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    Legendary Blue Diamond Three
    Legendary Blue Diamond Three
    Legendary Blue Diamond Three
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    Legendary Blue Diamond Three

    By Mark Stewart

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    Legendary blue diamond three is the third novel in the trilogy.
    Zac and Peyton are in love. The minute they discover both their ancestors were enemies the foundation of their relationship is ruptured. After reading the long lost telegram, Zac’s attitude instantly changes. He believes the blue diamond ring belongs to his family and orders Peyton to hand it over. For the first time Peyton actually feels afraid of him.
    Now the truth behind the blue diamond ring is unguarded Peyton is torn between her boyfriend and family commitments to protect the secret of blue diamond ring.
    When Peyton and Audrey refuse to give him the ring Zac decides to take matters into his own hands by threatening to murder Peyton. The ring is hesitantly surrendered. Zac further exposes the secret of the legendary blue diamond when he tries to sell the item. Now Peyton and her mother have to steal it back before anyone else knows of its existence. Peyton’s gran calls upon an old friend for help. If she plays her cards right he’ll agree, if not the secret will finally be uncovered.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMark Stewart
    Release dateApr 24, 2014
    ISBN9781311285331
    Legendary Blue Diamond Three
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    Mark Stewart

    Mark Stewart is an acclaimed author. He loves to write fiction right across the board from romance adventure to crime and onwards to science fiction. His fast paced novels will keep you on the edge of your seat from the first word to the last.Mark lives in Melbourne Australia and tries to keep to the Aussie lingo and customs. His only gripe is he never has enough time to feed the writing enthusiasm inside him.Mark lives in the picturesque region of the Mornington Peninsula, a full one hour drive from Melbourne.He has been married to his wonderful patient wife for over thirty years. He has four adult children and two grand children. Everywhere he looks there is a story waiting to be told.Contact Mark to leave a comment about one of his books or just to say gidday, (hi) he would love to hear from you.email: mark_stewart777@hotmail.comAll reviews are gratefully accepted.To all the readers who follow Mark's work. Thank you.

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      Legendary Blue Diamond Three - Mark Stewart

      LEGENDARY BLUE DIAMOND

      THREE

      Mark Stewart

      Copyright ©: 2014 Legendary blue diamond three: Mark Stewart. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the author. This story is fictitious and a product of the author’s imagination. Resemblance to any actual person living or dead is purely coincidental.

      ISBN: 9781311285331

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      This eBook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This eBook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of the author.

      Edited Rosemary Cantala

      All reviews gratefully accepted.

      My novels are based on the Australian culture. Some of the spelling is Australian and Australian slang. The full list of words and phrases are on the last page. Thanks for your understanding.

      Other novels Mark Stewart has written

      Crime

      Fire games

      Heart of a spider

      I know your secret

      Kiss on the bridge

      Kiss on the bridge two

      Kiss on the bridge three

      The perfect gift

      Blood red rose (Vampire romance adventure)

      Blood red rose two

      Blood red rose three

      Legendary Blue Diamond

      Legendary blue diamond two

      Legendary blue diamond three

      Don’t Tell My Secret (series)

      201 May Street

      The Girl from Emerald Hill

      Ladies’ Club

      Mistress

      Book of secrets

      Planet X91 the beginning

      Planet X91 the new home

      Planet X91 the underwater cave

      Planet X91 the storm

      Planet X91 the drought

      Planet X91 the fire

      Planet X91 the plague

      Planet X91 the doorway to time

      Planet X91 the finale

      In this series

      Legendary Blue Diamond

      Legendary Blue Diamond two

      Legendary Blue diamond three

      LEGENDARY BLUE DIAMOND

      THREE

      CHAPTER ONE

      Australian autumn: 2014AD. Not far from a beachside suburb of Melbourne.

      PEYTON HAYES lifted her young naked body off her boyfriend Zac Forland. In the glow of the rising full moon seeping through the open upstairs bedroom window, she walked quietly across the thick carpeted floor. Pushing her ear against the locked door, Peyton listened for the noise that woke her. She giggled at hearing muffled laughing coming from the bedroom at the end of the hallway.

      What are you up to? When I woke, I discovered you weren’t in the bed. Zac pulled the sheet away to show off the fact he looked ready to make love again.

      Peyton raised a finger to her lips. She displayed a scolded look.

      Zac slipped off the dark blue silk sheet, making his six-foot frame walk across the room. He swiped a cigarette from off the computer table. Placing it in his mouth he lit the end and sucked in the smoke. He placed the cigarette in the ash tray and stepped over, pushing his manhood against Peyton’s thigh while simultaneously slipping his arm around her waist. He immediately kissed her shoulder, collar bone then her left ear.

      Your parents are home early from the restaurant. They’re doing what we did earlier, Peyton said.

