Alice Twilight Necklace Novels & Stories

The guard opened the box carefully and silver flashed beneath the overhead lights. The necklace, Damon’s mother’s necklace. A collective gasp ripped through the room. Mira’s eyes widened so dramatically I almost would have laughed under different circumstances, Kade swore quietly and Bram looked physically ill. Alina stared at the necklace like reality itself had shattered in front of her. Her face drained completely of color as she took a stumbling step backward. “Impossible,” she shouted.

Her eyes lock onto mine, and I plead with her silently, hoping for a glimmer of compassion. In her hand, she grasps the blood drop necklace that Denzel once used to imprison me. My heart sinks. "No, Alison," I whisper, shaking my head. She approaches me, her expression unreadable. The necklace glints in her hand, its familiar menace stirring dread within me. With calculated precision, Alison crosses the necklace around my neck, securing it with a soft click. The cold metal settles against my skin, a constant reminder of Denzel's control. I'm trapped. The necklace's magic ensures that only the wearer can remove it. I'm doomed.

I let out the breath I was holding. "What is that?" I asked curiously as he didn't say anything at first. "When I first learned of your heritage, I went to see our pack Oracle. She told me about your Aunt Liza and how she had a protection spell placed on the pack lands while they waited for Lanie to find her mate so she could take over running the pack. While she was explaining this to me, she had a vision of a necklace that my Aunt used to wear before she died. My Aunt's wolf was killed when she was young, trying to save her from a rogue attack. She was close with Laura and Liza, so their Aunt, the Bennet Wolf at the time, made her this amulet. It is made from Ruby and Emerald forged in fir

He was everywhere and nowhere at once. On the fourth day, I finished my work at the pack house and walked through the common lounge toward the exit. A group of mid-ranking pack members lounged on the sofas, phones in hand, voices low but not low enough. “Do you see Scarlett’s post? Look at that necklace—pure platinum with that sapphire. She’s wearing it everywhere now.” Another voice laughed. “Yeah, and that hand in the background? That’s definitely Alpha Alexander’s watch. Same black leather strap.”

I turned around, searching for a spot where I had noticed something sparkling in the corner. I made my way to the bed and pulled out the necklace. "Yes, that's mine" I handed it over to her but ended up stubling into the sheet. Just a few inches away from me was a red stain and….a white particles.. I sat up in horror, my gaze shifting to Lady Gina who was busy wearing her necklace… That. Monster… I couldn't bring myself to ask her any further question, she was already aware of this… "Get out of here while you still can. If the Alpha gets use to having you around, it would be more difficult to leave "

A chain with a half-heart of fine polished wood dangling beside a silver charm, glinting under the sun. Her breath hitched… That necklace… Her pulse thundered, freezing her in place. Could it be…? Anana’s voice came loud and trembling. “Why… Why do you have that necklace?!” Aliyah froze, eyes narrowing. “I owe you no answer.” Anana’s hands moved, pulling her own necklace out from under her war outfit. The polished wooden half glinted in the light. Aliyah froze, her fists lowering unconsciously. “Where… where did you get that?” she whispered.

"This woman used witchcraft to cheat. Arrest her, cancel all her scores, and ban her from the Trials forever." The guards moved toward me, but I sidestepped. "That's just a regular necklace with no witchcraft on it. With this many cameras rolling, you really want to arrest someone without evidence? Think about what that does to the pack's reputation." The Alpha frowned and called in a witchcraft inspector to examine the necklace. The verdict came back clean: an ordinary piece of jewelry with no magic whatsoever. Vivienne went pale. "That's impossible. I saw it with my own—"

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Maybe it was a chill from her cold heart. Thalia rubbed the crystal necklace in a comforting manner. It was a beautiful aventurine necklace her mother had given her before she passed. The necklace was one of the most beautiful possessions she owned. The aventurine exuded an ethereal glow. Its polished surface shimmered with hues of vibrant green. The pretty green hues of the crystal resonated with her heart, reminding her of the boundless beauty of nature.

She looked at Elaina, who was staring at the necklace. “The thing is,” Kaeleigh said watching Elaina carefully, “I was shocked about the chains being silver because I was led to believe that silver burned werewolves,” Elaina looked up at Kaeleigh and I could see a sheen of tears in her eyes. “You gave me this necklace,” Kaeleigh said. “You said it was my mothers, and you said it was white gold.” Kaeleigh looked between Jeremy and Elaina again. I could tell from their looks that they both knew the significance of the necklace. Kaeleigh held the necklace out to Jeremy and he just looked at it.