted my head back to look at him. “Damian, I.. I.. I thought.. I didn’t realize..” I stuttered. I didn’t even know what I wanted to say. I stood up and hugged him tightly instead. “Thank you, Damian. I love it. It’s beautiful. You remembered.”

It’ll be about a tragic accident in the Hamptons. ​Damian, the floorboards, I whispered. ​He looked at me, and in that split second, we communicated more than we ever had in the contract. We weren't a billionaire and a debt-bride. We were two people who had found a reason to fight for something real. ​Damian didn't give her the books. He threw them. Not at her, but at the massive, floor-to-ceiling glass wall behind her. The heavy leather hit the glass with a sickening crack, and the entire wall shattered into a million shards of diamonds.

“If you embarrass me tonight, you’ll regret it.” So I lifted my chin now, let the cameras catch the shimmer of the massive pink diamond on my finger. A stone worth millions, a stone the world saw as the pinnacle of romance. To me, it was nothing but a shackle, heavy and suffocating. Another cage for me to be trapped in. I was nothing but a pawn in this game, a piece to be sacrificed for other’s benefit. I’d be first off the board if anyone had anything to say about it.

The name alone was enough to set my blood boiling. First, he brainwashed Lauren, turned her against me, and made her believe I wasn’t worthy to even see my daughter. Then he shattered my arm like I was nothing, leaving me in this miserable, fragile state. And as if that wasn’t enough, he walked into that auction and took what was supposed to be mine — the Pink Star Diamond Ring.

He pummeled her with punches and kicks, then grabbed a shovel and swung it at her. Jenny was hospitalized with a badly broken left leg. The injury left her permanently disabled. Back in her cramped hometown rental, she turned on the gas and took her own life. I was having dinner with a new friend, Neil Parker—an investor I'd met at a charity auction—when I saw the news online. We were at one of the finest Fremorian restaurants when he pulled a velvet box from his jacket and handed it to me. To my surprise, I opened it and found the blue diamond earring I'd lost.

And my fingernails were painted black. When the boys had told us to wear black, I'm sure they weren't expecting us to go all out. This outfit has been sitting in my closet for months and I finally get the chance to wear it. I was saving it for my first Crash Course Rebellion concert. Of course, at the time I was only planning on going to the concert not performing in it. Jackie was dressed similarly to me, but instead of jeans she went for a chained pleated skirt and fishnet stockings, and her hair was braided into two cornrows falling over her shoulders.

CRACK— As the original Celine Diamond's neck broke, the glass in the room shattered into pieces. Cecilia stared blankly at Celine Diamond's soul which seemed to be fading away into tiny bits of glittering glass dust in the wind. Cecilia's third eye became even shinier than before as if absorbing new energy into itself. And as soon as Celine Diamond's soul was annihilated, Cecilia pulled her hand out of the shattered mirror, making a long wound along her arm.