Bellatrix Lestrange Necklace Novels & Stories

"Where is the necklace?" Fennigan walked up to his mother, placing a hand on her shoulder, but he gestured to Leela. That's what we need to talk about," he said. "It's not... on her anymore." Leela stepped forward nervously. She reached up and pulled the collar of her shirt aside. The emerald and moonstone gem, embedded seamlessly into her skin, pulsed with a soft, green light. The white star-flower tattoos on her collarbone seemed to shimmer in the garage lighting.

Wells. "Oh, my goddess," Dr. Wells exclaimed, looking at the sparkling silver necklace, unable to resist reaching out to touch it. "Be careful, it can harm you," I quickly warned him, "Anyone other than Haydn and me who touches this necklace will be burned." "That's a pity!" Dr. Wells withdrew his hand with regret. "My necklace and Bella's necklace are a pair, blessed by the Moon Goddess with magical powers," Haydn added. "So, Your Majesty, do you have the same talent?" Dr. Wells' interest was piqued again.

Bellamy roared and almost strangle Leilah out of anger but she paused to see the diamond necklace on Leilah's neck. "A diamond necklace? You most have stolen it from the Queen mother right?" Bellamy asked. "Not at all, it's not hers, Alpha Jake gifted it to me." Leilah answered. "Liar, he will never." Bellamy spat. "Maybe you can ask him, it's not a big deal but please I don't want noise makers now can you leave? I will actually prefer the sound of flies signing in my ears than your voice." Leilah said. "Don't think you win, because I promise you this, if I don't send you out of this pack and the palace and out of the princes life, change my name." Bellamy replied.

She was pushing through to admire the necklace, almost as though she had been waiting for it. ‘Look at it, Lyse! The Astrydian Lotus! It’s the flower that the magic was sourced from!’, Bella said in awe and excitement. ‘You know what it is?’, I asked. ‘Yes. It is of great significance that you wear it now.’, Bella said. ‘Why?’

“Thank you, Brian.” Cassian’s attention shifted instantly. “Who sent it?” She turned the box over in her hands. The ribbon bore a wax seal silver, elegant, and marked with two engraved letters: L.G. “Leo Gray,” she said quietly. Cassian’s jaw flexed. “Gray Industries?.” “The same.” Zara undid the ribbon and opened the box. Inside lay a necklace delicate but commanding. A fine platinum chain with a pendant shaped like a crescent, studded with tiny white diamonds that caught the morning light.

She opened it and gasped, bringing her right hand and placing it over her lips in awe. The silver necklace had a heart-shaped pendant with an emerald stone embedded in it, the same as the earrings. Ben had surprised her, she wasn't expecting him to go all length to get all these expensive stuff for her just for a gala night. 'I wonder what it is about,' Beatrice thought. Her heart fluttered staring at the clothes and accessories, but she immediately chided herself, saying it was all for the gala night. Beatrice's phone suddenly rang, and she saw the caller ID to be Camilla.

"Hello, my name is Easton. Can I buy you a drink?" "Celia. Sorry, I have to go." Easton said, "I have a gallery that's opening for the first show today. Do you have time?" I shook my head. "Thanks for the kind words, but I should get home." A message popped up on my phone and rang several times in a row. It was from Alex. "Boss, I found another Crescent design item! And it's a yellow diamond necklace that's never been displayed since the rumors of Crescent's passing. It's Moon&Stars!"

"Then let's begin." Lena steps forward. She carries in her hands an object I have not seen in a long time. The necklace of the second. A circle of braided leather, black, with a red stone set in it—a garnet, frozen blood. It is the symbol of power, authority, responsibility. Lena has worn it for twenty years. Before her, others. Before them, him.

The spotlight hit the piece they revealed—a necklace so beautiful it almost didn’t seem real. “This,” the auctioneer began, his voice full of admiration, “is the Celestial Grace, the late Queen Elizabeth’s most cherished necklace. Its centerpiece is a flawless red diamond, surrounded by smaller diamonds that shine like stars. It represents royalty and strength.” The entire room seemed to hold its breath. The necklace sparkled brilliantly, and I couldn’t take my eyes off it. It wasn’t just jewelry; it felt like a piece of history, something far beyond anything I’d ever seen.

she murmured, more to herself than to me. “I’ve already done it,” I said. My voice didn’t sound like mine. It sounded too steady. She came forward with the box Wesley had left earlier. She flipped it open without a word. Inside: a necklace like moonlight and stormlight braided together—diamonds and platinum, cold and glittering. It didn’t just match the dress. It ruled it. Angela stepped behind me, lifting it carefully. Her fingers brushed my neck, but it wasn’t that soft. There was something clenched in her jaw.