Bellatrix Lestrange Necklace Novels & Stories

Ward hesitated, then said: “I saw your necklace before it went missing. The one they left outside.” Lena touched her bare neck instinctively. “It was my mother’s.” Mrs. Ward nodded slowly. “Look closely at the pendant.” Alexander retrieved it from the cloth and handed it to Lena. Her breath stopped. The pendant wasn’t just a design. It wasn’t just a decoration. It was the same circle she’d just seen burned onto the cloth. Broken in half. “W-What is this?” Lena whispered, voice cracking.

asks Charlotte, her voice dripping innocence. "This beautiful necklace. Isn't it lovely?" She lifts her chin, touching the collar at her neck, displaying Richard's gift. It is indeed very lovely. In silver and emeralds to complement her colouring, it is displayed to beautiful effect by Beth's hair, which she has piled up on her head in elaborate coils and curls to emphasise the long sweep of her neck. Michael reaches across, taking a closer look, and incidentally brushing his fingers over hers as he touches the piece.

I and Beth became friends, though Beth still bows and calls me Milady making me really uneasy but I have no choice but to let it since it is a costume done in this so luxurious place. “What is it?” I said as I look at myself. Beth slowly walks towards the boxes and takes a very beautiful necklace with a pendant of a star inside a circle and a chain design lace. It is long that if she will wear the necklace it will hang in her cleavage. “This Milady, this will be perfect. Your emerald necklace will not be a problem. And also, you need matching shoes, Milady.” Beth said making me turn to look at my reflection in the mirror and Beth put the necklace on my neck.

Lady Kestra brought down the calabash she had been holding over her head. In it was a necklace with a pendant that looked like a smooth round piece of white rock with black glassy zig-zag lines all around it. It certainly wasn't the most attractive pendant she had seen and she hadn't grown up with fancy things. So, that was saying something. Lady Kestra picked it up and without question, placed it around her neck. "You must keep it on you at all times." She stood up, then held out a hand to help Belladonna up.

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 immediately spoke in an intimidating manner, "Fine, search it. Who's afraid of whom?" After saying that, she opened her handbag. Inside lay a glowing diamond necklace. A large diamond pendant, dazzling and shining, its exquisite craftsmanship indicating it was a Bulgari brand. "My necklace!" Marisol Sterling exclaimed in delight, her eyes sparkling as she rushed over to hold the necklace. Lumi Hawthorne retreated several steps, muttering, "How is this possible? How is this possible? I clearly…" Her eyes landed on Lyra, and she shouted, "It's you, you're framing me!"

His head was thrown back in an almost audible laugh through the glass, a sound that had previously pleased me but now felt like a physical blow. Stella Huzon, his three-year mistress, gazed at him with adoration, her hand firmly resting on his arm. Jenny, her daughter, was standing behind her, grinning. Jenny wore a bracelet that reflected the light from the crystal chandeliers overhead. A magnificent diamond and platinum tennis bracelet. Angela had been begging Lanc for the identical bracelet for months. He'd told her it was too expensive, she was too young, and she didn't comprehend the value of things.

Bellatrix is my slave; my human mate and I wasn’t going to let her go. I’m aware of her position at Nexus Academy, gifted in the art of weaponry but now she was no longer that person. Collaring her solidified that there is no escaping, marked with my name and something else. Flashing the tiny remote in my hand, she reaches over to grab it but it’s futile with her height. “Give it.” She demands. Shivers of delight bleed into my veins at the venom in her eyes, the disdain. “This won’t stop me.” She emphasized, banging her bloody knuckles at the metal.

Here is a little photo as proof . She saw the photo . Iris's beautiful dress was dirty and torn a little . Emily noticed that she was wearing the white silver necklace. This necklace was made of a special kind of silver material which didn't burn the vampires instead deprives them of their powers . Sky's grandfather has ordered for them to be made for each member of the royal family , including himself and Emily's family in order to keep the power under control . Once one of them wears it they can't take it of themselves unless they have the white gold bracelet . Each of them had the set of necklace and bracelet but the bracelet of Iris was confiscated by her grandfather Charls since she alw

Leah, Stasia, and the entire assembly were about to confront their pasts, and the consequences of those revelations would be profound. The wedding hall fell into a hushed chaos as Madam Elara, the mysterious healer, confidently strode towards Leah. With a swift and deliberate motion, she tore the necklace from around Leah's neck. The piece of jewelry fell to the ground with a delicate chime, shattering the eerie stillness that had gripped the room. Leah gasped, her eyes widening in disbelief as the necklace she had worn for so long slipped through her fingers. She clutched at her bare neck, her voice trembling as she demanded, "What have you done?"