Bubble Head Charm Novels & Stories

He smiled from behind me, wrapped both arms around me, and kissed the side of my head. "More ordered. Nothing random." "Including you," he whispered low, and kissed my neck. The doorbell rang before I could explore further. Nikau let go to answer it, took a small package from a courier, then walked back and opened the box right in front of me. "What's that?" Inside lay a new charm — a small, exquisitely detailed seashell. "Ordered it last week," he said warmly, fingers deftly working it onto my chain without further explanation. "For Lombok."

This freshness was untainted and innocent, like a flower blossoming in the early morning, carrying the vitality from before. Beta Henry particularly noticed a silver hairpin in Emma's hair. On any other day, he might have taken note, but for some reason, today, he paid more attention. It was made of the purest white silver, crafted with such skill that it seemed to glow. Its shape was lively, and on top were flowers and buds crafted from thin silver pieces, with delicate petals adorned with colorful gemstones shining beautifully under the sunlight. Placed in her hair, it truly outshone even the flowers, adding an extra grace and charm to Emma's lovely appearance.

Hmmm? He’s right. I examine the next charm. —A heel. I think I know what this one refers to. He smiles mischievously. —A disco ball. Hmm, yeah...this one definitely deserves to be here. The last charm is an arrowed heart. It formes a lump in my throat. I look at him excited. Tears have began filling my eyes. —You’ve got it, tigress. You have my heart in your hands.- purrs in my ear.

Mo Buyu cried out in pain as a bloody hole appeared in his right palm. Blood gushed out. At this time, Mo Buyu had no time to care about the pierced palm and hurriedly waved his arm. Immediately, more than a dozen precious pearls appeared in front of him and formed a formation. Clang! When the Archean Demonic Soul Charm hit the formation, the light of the formation flashed rapidly. The light was flickering, and the precious beads were shaking crazily, as if they would collapse at any time. Mo Buyu was frightened.

"As in Sister Jasper?" Every inch of my body is begging me to run from the bathroom but my feet are frozen where I stand. "You are so cute." she says as she walks towards me and grabs a hold wrist. I pull my wrist away from her and see a gold bracelet with ruins imprinted around it has been placed around my wrist. It burns against my skin. "What is this?" I ask as panic starts to rise in my chest. "Just a concealment charm," the blonde says as she grabs my wrist again.

“Thank you for coming, sis.” She hugged me tighter. “Wouldn’t miss it for anything. Besides, I had to see the biker who finally tamed my sister.” Debbie chuckled. “Tamed? More like survived her.” “Hey!” I said, laughing. The laughter filled the room again. It was the kind of laughter that healed things — quiet, real, free. On the dresser lay the bouquet — soft pink roses, tiny sprigs of lavender, and a silver charm hanging near the stems. Sarah’s creation. The charm was a small serpent carved in crystal. A reminder. A promise. That the past was buried and done.

But there was something else in there, too; something I hadn’t seen her wear before. A small golden charm bracelet with one charm on it. I frowned, holding it up to see it better in the light. Upon closer inspection, the charm was actually a tiny compass; and it was functional. Sort of. When I held the charm flat on my palm and turned, the little needle said I was facing North, but I knew I wasn’t. I was facing east. “Useless,” I muttered, running my finger across the charm. Still, it was really pretty… And I knew my mom wouldn’t have minded if I wore her jewelry.

“Oh. That is your Christmas present. I didn’t get the chance to give it to you before.” I trade him the glass for the box after chugging half of the tangy liquid. Excitement evident as I tare into the simple silver and blue wrapping paper to reveal a black velvet box. I set the torn paper aside and open the box to see a simple rose gold charm bracelet. Two charms dangle from the chain, one is a sun with golden rays extending from the center, and the other is a simple flower with white petals. I lift the bracelet from its box and turn the charms over in my fingers. The sun has the letters S, D engraved on the back and the flower has the letters D, D etched on the back.

“Open it.” “Are you sure?” “Why wouldn’t I be sure, Kel?” I shook off my awkward feelings and slowly untied the red bow and opened the small white box. Inside was a silver bracelet with three charms. I grabbed out slowly with Rogan watching my every move. The charms were a small silver wolf, a red moon in the middle, and a darker black metal wolf on the other side. I took each little charm and examined each one marveling at the small attention to detail. “Do you like it?”

“Promise me no matter what happens in these next challenges… we don’t turn on each other.” Bella scoffed. “What are we, cowards?” Allie nodded firmly. “We’re sisters now.” Iris stepped forward again and reached into the pouch at her waist, pulling out a small, braided string made of gold and black thread. “I used to make these with my sister before…” Her voice faltered, but she pressed on. “Before we lost her. It’s a promise charm. You tie it, you keep it.” She tied it around Aurora’s wrist with careful fingers.