      Twice, corrected Zac. He shifted his lips and began kissing her neck. He made a point of lifting his hand so he could take hold of her breast. I think we should try for a third time.

      Your parents are no more than six metres away. I don’t think so.

      Zac flashed Peyton a mischievous expression. I love to live on the wild side.

      I don’t.

      Trust me they won’t care.

      Peyton squared herself to Zac. She kissed him on the cheek. Well, I do.

      Can I entice you back into bed if I said happy eighteenth birthday? whispered Zac.

      You’re early. I’m eighteen in four days.

      I couldn’t wait another four days. Making love to you felt wonderful.

      I have to admit, I enjoyed my early birthday present. Peyton wrapped her arms around Zac. She instinctively buried her fingers in his short dark fashionable haircut.

      What about the round three I mentioned?

      No! Your parents left us in charge of looking after your ten-year-old brother. If they discover what really went on when they weren’t home, I’ll be banned from this house. If it happens, we’ll never know if you’re capable of three times in one night, stated Peyton.

      I’ve known you for three years. From the moment, I saw you on my first day at the school I’ve wanted to make love to you, said Zac.

      Now you have, whispered Peyton.

      After I get a job and save some money, I’m going to ask you to marry me.

      We have to finish the last six months of school first.

      It’s a mere formality. I have tried waiting until the last day of school before I told you, my secret. However, I can’t wait any longer. I’ve already snagged a job at the tax office.

      Congratulations. Peyton removed his hand from her breast. I’m impressed by your eagerness to find work.

      I want to earn the big bucks sooner than later. I have big plans for us. The minute I step inside the building I’m going to start climbing the corporate ladder. They’ll be amazed at how fast I got to the top.

      I can only imagine how you’ll go about pushing your way past the other workers.

      What about you? Zac asked.

      I’m still sending out my resume. I’ve heard back from a couple of prospects. They sound promising, announced Peyton.

      Good.

      Peyton’s eyes sparkled. She raised her eyebrows.

      What’s the look for?

      I have a secret too.

      Don’t keep me in suspense, tell me.

      I have an interview next week at Bridgeway lawyers. The building’s right in the middle of Melbourne. If I land the job, we might be able to have lunch together most days.

      Well done. I hope the interview is enjoyable. Snagging a job or not it really doesn’t matter. When I’m a fully-fledged tax accountant I’ll make enough money for us both.

      I take it you want me in the kitchen, barefoot and pregnant?

      Of course not. What I’m trying to say is; you don’t have to worry if you can’t land a job. Come what may I will still love you.

      If you love me, help find my clothes. I have to go before your parents enter the room and see us naked.

      The room’s locked, moaned Zac.

      Peyton displayed an agitated stare. She dismissed his comment for an off the cuff three-word statement. Zac iced the comment by flashing a caring smile. He playfully tickled her earlobe. He then searched the room.

      The last item of clothing to be found was Peyton’s pink button up shirt. She discovered it between the sheets at the foot of the bed.

      I’ll see you at school in the morning, advised Zac. He opened the door a tad and made sure the hallway was clear. Confidently he stepped out of the room. After making sure his parents were still busy in the main bedroom behind a closed door, he beckoned Peyton.

      Thick dark green carpet on the spiraling staircase easily masked any noise the pair made. Peyton’s right hand caressed the highly polished balustrade as she descended carefully down to the front door. The sensor lights came on when her foot touched the first step.

      At the entrance to the house, the solid marble flooring sparkled in the LED down-lights. Zac opened the solid wooden door. He was mindful of the metre-tall bronze statue behind the door didn’t topple over. His mother won second prize for sculpturing it twenty years earlier.

      Peyton walked into the lounge and swiped her coat from off the back of the antique chair that was in front of the large flat screen TV bolted to the wall. The old black and white movie playing looked boring.

      At the front door, Peyton kissed Zac and stepped outside into the fresh air. Goosebumps erupted on her arms. Walking off, she looked over her shoulder. Zac always stood at the entrance to the house watching until he couldn’t see her anymore.

      Peyton hid behind a large tree growing close to the road on the east side of the property. After counting to five, she returned to the house. She spied Zac still looking for her. Peyton blew him a kiss and ran off down the road.

      CHAPTER TWO

      AT SCHOOL the next morning Peyton and Zac were eyeballing each other at the lockers. Countless teenagers were swarming the corridor. The school bus arrived as the bell sounded. The late students were in a frenzy trying to grab their books and get to class before they were caught by a teacher.

      Zac slipped his hand behind Peyton’s head. He leaned in for a kiss. She did the same. They didn’t know the principal of the school stood watching them from his office doorway.

      Wooten timed his interruption to perfection. I want you two to get to your classroom.

