Bubble Head Charm Novels & Stories

She says this as she takes it out of the box. I went shopping with Nat last week for Daisy's birthday present. Of course, our bodyguards accompanied us. We weren't out for long because I knew exactly what I wanted to get her. I bought her a four-charm gold bracelet. The letter B, which stands for bubbles, is the first gold charm. The second charm is a Daisy flower with diamond-encrusted petals. The third charm is a horse, and the fourth is a crown studded with diamonds. I chose those four charms for her because they each have a special meaning. I assist her in putting it on before Alessandro approaches us.

“Look at this! A candle that smells like thunderstorms. I don’t even know what that means, but I want it.” Celeste chuckled, real and light. They reached the tables with handmade charms and jewelry—sun catchers and pressed flower pendants, wire-wrapped crystals and rings shaped like leaves and vines. It was delicate work, humble and full of care. Celeste drifted toward the edge of the display, her gaze catching on something small and silver. It was a charm. A crescent moon nestled in faintly clouded glass, with three tiny snowflake crystals dangling from the edge like frozen stars.

"And I plan to fight like hell for boring and normal and safe." A knock at the door interrupted us. Isabella stood there, holding up a delicate silver bracelet. "It's ready. Five charms. GPS, transmitter, emergency beacon, and two decoys to make it look balanced. The emergency beacon is the heart charm. Squeeze it twice fast, once slow." I took the bracelet, turning it over in my hands. It was beautiful, the kind of thing someone might wear to a nice dinner. You'd never know it was packed with surveillance technology.

Kailangan na niyang bilisan dahil baka dumating na ang lalaki, mas lalo lamang siyang magkukumahog at mas lalong hindi makapag-isip ng mabuti. Sa huli, pumili na lang siya ng pulang bestida na hanggang tuhod ang haba at may manggas na hanggang siko. Sinadya niya ito para hindi lamigin mamaya. Pinaresan niya ng strappy sandals na may isang pulgadang takong para hindi siya mahirapan sa paggalaw. Kinulot niya ang dulo ng buhok at hinayaan lang na bumagsak sa kanyang likod. Kaunting blush on at nude color na lipstick para hindi naman nakaka-agaw pansin ang kolorete ng mukha.

"Next, you would advance your submissives to where you are today, commitment collars. Where they are fully trained and are now willing to make a lasting commitment to you two as Dominates. You've already gotten your ceremony worked out and you realize that locking the collar on is a large part of that. Locking symbolizes the seriousness of a lasting commitment. I can order a version of these collars for that with normal locks. She pointed to the ones she had on display. "These, however, are of a different variety These are the last type of collar, a permanent collar." Each collar was a choker style collar with rings of yellow, rose, and white gold. Yellow of the bottom rings that were offset

“This is just… something small.” I took the box, my heart doing that annoying stutter thing again as I untied the ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside, nestled on a little cushion of tissue paper, was a delicate silver bracelet with a tiny chocolate cake charm dangling from it—complete with messy frosting details and a minuscule candle on top. “You must really like chocolate,” I teased, still laughing as I lifted the bracelet out and let it catch the light. The little cake charm spun slowly, catching the glow from the single lamp and making me smile even wider.

Aias asks watching the clerk place item after item in the seemingly small bag. “No, I placed a recall charm along with bottomless dimension and featherlight charms, on it. The Extention charms have limits on them that I have found break if too many magical items are placed within,” I explain grinning at the wide-eye looks I receive from both the clerk and Aias. Aias nods before talking to the clerk. It takes a while before gold is exchanged and the bag is handed to me. “May I ask your name?” I ask the clerk as I place the bag on my belt.

"It's beautiful! Luke, I love it!" He came and knelt beside her. "Check it out," he said. "I chose a charm for every part of our journey so far. This rose is for Edinburgh. The 'peace' is for Amsterdam, for obvious reasons." He smiled. "The blue aquamarine is for the sea in Greece. The clear circle is a magnifying glass for when we were in Birmingham and your brother interrogated me." Bella laughed, and felt her eyes well up. "The key is the key to my heart. And the heart is for the moment when I knew that I loved you."

Her hand half-held out, she looks to me, as though unsure whether she should take it. "Charlotte..." I eye-point her to Richard's offering. "Manners, Charlotte." She licks her lips, then swallows, before taking the bag. Beth leans forward, watching as she unravels the silk ties and tipping the contents into her hand. It's a lovely piece. Richard must have paid a fair amount for it. The tapered tip of the plug gleams chrome, I assume stainless steel. The head is inset with a green crystal, catching the light of the candles, splintering it.

As soon as they arrived, they gathered around their little sister. Spike looked at the charm around his little sister's neck and suddenly remembered something. He said, "Mom, I also have a charm. Do you remember? You bought it for me." Mable's expression froze for a moment. "Is that so?" She could not remember. Spike quickly ran upstairs and came back down with a box in his hands. "Mom, look!" Mable opened the box to find an exquisitely crafted pure gold charm inside. It had small bells on it that would jingle when worn.