Annie Locket Novels & Stories

The wooden boxes fell into her lap. For a moment, Miss Lena closed her eyes, trying to imagine her son’s face — his dimples when he smiled, the softness in his cheeks — something pure and worth protecting. She pressed a shaky finger against the first box’s tiny latch and opened it. Inside was a delicate love locket — a small, shimmering piece made of pure gold, its surface engraved with two intertwined roses. The metal seemed alive under her touch, a rich, warm glow threatening to illuminate the dim corner of the room.

I scream however I'm all alone, there's no one else to save me from the darkness that was slowly engulfing me completely. I wake up with a jump, my breathing was labored and I was sweating with the sheet completely soaked in sweat, these nightmares tormented me every night, I no longer knew what to do, I walked to the balcony of my room and leaned there, watching the stars, they always calmed me down on my worst nights, these terrible dreams always brought me the worst memories I've ever lived in my entire life, when I was sixteen I met the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, my father King Richard had decided to give a welcome ball for the King of Russia, Louise was in a red dress with a g

"That's not even up for questioning girl. You know him. You saw me kill him. Our entire empire with be in jeopardized if I let you walk out of here alive." "So are you or not going to kill me then?" "I can't kill you, but I can give you this: stay here; stay here with Marcello; by his side." "What?" "I don't know or care what he'll make of you: girlfriend, concubine, wife or whatever! Just stay here and you'll be safe and alive." Serena pulled of her hoodie and threw it across the room, exposing her snake tattooed cover arms. A vibrant green viper circled across her wrist. From a far one would think it was a bravely but no! It was her most precious permanent inking.

Once it was clipped, I touched it and smiled. “I'm never taking this off.” The more I stared at the heart-shaped locket, a thought crossed my mind. “How much did you spend on this? Is this real gold?” I saw him scratch his neck with a nervous smile. “Anthony?” “Okay… That's a five thousand karat gold locket.” “Anthony?! That's fucking expensive!” “Did you expect me to buy you a cheap gift?” I glared at him for a second before rolling my eyes. “Well, you're lucky I love it. Thank you anyway.”

Of course it was a natural reaction given how nervous Nancy looked before she gave the locket. Nancy broke out in cold sweat and Autumn could not understand why. "This is a very special locket. It belongs to a child, thriteen to furteen years old I think, her name is Perry. I promised your brother that if I found you, I will give this to you, it was important that Donald doesn't get his hands on this locket is what he told me." Even after handing the pendant to Autumn, Nancy was still anxious, Autumn wondered how important the locket was to make Nancy this worked up. Autumn held it in her hand and smiled. "A lot of people there owe him for helping us escape, but he always chose to remain, we

Garaine pouted, pulling the hem of the sleeves of the jacket. "Sorry? Are you talking about sorry?" Lucia yelled. "What if that stranger were really a bad person and did something terrible to you? Have you really lost your mind? And how could you even forget that the locket has a tracker? We put on the matching lockets with trackers on it so that we can know about each other's whereabouts even if we aren't together."

Dangling from it was a delicate locket. It was the locket Quentin had promised me. A simple star-shaped locket. "You mean this one?" she asked sweetly. "Quentin gave it to me as an anklet. Pretty, isn't it?" Her smug smile blurred at the edges as my vision wavered. My baby was gone. My husband didn't love me. All I wanted was a locket. Just a small blessing I could bury with my baby who never had the chance to be born… Just that. Only that…

And that’s when I felt it. A hard, sharp structure pressing back through the fabric. Not flesh. Not bone. Metal. I froze. My hand lingered, palm curving instinctively around it. My heart stuttered. My gut twisted. Slowly, I pressed firmer, shaping the outline with my touch. Cold realisation flooded me. A locket. My locket. The one I’d been searching for all day. The one Jimmie had looked me in the eye this morning and said he hadn’t seen. The one he promised to help me look for.

I whispered in a tear-choked voice. "In not a white wolf Athena, and you know that. I'm a type of greyhound wolf. We might be fast and our sight keen and we might be strong but the white wolves are stronger. You are royalty and I cannot take from you what isn't mine " she said which confused me a bit "What do you mean?" I asked confused. She reached into her shirt and pulled out a diamond locket. It was a white crystal. "Is that...is that a moonstone?" I asked surprised to see one. I had only ever heard of them

What I found inside took my breath away. There, nestled in the box, was a gold necklace. It looked like a locket, and it was my absolute favorite. I had always talked about wanting a gold locket when I was younger. My fingers trembled as I gently pulled the delicate chain out of the box. The locket was stunning—its shine was dazzling! It wasn’t the dark gold I didn’t like but a beautiful, lighter 14k gold that I adored. The length was perfect, and hanging at the bottom was a small gold locket charm, about the size of a quarter. The charm featured a beautiful design with a detailed pattern and a charming anchor at its heart. A small, vibrant green stone added a touch of color. It was a piece