      Peyton peeled herself away from Zac. She pushed past principal Wooten, glancing at him through deep blue eyes. She entered the closest room, leaving Zac to create an excuse of why they were about to kiss. Peyton grinned at the clumsiness of her boyfriend.

      What have you got to say for yourself? questioned Wooten, stepping up to Zac.

      I thought I might get to know Peyton a little more.

      You will receive an hour’s detention if you haven’t found your room and a seat in ten seconds.

      Boasting a cold heartless stare, Zac walked past Wooten. They had rubbed shoulders more than once over trivial matters. The first time they spoke happened on his second day at another school four years ago. He’d slept in. Principal Wooten bailed him up as he stepped into the main building. Wooten wagged his finger under Zac’s nose threatening to expel him, just like the last couple of principals did at two different schools across the state of Victoria. Six months remained in the school year. Wooten will be out of his hair for good.

      Zac shouldered the closest door. Fifteen pairs of eyes watched him enter the room. He sat in the last row adjacent to Peyton. Several of the girls giggled at his antics. They were instantly silenced the moment Wooten stepped into the room.

      Standing in the exact center of the blackboard, Wooten glared at each student in turn. He snarled in delight at the news he was about to share.

      Class, I’m taking over this subject for today. Your usual teacher is absent. I’m personally setting you an assignment I’m positive will do more than tickle your fancy.

      Peyton called out. Do you think it’s a good idea? When our regular teacher returns, she’ll be upset at knowing we’ve been given extra work.

      Wooten straightened his black suit and tie, looking down his nose at Peyton. I don’t care what Miss Griffin thinks. I’m the principal of this school. I say what goes on.

      The students, including Zac and Peyton, remained quiet as they kept a close watch on Wooten from the moment, he turned his back on them. In large bold letters, he commenced writing the assignment. When he finished, he stared at the students.

      You will follow the words on the blackboard to the letter. Do I make myself clear Miss Peyton Hayes?

      Perfectly, she answered, sinking deeper into her chair.

      Good. Wooten gazed around the room at the students. Now I have given you ample time to read the board the most important part of the assignment is as follows. I expect you all to work in pairs. This is a team effort. To make myself crystal clear you will pair off.

      Do we have to? asked a fair-haired lad, sitting in the last row.

      Yes. Each team of two will be pigeon pairs. Zac Forland, to explain to you further, each pair will have one girl and one boy. Girls, you have ten seconds to decide who will be your work partner. If you fail to choose someone, I will nominate a boy for you.

      Why do we have to work in pairs? asked Peyton.

      I have an underlying agenda. I want to finish writing my Masters degree by exposing why male and female teenagers can’t finish a basic assignment together in harmony. For example, when you are drawn together and placed in a private place neither of you will keep the temporary relationship business like; I don’t have to explain to you the personal side.

      The girls in the class giggled. The boys chuckled knowing the man standing in front of the blackboard, was more than likely correct.

      Wooten clapped his hands together. An instant hush descended on the class.

      The time has come for the girls to change seats.

      Everybody in the room heard banging and scraping of chairs across the wooden floor when eight girls stood in unison. Each one eyeballed the boys as they walked around the room trying to decide. Peyton missed out on sitting next to Zac by only a few seconds. The girl who beat her to the seat smirked. The last boy was Tom Granger; a quiet student who had few friends. The long mouse colored hair, tall, rake thin lad, chose to remain by himself at lunch and always walked home alone. On several occasions, Peyton struck up a conversation. Tom explained he felt the happiest when he didn’t talk to anyone.

      Wooten enthusiastically studied the pairs. He seemed satisfied until he discovered Zac and Peyton weren’t together. He pointed at Olivia Polska sitting next to Zac.

      Swap with Peyton Hayes, he ordered.

      Why should I? questioned Olivia.

      I have the authority to change what I like in this school. If you don’t change seats, you will automatically fail the subject. I want you and Tom Granger to be partners. Don’t look at me like I’m from the last century either. You have five seconds to get off the seat you’re in and sit next to Tom Granger.

      Olivia Polska was in the top ten percent of the most popular girls in the school. Monday morning everybody waited to see what new color hair or style will be the trend for the week. This week she dyed her long blonde hair a sharp grey. Her parents never hid the fact they were rich. They splashed their money around like there was no tomorrow.

      The reason I want Peyton and Zac to pair off, I’m more than interested in how they will study together. If their work isn’t in on time or up to my satisfaction, I’ll expel them both, advised Wooten.

      Zac pushed his hand into the air.

      What’s your question?

      It’s a little drastic.

      I can do what I like. Don’t forget it.

      Why pin your attention on me?

      "I want you out of my school. You’re a trouble maker. Your future prospects are a tad on the dull side. Take it from someone who knows, I predict you will live on the wrong side of the tracks. By the time you celebrate your thirtieth birthday you will be in prison. As for the remainder of the

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