Anakin Skywalker Necklace Novels & Stories

he said. Oh, I had noticed the necklace, yes, it was silver with a heart pendant. Annie wouldn't accept taking it off, even when she had to take a shower. “My Dad said I can’t take off this necklace under any circumstances,” she vehemently refused. I just thought it was another one of those silly Dad-daughter secrets between her and Jason, I didn't know it was a tracker. “I understand it and I appreciate your care, but maybe there must be a glitch in the device. Because I'm sure Annie is at home right now with Graham,” I said, but of course, I'd already called Graham just to check.

Is there something I need to know about her? “The day I brought Lyra unconscious, I noticed how you stared at her, especially her not-so-fanciful neckpiece…” She sighed, her shoulder dropping. “The necklace is a replica of an ancient piece belonging to the direct descendants of the moon goddess. But, I'm not sure yet. Time would tell I still got to make some findings.” “If she is what I think she is, then your days with this plague will soon be over,” She said. “What !” I felt a pang in my chest.

She then lifts her hand to a necklace around her neck and asks, “Is Annalise wearing a necklace?” “I think so. What type?” “It is of a wolf howling at the moon. Does she still wear it?” “I think so. What about it?” “Alpha Remington Senior used to give one of those necklaces to every female that turned 18 within the pack. It was his gift to them.” She held up hers for him to see.

“But before I go, I want to give this to you, Racheal.” Annie Blackwood handed over a small box to me, and I took it from her, then opened it. The box contained a necklace, it had a precious stone on it, and it looked familiar. I gasped on realizing what it was. “This… this is from—" “Yes, my Luna’s scepter.” She confirmed, “I have always wanted to give it to my daughter if I ever had one, and now I do.” She smiled tearfully. “But… but, I can’t accept it.”

I just don't think he should give up like that because somebody wants him to," he said. His voice sounded strangely guilty, and I gave him a suspicious look. He dodged more shyly: "I'll get you a glass of water." With that he quickly left the place. And I kept my eyes on the camera. Antoninus is still standing by the window. His hands were propped up on the windowsill, his wrists shining. A necklace of sapphire pendants was wrapped around his wrist. This is the necklace he bought me, and now he's using it as a bracelet. It's kind of fitting, though. I suddenly realized that I had never bought him a present...

That made me smile. As an official christmas gift from Antonio I got a necklace, ring and earrings specially made for me. They were beautiful but their beauty is not the most important. They have a tracking device inside if I should somehow end up missing, or worse, abducted. They were made of titanium with a beautiful sapphire shaped like a teardrop. Antonio got an expensive notebook bound in leather and a high-end pen from me.

The moment Theo found out Anathea liked meteor showers, he had Rory rush out to find this meteor-shaped necklace. "Do you like it?" he asked hopefully. Anathea looked down at the necklace, a shimmering band like a river of stars, and nodded gently. "Yeah." "Let me put it on you…" But she took a half-step back, smiling as she refused, "No need for that. I don't usually wear expensive jewelry." "Is it that you don't wear jewelry much, or that you don't want to accept a gift from me?" Theo asked.

I closed my eyes as he traced his finger along my collarbone. I felt him put a necklace around my neck and I touched it, slowly opening my eyes. I looked down, admiring it. It was a simple gold chain with a small diamond pendant, upon closer inspection I realized his initials were graven into the pendant. A&A for ANTONIO & ANASTELA .

"But strength isn't enough to stop what's coming." "What are you talking about?" I demanded, moving ahead despite the coolness in the air. "Did you use me? My family, my pack—this jewelry was never about balance, right?" Rena smiled wider. Oh, Kyara. Balance is such a quaint concept. The Ancient One is not a saint, and neither am I. This necklace is a symbol of strength, yet it was never intended to promote peace. It was intended to tip the scales, breaking the cycle of order and chaos. You are both its bearer and its weapon.