Agatha Harkness Necklace Novels & Stories

A smile surfaced on her face when Blythe lifted her gaze and their eyes met right away, looking like she had something to say but not asking away. "You've got a nice necklace, huh..." Both of their eyes flew directly on her necklace which was peeking through her deep Vneck shirt. It's a silver plated necklace that comes with a kind of weird pendant like a lovely silver flower when it's closed, particularly an unbloomed rose engraved with red and blue stones in each of its petals. But when you pull the tiny trigger on its tip, it will eventually form a little dagger with wings on its handle.

I said, crudely crossing my arms and keeping calm. She sighed once more and left. I returned to the file and flipped through it, killing time until the irritating woman returned. “Here,” the secretary said and handed me a small brown paper packet. I squeezed it between my fingers before opening it. Something was inside. When I lifted the envelope lip, I looked and found a pendant and a ring. They weren’t particularly special-looking, but they were both made of gold and delicate. The charm on the necklace featured a red stone in the center and a beautifully detailed engraving of the letter “R” on the back, while the ring had a small matching “R,” but more akin to a crest. I didn’t understand

“Let’s go and sit by the fire, would you like anything else to drink?” She shook her head, and took one of the soft chairs. I came and sat opposite her taking a deep breath. “Thea, Atlas mentioned that you wear a necklace of sorts. Are you happy for me to see it?” She looked confused but lifted it from under the neckline of her dress. As soon as I saw it, I could not help but gasp. It was so similar to the one I had given Atlas. The same strange braid, but a slightly different looking pendant. “Have you ever taken it off?” “I was abandoned with it on…and well, no. I have never taken it off.”

Ella asked in surprise. “Just close your eyes for a moment, Ella. Can’t you do that for me?” Alpha Gabriel requested. “Okay. I will close it for a while, but don’t be mischievous because I am already petrified in the forest, and if you are going to play a prank, then I might lose my life due to fear.” She said this as she closed her eyes. Alpha Gabriel placed the necklace around her neck and locked it from the back. The necklace had a lock as it was made of ninety percent diamond. It might be worth a million dollars.

Alanna clicked on the photo. She didn't look at Hades. Instead, she looked at the necklace around Melanie's neck. The pendant was carved out of a pink crystal to resemble the shape of a lisianthus. Alanna also used to have a lisianthus necklace. Hades had given it to her. It was the only thing he had left for her back then. But Garrett had smashed that necklace a long time ago. She remembered coming home from school one day to see her mother covered in wounds. The house was a mess, and she saw her necklace in pieces.

She raised her brows when she heard what he said. “Hmmph? How about the necklace?” she asked. Ara wanted to know where Divine saw the necklace because, from the time she woke up from the accident and occupied the body of Arrianne, she never saw Harvey wearing it. Based on her father’s narration of the past event, it was her Uncle Domeng who discovered the necklace after he checked Harvey’s belongings after his death. Then right now, the necklace might be secretly hidden somewhere, where only known to Harvey. Or maybe it was hidden in the safe box.

Tokens that would prove in broad daylight that I had been wronged and that I was back for reckoning. I wrote down the pearl necklace first. My hands did not shake when I wrote those two words. That necklace had once rested at my mother’s neck; it had been more than jewelry. It had been history. Agatha had stolen it and paraded it like a prize. I remembered the moment of its taking only as a cold that rushed up my spine, like someone leaning in too close to speak a lie. I could not remember the hands, the face. Yet the necklace existed, and somewhere Agatha wore it like a trophy. I would have it returned and I would make the name of the thief burn.

It was the first time all night Volkov seemed a little flustered. "You want to play games, Volkov." Draven walked toward the door, Joshua and six men falling into formation around him without being told. "I am in." He ended the call. --- The necklace. The thought hit him in the elevator going down with the force of something obvious that should have arrived sooner. The ruby and black diamond pendant is custom-made. It was sent to her penthouse the first night. The one she wore to the gala and the yacht and every event since without ever acknowledging what it meant that she kept putting it on.

When Gilly finally opened the small chest, her hands trembled slightly. The sight before her made her breath catch. Inside the box lay a beautiful necklace with a heart-shaped pendant that glowed softly under the light of her lamp. The stone was deep blue, smooth, and sparkled like the night sky. It looked like sapphire, and she could not help but wonder how Jack could afford something so fine.

“I do need to tell you something, about this necklace and... some other things.” “Do you recognize this necklace?” she asked. Uncle Murphy nodded again, his gaze deepening. Annabelle’s heart began to race. She sensed that what Uncle Murphy was about to reveal was far from ordinary. Just then, Kendrick stood up and suggested he go out for some fruit, but Uncle Murphy gestured for him to stay, signaling that it was fine. Kendrick sat back down. Uncle Murphy began, “Over twenty years ago, Gauge’s mother designed a necklace that was identical to yours. She loved it, so I had one made by a craftsman and gave it to her for her birthday. It was the only one like it…”