Booktok Necklace Novels & Stories

She used a lighter pink blush to keep the look fresh and finished it off with a deep pink colour lipstick and a warm nude lip-gloss. For jewellery, I went a bit over the top with the necklace. It was a gift from Rodrigo, when he gifted me this necklace, it hit home how rich he really was. He said it symbolized us, we were entwined like the necklace design. A Bulgari Serpenti Ocean Treasure Necklace. The platinum body of the necklace was designed as serpents intertwined body, sparkling with nearly 20 carats of diamonds. The front, mouth of the snake held the focal point, an exceptional 61.30 carat drop-shaped sapphire. Pairing it a with simple Starry Night Crystal Stud earring set.

Quickly, she bowed down to open the brown sack they hadn’t had time to open however, looking for something— anything—that would offer assistance her. The substance interior warmed her blood. Her pack contained nourishment, yes. A sandwich and a water bottle. But it too contained something else. Something that glimmered in the foot corner of the pack. So little, she’d nearly missed it. It was her necklace. The tree pendant her father had fashioned for her from immaculate silver was gloomy and secured in earth. Bitsy intentionally kept her intellect clear as she popped the cap off the water bottle and washed it off until it sparkled. At that point she refastened it around her neck. The metal w

Nix loved that she could buy stuff for her daughter. “Do these up like mine, you can ship them to my father,” Nix told her with a smile. Nikki smiled, then measured Sage. As they worked, Nix looked around, and as she did, the sense of being watched came over her again. When she looked this time, she was sure she had seen a man looking at her. Nix looked into the glass case, seeing a beautiful necklace that she wanted to get. It was silver, with a dragon entwined with what looked like a tree. It was amazing when Nikki finished measuring Sage. Nix told her she wanted to buy the necklace and what looked like wooden rings, with a thread of silver in them. The Celtic knots on it are called Nix. N

And for the first time since entering the room— He looked afraid of Roberto too. “The bond between you two has begun.” The room fell silent again. Roberto’s expression darkened instantly. “What bond?” The old doctor hesitated before speaking carefully. “The necklace does not choose randomly.” Another pulse of silver light burst through Elena’s body. She whimpered weakly against Roberto’s chest. Instinctively his hand moved to the back of her head. Protective. Possessive. The old man noticed. So did everyone else. His voice lowered. “It binds the wearer to the one it recognizes.”

I took it out of the box and flipped it open. In the first page, was a drawing of a woman, shedding tears that were red as people threw stones at her. Under the image was a small inscription that said, "Under the tears of a mother, there will be wrath that will be unleashed." Wrath? Tears? How was this related to me? I looked closely to the face of the woman and she looked quite familiar. Where did I see her before? I then flipped on the next page to see a bigger version of the necklace symbol. The strangest part of it was that it looked similar to the necklace I picked up from the cave only this time it was red.

“Um, in her file, there was a keepsake from her mother. I used to look at it. It was a necklace. It had a purple stone in it. But it wasn’t a normal stone. It glowed. It never stopped glowing.” “Glowed? Do you have the necklace?” I asked. “No, but I had looked it up, and it was something called Purple Atlantis…I think.” This got my attention. “Purple Atlantonite?” “Yeah. Yeah…that’s it.” She has that necklace with her. “You bought yourself some time,” I said. Then I looked at the guard. “Throw him in the basement and have someone come clean his mess.” Conrad looks at me. “Please, my kids are home.”

There was some sort of writing on the book’s cover, but I didn’t understand whatever language it was. “Open it.” I heard a faint whisper. “Did you say something, Aisling?” I turned to my sister, but she shook her head. Her eyes were as wide as saucers watching me unpack the trunk. I turned my attention back to the book, and as I reached out to touch the book, a necklace fell out of the silk. I curiously picked up the chain. It had a dark brown leather cord and heavy brass crescent moon dangling off of it. Black gems encrusted the moon, making it beautiful in an eerie kind of way.

Looking around the room, “What happened here?” Walking over to where I saw the women place the necklace, I moved the small stone hiding the hole. I stare at the small chain for a moment before reaching in to grab it. It’s a piece of petrified wood that has odd markings. It almost appears to be a relic or talisman. The chain of the necklace reminds me of the one I made for Tru. Did I copy this one? I walk back over to the book and begin flipping through the pages. It mentions the woman’s father not liking dragons, but never his name or hers. All I read is, “Ges.”

Another hand was raised in a second. “Go on,” Prof Odessa nudged. “Spell books are heavy to carry around. Does that mean they have to take it everywhere to do magic?” “Well,” Prof Odessa cleared her throat, closing her teaching box with everything she had brought out earlier completely in. “Due to advanced magic, you could shrink a spell book and turn it into a metal necklace.” My memory went back to that night with Kamari. She had touched that small silver book necklace around her neck before she pushed the table towards me. Was she perhaps a siphon? The other girl who had blocked my view of Kai had that exact necklace too, the black-colored version.

"I have combat practice scheduled." "I could teach you some Beta-level techniques..." Theo offered awkwardly. "No thanks. The pack trainer already knows my level." Theo's hand dropped. He turned to me, pulling out a small velvet box. "I brought you something." Inside was a silver necklace with a crescent moon pendant. I recognized it immediately - from the photos Sarah had shown me. She'd bragged about how Theo spent $100,000 on her ring, and this necklace was part of the matching set. "I don't want your leftover gifts," I said quietly.