Bubble Head Charm の小説・ストーリー

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.

It made me want him all the more. I hooked my fingers into the silver chain that he wore around his throat. No longer did he wear a binding symbol. Now it was just a simple charm. The side profile of a dragon on a silver pendant. The eye, a glittering ruby that matched Amelia’s eyes when she shifted.

“It’s beautiful... but I can’t accept this, Sir.” And we’re back to the formalities just like that. Nothing happened between us more than kissing last night and she was the first girl I slept with that nothing happened more than cuddling. “I bought it for you.” I took out the silver charm bracelet I bought at Pandora last night. I bought two charms for her, one of which was a miniature boat that represents the boat ride we had in Venice and the other was a compass dangle charm with a little topaz gem in the middle.

“What the hell was that?” I didn’t answer. I didn’t know how to. We stood there for a while, both catching our breath. The air was heavy again. Something was watching. I noticed a charm hanging from a branch just ahead. Wooden, carved in the shape of a crescent. It swung slightly even though the air was still. I walked over and plucked it off. The instant my fingers closed around it, whispers filled my head. Not words at first, just sounds. Then, clear as day—

The anklet was rose gold with diamonds strewn throughout and had a couple of small charms hanging off every few inches. One charm was a set of Vampire fangs, one charm was a Wolf, one charm was a Witches hat, One Charm was a Fairy wing and the last charm was an elemental symbol with all five elements. “It’s fitting, if I do say so myself. Nice job, Rosa.” I said. “Thank you Master Rowen.” She replied, and bustled off back to the kitchen to start cleaning up. “You know, the Vampire fangs are my favorite.” I said with a grin that showed my now elongated fangs. Ambrosia just started laughing.

“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.

“I got it a while ago when we were at the mall last and picked the charms out myself.” I pulled out a thick braided leather bracelet, for a man, it had three metal charms hanging from it, three wolf heads to be exact. black, silver, and dark brown. Representing the three of us, it was perfect. A lump formed in my throat. She then handed me another bag, smiling “This is from me and Kel.”

I inform her with a big smile, I loved the leather ones, the dark ones mostly, I own few but I’m not owned by anyone, I belong to myself, I just love the style. She groans but starts looking at them, her style is more on cute style, the ones that have hearts and bows, good thing she’s the one choosing or she’ll end up with a collar with spikes on it. Her final choice was a light blue one with a big heart in the middle, in the middle of the heart was a charm that says, Baby girl. Her next choice was a wider one, it had a bow in the middle, and skinny chains going down from it, it was also blue just royal blue this time.

His face was stretched into a grin, his eyes sparkling with the boyish charm that endeared me to him originally, and he stopped in front of me. “Here.” “A brown paper bag?” “Just open it.” I unfolded the top, the paper rustling as I did, and reached inside. My fingers wrappped around a ball chain, and there was a small clink as I pulled it out. “Oh my god.” The Eiffel Tower charm at the end is sandwiched by a star charm and a red glass heart. The bag crumpled in my fist as the necklace flattened in my in palm, my jaw slacked.

A breadcrumb left behind by whoever had silenced Nurse Irene. “I don’t know who you belong to,” I whispered to the charm, my voice small but fierce, “but you’re going to tell me.” I pulled out my phone, snapped a clear picture, and ran an image search. My thumb trembled as I scrolled through the results. And then it appeared… right there on the screen: Custom Silver Charm Bracelet — Designed by Violette & Co. Jewelers. Exclusive line. Personalized orders only. My stomach tightened. Personalized.