All Chapters of Blue Moon- {Till Death Do Us Part}: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

 The Blue Moon Diamond of Josephine, the priced possession of the Fremont Family that has been passed on cordially from one generation to the next under the lineage of Josephine Fremont (1815), the original owner. All through it's lifetime, it has been hunted down by numerous enemies, some of which came close but couldn't touch, some on the other hand succeeded but later as would fate have it, the diamonds were recovered safely. But simultaneously as the years grew on, the number of enemies prying after the diamond grew along with it. Due to the increasing number of enemies, the possessor of the diamond at the time, Vance Fremont(1925) deemed it fit to hide the diamond in a place where it's ruthless hunters would not suspect, somewhere in the heart of North Africa. Only then did the diamond remain safe. Vance Fremont in 1997 at his dying breath told his son Williamson Fremont about the diamond and it's hidden

The man was the first to come inside the room, he had a deep scar on his forehead and it made him look menacing. His eyes searched the room for the presence of people or something valuable. All that was in sight were shattered pieces of glass, fallen books and disarranged furniture and upholstery. The rest of the men that followed 'Scar-Face' entered into the room."There." One of the men pointed out. He pointed at the briefcase laid on the floor. "That briefcase. Could it be it?" He added and 'Scar-Face' hummed a reply before going over to check it out. He opened the black briefcase but there was no diamond in it. What struck his attention was that the pouch in the briefcase was specifically shaped like a diamond, that is to show that this briefcase was made to house a diamond but the diamond wasn't in it. Someone was with it and surely that person hadn't gone far."Empty." 'Scar-Face' said then flung the briefcase away and it flew across the room."Se

                 ~20 YEARS LATER~The atmosphere that filled Noah's dimly lit black and white themed bedroom was a rather rapturous one, oozing with budding ecstasy and waxing pleasure. The ambience was brought alive by the soothing sounds of soft moans and lips passionately clinking together.       Katniss and her fiancé, Noah were lip locked in an intense kiss with their hands freely alternating and caressing different sides and places of the other's body. They utilized every single second they spent in the act to enhance the already fiery mood by trying their best to send feels down the other's spine.    He was seated in a sprawled position on the bed while Katniss sat on his laps with her legs curled around his torso. His actions continued to add more pleasure to the kiss as his hands had already found it's way to her bare back, frequently alternating fro

   An agaped housekeeper stared at the human figure before her. Well, it was a man quite alright, a burly well built one at that. He seems to have acquired the highly sought after body of 'one who lives at the gym.' Apart from his nice stature, everything else was a total no, no. Nada, not coming anywhere close to Lady Lucinda's ridiculous standards.    His well defined masculine body which seemed to be his only saving grace can't even make up for the fact that HE wasn't at all the guy they had all envisioned Katniss' fiance to be.     I mean, he was far beyond expections. Where was that glow and glimmer? The razzle and the dazzle? The riches, the golds and diamonds? The flashy entourage and the fleet of ridiculously expensive rides? Where was the flare? The rich guy pizzazz? Where was all of that?     Clearly the man in front of Housekeeper Mary possesed none of those, not

     The gory sight had Katniss’ mobility rapt as she stood transfixed at the spot. She was moon-eyed and agape with fright and shock, she was indeed scared to her bones.Her eyes were glued to the unpleasant scene as for some reason, she couldn’t take them off the sight. She had a strong phobia for blood and seeing this much amount of it at once was just too much for her body to handle.    She began to profusely sweat as her body started to quiver. She needed to get out of there fast or else she might spaz out as a result of the phobia. But she couldn’t move neither her arms nor legs, she was frozen, stuck in place like a statue.“What to do?” She wondered and reasoned then finally came to a quick conclusion that pain could snap her out of this dazed condition. But how? She couldn’t move her body so how was she going to induce pain on herself?    She needed to leave this place quick