Bellatrix Lestrange Necklace Novels & Stories

They could almost hear their united thought: how could a young woman they didn't even know stop a war that happened for more than ten years? Chloe sighed and turned around to point her thumb at the insignia of the Krystalline Palace's recognition of the Blood Star on the back of her robe. "I am the 27th Blood Star, Bellatrix of Orion," she announced. "Daughter of a Pure Blood, a member of the Rein Tribe." The Earth Krysts gasped, including the elder, and bowed their heads lower with their hands formed in the reverence of the Blood Star. "It seems they were knowledgeable of the Blood Star," Jucel noticed which made the Lady Terra smile.

I accepted it without opening it. The box was so light I did not need to open it to know it was not the necklace he had studied so carefully. When I left the study, a crowd had already gathered downstairs. Bella stood at the center of it, the emerald necklace shining at her throat. Under the lights, the stones were almost painful to look at. Someone smiled. "Bella looks like the princess of the Valtieri family." Bella blushed and looked at me. "Iris, what did you get?"

Heat crawled up my throat and locked there, turning every breath shallow. For one wild second, I forgot how to move, forgot how to think, forgot that Beth Lancaster thrived on watching other people crack. All I could hear was the rush of blood in my ears and the echo of Luna Lea’s words. The crescent moon necklace. Ty’s necklace. Mine.

For your… compliance. A delivery arrived that afternoon, a long, heavy box. Inside, nestled in black satin, was a necklace. But it was unlike any jewelry she’d ever seen. It was a collar, but an exquisite one. Solid platinum, intricately wrought with delicate, thorn-like patterns. At the front, where a pendant would be, was a flawless, teardrop-shaped black diamond. It was breathtakingly beautiful and unmistakably what it was: a slave’s collar, rendered in priceless materials. There was no lock; it was a seamless, permanent-looking circle. A note card rested on top: A more suitable symbol for your current value. Wear it tonight, and always. The old one is retired.

Everyone instantly fell silent and stared. That necklace was not fake? Luna was stunned. Her face was a mask of disbelief. “As for the amethyst on the necklace, it’s a perfect specimen. I have never seen such a perfect stone in my life. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that it’s priceless! This necklace is the real Luxuria!” Dennis’s voice reverberated through the room and practically echoed. Everyone in the room was delighted. Luna could not believe her ears.

Then I ordered fried chicken and a cold soda, ignoring everything the doctor told me. James walked over, snatched the food, and threw it away. "You know you had a bad stomach. Why are you still eating this stuff?" He pulled a small box from his bag and handed it to me. "Got you something. It took a lot of effort." Inside was a bracelet. Rare. Expensive. Probably worth over 10 million dollars. He was not lying. This kind of piece was difficult to get. He must have pulled every string he had. If he had given it to me before we got married, I would have jumped into his arms.

With great tenderness, the beautiful woman caressed Bella's face. "Mary, bring the box over here," she ordered her accompanying maid. Mary approached. Once between Luna Grace and Bella, the maid bent down and opened the lid of the box in her hand. Bella held her breath when she saw the object inside. A gold necklace studded with green stones glittered in the crystal chandelier from the ceiling. Luna Grace ignored Bella's stare and immediately took the necklace, then unlatched it.

she smiled washing away the scattered files of herself in her brain. “Luan” Nathaniel stood up looking at his Priestess “Can you still all call me Stella?” she asked “Just until I process everything” “My apologies,” Nathaniel said “Stella, Aelius wants you to have this” he gave her a necklace. It is made of a black cord and moonstone as a pendant. Stella looks at it, as she observes it more, she notices a blue hint inside of it. “He said, this is to remind you that he is always near”

Did she really manage to steal it? “Look here,” Sir Casior muttered. His eyes were fixed into one corner of the hallway leading to the exit. I scampered to my feet to see what Sir Casior was looking at so intensely on the ground. As soon as I saw it, my heart went wild. It was Dahlia’s necklace – the one with a dark violet amethyst stone in the shape of a tear drop which I had first presented to her on the engagement party at Talandor. It was snapped cleanly in two at the very center of the stone…

"You're my woman, dress you up a bit nicer so that I won't be embarrassed!" Mr. Marcus whispered in her ear with a wicked tone, and then pushed her away, saying, "Miss Jessica, let's go!" Jessica lowered her head to look at the necklace on her chest. Her heart skipped a beat once again. It wasn't her imagination - this necklace was a limited-edition treasure from Noblefull Group called Angel's Tears.