Coraline Key Necklace Novels & Stories

His eyes were gazing at the tail that had never left him stunned. "Why are you here?" asked Larissa as she tilted her head, looking up at lake. Lake turns to her, he says, "I want to see you." "Me?" Lake nodded quickly, grabbing Larissa's arm and putting something on her wrist. A bracelet, made of tiny shells encircled her hand and looked very beautiful. "What is this?" asked Larissa by looking up at Lake. "A memento of me." Larissa's shining face suddenly became dejected, "What does that mean?"

A necklace caught my attention in the middle of the glass window. "Good morning, sir. How may I help you?" the saleslady asked. "I want to see that one," I said and pointed to the necklace. She immediately took it. The necklace is stunning. It sparkles, it's a small crystal drop necklace. It suits Scarlet perfectly. This necklace is also the color of her name. "It's a Scarlet red minimalist crystal necklace." I turned around at what the saleslady said. "That necklace symbolizes courage, passion, strength, joy, and heat." she continued. I smiled, just like my honey. It really suits her.

Coraline's POV Blossom was all dressed up in her usual snobby clothes, she looked like she was coming for a dinner party rather than a five-year-old birthday party. "Can I help you?" I asked, using my body to block the door, preventing her from entering. Blossom gave me a once-over, I saw the way her lips twisted when her eyes fell on the jewelry on my neck. I was wearing an emerald set that Elijah had given me, to the normal eye it was a simple teardrop necklace but anyone who was vast in jewelry or dealt in jewelry knew the cost was about fifteen thousand dollars.

Regardless, Charlie looked around by himself for a long while until he saw a jade necklace locked in the glass cabinet. The necklace was made of the most exclusive icy jadeite. It was very elegant and exquisite, a perfect match for Claire’s aura. He peeked at the price tag—thirteen million—which was a piece of cake for him. He ushered for one of the sales personnel and said, “Hi, please take this necklace out, I’d like to have a look.” The person glanced at him indifferently and muttered, “I don’t have the key, it’s with our manager.” Then, he spoke through the intercom and said, “Miss Wolfe, there’s a guy here who wants to see our most prized possession!”

asked Claire . " Is this......Is this for me ? " asked Melani staring at the necklace surprised . " Yes ! " said Claire . " .....It's...........very beautiful . Extremely beautiful .........Is this.....made from real gold ? " asked Melani . " From pure gold , a limited first edition of this kind of product . Also , the shiny gem in the shiny gem in the middle is a pure diamond too . " said Claire amused as she looked at her mother's shocked expression . " Claire ?....... " said Melani when she saw the price of the necklace .

Chapter 13 Lanie stood with her back to him, quivering slightly with anticipation. She heard a clicking sound as he opened the box, and then nothing for a few seconds. Something cold slithered around her neck, and she gasped, looking down. A gold collar with a single emerald in the center rested around her neck. Diamonds surrounded the emerald. Reflexively, she tugged at it. “Take it off.” “Relax.” He pulled her hand away, holding it at her side. “It’s just on loan from the Harry Winston store in the hotel.” Jason caressed her wrist. “Besides, it has a theft-proof clasp. You’ll never be able to take it off yourself.”

“A necklace? What about it?” I pulled my own pendant from beneath my shirt, letting it dangle beside the illustration. “It’s mine. The exact same one.” Cora’s eyes widened as she looked between the book and my necklace, her mouth forming a perfect ‘O’ of surprise. “Holy shit,” she whispered, leaning in for a closer look. “That’s…that can’t be a coincidence.” “The description page is missing,” I said, showing her the torn edge. “Someone ripped it out.”

“Alright. Oh wait, do the party has any theme?” “Just the masks, that's all. We will get them at the cruise itself so you just doll up, okay?” “Got it.” After talking some more, they hang up. Coral needs something like that. She is stressed and maybe a party will calm her nerves. She gets down from the bed and goes to her closet. Her big closet room is filled with thousands of dresses of all kinds, shoes, and accessories as well. For the party, she needs someone sexy and glamorous. Her eyes wander to the clothes hung with the help of hangers-on on the railings. It stops on something she thinks will be good and takes it out. It's a champagne-colored sequin dress with a low back adorned with r

“Really? What did the necklace look like?” I drew a deep breath. “It was a delicate silver chain with a specific pendant. It's a little silver heart, and it looks like it was supposed to be a part of something like a locket.” “A little heart,” Mr. Corbin repeated, and I nodded. His body twisted my way, and he stared at me for a moment in silence. “I will let you know if I find something like that,” he said, nodding before he left our little group. “I think that he really likes you,” Oliver commented, looking at me with a smirk.

“You first.” She fastened the earrings and fluffed her curls in the mirror. “If I look like Aunt Lyric’s favorite, it’s because I am.” I laughed, slipping the necklace over my head, letting it settle against my collarbone. It was cold, heavy and perfect. “You think Gavin sent anything?” Solenne snorted. “Gavin? He probably signed the delivery slip and went back to sharpening blades.” We dove back into the chest. Hairpins, golden with obsidian tips, a rosewood comb carved with the emblem of Raven’s Peak, vials of perfume, a satin corset that had Mum’s handwriting on a tag that read, “Cowrie, wear this and ruin him.”