Annie Locket Novels & Stories

I say to him, more tears already starting, "I can't open it, I don't dare." "It will be a long night for Ricardo, we can't leave until you do," he smiles. I know I have to suck it up, and biting my lip, I slowly open the box. Inside, on a pink satin lining is a solid gold heart shaped locket, surrounded with lacy gold filigree, with eight small diamonds imbedded in it. I wince, trying so hard to retain control. When my shaking fingers lift it out, I read on the front, "Becky and Rob".

Lila didn't recognize the language at first, but a closer look revealed it to be a dialect of Old English, peppered with unfamiliar phrases. The locket, however, caught her attention immediately. It was oval-shaped, with intricate floral designs etched into its surface. Hesitantly, she opened it. Inside were two tiny portraits, one of a young woman with striking blue eyes and fiery red hair, and the other of a baby, its features too small to discern clearly.

Celine’s hands shook as she opened the tissue-wrapped bundle. She lifted a delicate silver locket from the paper, its surface engraved with a familiar pattern—an intricate swirl of leaves and vines. Her breath hitched in her throat, and her fingers traced the design. It was a locket she had lost long ago, a gift from her late mother, a token of love she thought was gone forever.

He looked into her eyes and said, “I did wonder why your bottom was sticking up in the air.” “Yes, well, my locket isn't under there,” Anna scowled, not the least bit amused, as she scanned the area where she was standing. “Yes.” She turned her attention to David as she said, “It must have fallen off the table and become lost in the carpet somewhere.” “Be careful where you step because I don't want it broken,” she warned him. “It was a present from Allen on my twenty-first birthday.”

Soon, they reached a stall that sells lockets and charms and Selene bought a couple lockets and then look at Anastasia. "Anna, will you be my friend? You are the first stranger that I met that didn't disdain me because I don't have a wolf, and you didn't even hesitate to help me out when I was facing Lady Aileen's ridicule, I really appreciate it so much so can you please grant me the honor of becoming your friend?" Anastasia was stunned before she nodded with a bright smile and let the princess wear the locket on her. The locket was brown in color, and it seems to light up upon being placed on her white wrist.

The magic within that locket was immensely powerful, not to be handled by a mere witch. It was the locket of doom, and only the most powerful witch of the century could unlock it on her 25th birthday. The incantations to unlock it were known to all, but anyone other than the chosen one who dared to use it would meet their demise. Everyone stayed away from it.

This empire. The underworld. I ran my thumb over the Abraha insignia. A golden emblazoned crow in mid-flight and twisted the ring so it lay against my palm. I hated the sight of it. The weight. The feel of it was even worse. Suddenly, a thought crossed my head at the resemblance of the black seal and my ring. A symbol that I failed to recognize but hazily suspected. The eerie eyes of an owl. Of course, she chose that over anything else. Sabrina, you cunning piece of shit.

"They’re just jealous. Nobody gets a private dinner with Josh Adeyemi unless they’re a 'happening babe' or a 'Big girl'" "It wasn't a dinner, Loveth. It was a... an intervention," I whispered back, my fingers gripping my pen. "Intervention!?" Loveth looked lost. "Intervention of what?" I didn't know if I could trust Loveth. I just kept quiet and tried to concentrate on what the lecturer was saying. But my thoughts were deep. How did the letter appear on my bed without the lock being broken? How did the photo get inside my locker? The metal door was still locked, and only I knew the four-digit code.

When the auctioneer introduced a heart-shaped locket from the 11th century, he immediately placed an astounding bid of five million dollars, stunning even the auctioneer. Eugene slowly stood to his feet, then turned to the crowd. "This heart-shaped locket is a present for my wife," he announced before puffing out his chest and following a staff member to the side to make payment. Then, after he received the item, he walked up to Jacklyn. He extended the locket out to her and looked lovingly into her eyes as he said, "Honey, I'll love you forever and always." Jacklyn resisted the urge to gag. She stood up and pretended to be very moved as she accepted the locket, saying, "Thank you, Gene. But

It was about time they paired up after both being mate-less for years. "This is from your parents. You're eighteen now." She says with a soft smile as I look down once again at the box. I was scared to open it, but I couldn’t help lifting the lid with trembling fingers. Inside is a beautiful diamond and white gold locket in the shape of a pawprint, the diamond the shape of a wolf. Next to it is a pair of stud earrings also in the shape of a wolf as well as a card that looked a little old from the years of being kept away for so long. Our dear Amberle,