Title: Diamonds are Forever
A Diamond Magnate Novel
Series: Diamonds are Forever Trilogy #3
Author: Charmaine Pauls
Genre: Dark Romance
Cover Design: Simply Defined Art
Photo: Wander Aguiar
Models: Dina Auneau & Rodiney Santiago
A Diamond Magnate Novel
Series: Diamonds are Forever Trilogy #3
Author: Charmaine Pauls
Genre: Dark Romance
Cover Design: Simply Defined Art
Photo: Wander Aguiar
Models: Dina Auneau & Rodiney Santiago
Release Date: September 15, 2020
Blurb
My love is
wasted like gemstones in the dust, walked over by an oblivious shoe. It takes
many suffering years and layers of mountains to squeeze carbon into a precious
stone. Now that I’m polished and hard like a diamond, he doesn’t get to kick me
back into the dirt.
wasted like gemstones in the dust, walked over by an oblivious shoe. It takes
many suffering years and layers of mountains to squeeze carbon into a precious
stone. Now that I’m polished and hard like a diamond, he doesn’t get to kick me
back into the dirt.
Men like
him don’t love women like me.
him don’t love women like me.
They don’t
love.
love.
Period.
But he made
me.
me.
He’ll live
with me.
with me.
Because
diamonds are forever.
diamonds are forever.
(Diamonds
are Forever concludes this trilogy. Diamonds in the Dust (Book 1) and Diamonds in the Rough
(Book 2) must be read to follow the story.)
are Forever concludes this trilogy. Diamonds in the Dust (Book 1) and Diamonds in the Rough
(Book 2) must be read to follow the story.)
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Excerpt
Dragging
both hands over his head, he tilts his face to the ceiling and walks away from
me. “Fuck.” He stays at the far end of the room for a moment before turning
back to me. His hair is even wilder than before when he finally drops his arms
to his sides. A war rages in his eyes. For a minute, he’s not my kidnapper, but
the man who cares about me. He’s just a man making himself vulnerable by
opening up and dropping his defenses. “I don’t want to scare you, Zoe. After
your father—”
both hands over his head, he tilts his face to the ceiling and walks away from
me. “Fuck.” He stays at the far end of the room for a moment before turning
back to me. His hair is even wilder than before when he finally drops his arms
to his sides. A war rages in his eyes. For a minute, he’s not my kidnapper, but
the man who cares about me. He’s just a man making himself vulnerable by
opening up and dropping his defenses. “I don’t want to scare you, Zoe. After
your father—”
“Don’t.”
Sighing, he
comes back and picks up the medicine box. “I’m going to tell you a story. A
young man goes to a market and sees a beautiful woman admiring a precious
object. He can see she wants it, but when she opens her purse, she doesn’t have
enough money. This man, he was paid to abduct that woman. He has two choices.
He can either grab her, tie her up, and drag her away, or he can go up to her
and tell her how beautiful she is and buy her that precious object she wants so
much. He can do that for her and be kind, inviting her to dinner. They can have
a good time, have great sex. He can ask her to go away with him and knows
she’ll say yes. Tell me, Zoe. Which man is kinder? Which man is the most
selfless?”
comes back and picks up the medicine box. “I’m going to tell you a story. A
young man goes to a market and sees a beautiful woman admiring a precious
object. He can see she wants it, but when she opens her purse, she doesn’t have
enough money. This man, he was paid to abduct that woman. He has two choices.
He can either grab her, tie her up, and drag her away, or he can go up to her
and tell her how beautiful she is and buy her that precious object she wants so
much. He can do that for her and be kind, inviting her to dinner. They can have
a good time, have great sex. He can ask her to go away with him and knows
she’ll say yes. Tell me, Zoe. Which man is kinder? Which man is the most
selfless?”
“The honest
one,” I whisper.
one,” I whisper.
A shutter
drops in front of his eyes. The man who was reaching out to me a second ago
retracts back into his shell. I mourn the loss, the almost-intimacy, but I
can’t lie to him. I can’t betray myself. I can’t strengthen his warped belief
that lies can smooth over his crimes.
drops in front of his eyes. The man who was reaching out to me a second ago
retracts back into his shell. I mourn the loss, the almost-intimacy, but I
can’t lie to him. I can’t betray myself. I can’t strengthen his warped belief
that lies can smooth over his crimes.
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Author Bio
Charmaine Pauls was born in Bloemfontein, South Africa. She obtained
a degree in Communication at the University of Potchestroom, and followed a
diverse career path in journalism, public relations, advertising,
communications, photography, graphic design, and brand marketing. Her writing
has always been an integral part of her professions.
After relocating to Chile with her French husband, she fulfilled her passion to
write creatively full-time. Charmaine has published over twenty novels since 2011, as
well as several short stories and articles. Two of her shorts have been
selected by the International Literary Society for an anthology from across the
African continent.
When she is not writing, she likes to travel, read, and rescue cats. Charmaine
currently lives in France with her husband and children. Their household is a
linguistic mélange of Afrikaans, English, French and Spanish.
a degree in Communication at the University of Potchestroom, and followed a
diverse career path in journalism, public relations, advertising,
communications, photography, graphic design, and brand marketing. Her writing
has always been an integral part of her professions.
After relocating to Chile with her French husband, she fulfilled her passion to
write creatively full-time. Charmaine has published over twenty novels since 2011, as
well as several short stories and articles. Two of her shorts have been
selected by the International Literary Society for an anthology from across the
African continent.
When she is not writing, she likes to travel, read, and rescue cats. Charmaine
currently lives in France with her husband and children. Their household is a
linguistic mélange of Afrikaans, English, French and Spanish.
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