Anakin Skywalker Necklace Novels & Stories

I said to her sadly. “Are you helping or not?” She questioned me. “What do you want?” “I have a question. That’s necklace you gave me and Ashina. Do you have Ashina’s?” I gave both of them a necklace when they were little, but the necklace had a more powerful meaning and hidden power. Only a true sorcerer can awaken its full potential. “Yes, I do.” I replied her. “Are there more of it? Or it's just two?” Dacaiana seemed so interested in this necklace.

Then he looked at it and asked in surprise, "What's this?" Then he picked it up. Anne looked up at him in confusion. He held a platinum necklace from which hung a metal pendant. She didn't know what it was. Lucas muttered, "Isn't this Young Master's? He left it behind when he was locked up last night..." Anne's eyes twinkled. It turned out to be the little boy's stuff! Lucas smiled and looked at Anne. "Do you like Young Master?" "Yes!" Anne didn't want to talk to him, but since he mentioned the little boy, she thought she should answer him. She liked the little boy. He was very kind to her.

“This is no ordinary ornament, Jaiyana. This necklace… carries a power, a responsibility. And I believe the time has come for it to rest with you.” Jaiyana’s eyes widened in disbelief as Padma released the clasp and, with a reverent delicacy, handed her the necklace. Jaiyana looked at the necklace with new eyes. The pendant gleamed with a light of its own, a soft, molten gold at its core that seemed to pulse with a hidden fire. Tiny flecks of crimson and emerald shimmered within it, as though fragments of sunlight and forest had been captured in crystalline form. The chain was delicate yet strong, woven with an artistry that whispered of centuries of careful guardianship.

Let them be safe, please. Ainar clenched his fists. In his hand is the necklace he gave Gavin. Nicholas handed it to him earlier, when they went back to the hall. He stared at the once cold metal, now warm in his hand—too warm, but far from the warmth Gavin always seemed to emanate. He brought his hand up, unclasping the metal to put it around his neck instead. The little wolf pendant he carved with utmost care falling right on the space between his clavicle.