Booktok Ornament Novels & Stories

The room got very quiet. "You got her a present?" Catherine asked, amused. "She's staying in my house for Christmas. Of course I got her a present." I unwrapped it carefully. Inside was a wooden bookmark, smooth and perfect, with my name carved in beautiful script along one edge. My breath caught. This was the one Sophie had seen weeks ago. The one he'd been making in secret. "It's beautiful," I whispered. "He's been working on that forever," Sophie said. "I knew it was for someone. I just didn't know it was you."

“I don't know. It was inches from me, burning its green eyes into mine and the next thing I knew...you were touching me.” He ran his hands through his hair with irritation. Pouting, I leaned my back against the bookcase with my arms pressed tightly against my chest. Out of nowhere, a book tumbled to the ground from the top shelf of the towering bookcase. Liam and I looked at each other intrigued. Bending down, I grabbed the weighted, brown book embossed with a gold triangular shape on the cover. The triangle had a latch, enclosing two lustrous-gold wedding bands; both engraved with flaming infinity patterns. Eyes widened, and Liam and I, were hypnotized by the shimmering beauty the rings hel

’ ‘No idea… gut feeling’ ‘Or you’re the most intuitive wolf spirit I’ve ever encountered’ ‘Or that’ she replied proud of herself. I peel off the leather cover and find myself admiring and caressing the intricate design of the book cover. In its center, 3 moons are carved in the thick front cover. A full moon in the middle, flanked by to mirrored crescent moons. The full Moon hosts inside of it a tree with arrows instead of leaves, a smooth tree trunk line and 2 symmetrical curved roots pointing right and left. One could tell that the carving was actually burned wood, manufactured in a perfect style, but what was weird and beautiful in fact was that the golden-bronze background was moving, sw

Flora looked at her father as she shook her head and walk on the side of the room. " Flora!" Lorenzo called his daughter but Flora didn't respond to her fathers words. Lorenzo just shook his head as he looked at his eldest daughter, Maxine. " Maxine, what about the Hairbow? Can't you use another hair ornament?" Lorenzo asks that Maxine answer by shaking her head harshly. " I don't want another ornament, I WANT THAT ORNAMENT!" " Wait, Who is the owner of the ornament?" Lorenzo asks. " IT'S MINE! MOMMY GAVE IT TO ME YESTERDAY!" Flora suddenly yelled that made Lorenzo a little startled.

But it makes it a little easier to do so with Amelias voice softly reading kids books about Christmas aloud to Theo and now Briella, who had abandoned helping us to sit with her favourite person in the world. "Come on Amelia love, you've got to place some ornaments on the tree" Claudia says to Amelia once Amelia finishes a story about a mouse moving to France. Amelia smiles as mum lifts Theo up off her lap with and rests him on her hip, helping Amelia up with the other. Amelia uses her cane to walk over to the tree. "These are Rhode and Bianca's baby ornaments, they're my favourite" My mum shows her two baubles sitting on the tree as I hand her a silver one from the box.

The grate in the library was secured by four heavy-duty flathead screws. Aaron’s house was a minimalist's dream, which meant there were no stray tools, no junk drawers, nothing out of place. I found my solution at 7:00 PM in the library. Elena had stepped out to take a call from the central hub in the basement, leaving me alone with the thousands of silent books. On the desk there was a silver-weighted bookmark. It was a thin blade of polished metal meant to hold the place of rare manuscripts. I picked it up. The edge was blunt but the tip was tapered and strong.

“Oh I see… I get it now. Umm.. When you say ‘in good condition’, do you mean no creases?” “Yup. Creases on the spine and dog ears..” “Dog ears?” Valerie suddenly thought of a real life dog. “A dog ear is a folded down corner of a book page. The name refers to the ears of many breeds of domestic dog flapping over. A dog ear can serve as a bookmark.” Dawn explained. “Oh. I get it. I do that..oops..” Dawn opened her backpack once again and pulled out two bookmarks. “Here. You can use this instead.” She handed each one to them. “As for the creases in the book spine, I have a method.”

Linda finished explaining each item to me. I studied each item to see which one spoke to me best. The head jewelry thing is out. Women come up with stupid fashion trends but I understand the stores need to stay in new styles. I still prefer the old styles. My eye was drawn to the book mark. It was about two inches wide with a very detailed vine design with three flowers on it with emeralds in the middle. This piece was beautiful workmanship.

Soledad did not stop herself from entering into the light. From above the shopfront, a decorative handwriting in baroque ornaments read Flavors of the Occult. Chimes rang as she entered the door and into tables of many shiny materials and splendid objects. Animal bones lined racks and bottles of liquid and powder sat on dusty shelves. Crystals of all raw shapes and colors shimmered in the warm lighting of fairy lights. Soledad had nothing to do but stare in enchantment. “What are these?” she whispered audibly. “May I help you, madam?” a rough voice from behind her said.

Amulets and talismans of multiple lengths hung from tiny hooks in the ceiling three levels above our heads; their facets glinting in the light coming through the windows. And I almost laughed out loud, because just beyond us, in the long hallway that led to rooms I’d yet to discover, were shelves lined with books. Sam didn’t exaggerate; there were books everywhere. Some were stacked horizontally as if waiting for a shelf of their own. Once my eyes registered all the wonders that surrounded me, they zeroed in on an orb resting on a pedestal in the middle of the foyer. I pulled my hand from Elara’s and stepped slowly toward it. It was bigger than the span of my fingers… I couldn’t cup it in my