Deltora Belt Novels & Stories

Lena turns the shimmering blue opal talisman in her hand and scrunches her face at the unusual dragon hide base that will fasten it to her neck like a choker and then she raises an eyebrow at me. “The dragon that came from gave it willingly, do not worry,” I reply to her expression before the words leave her lips. “Good! I wouldn’t want people harvesting hide in the old, unethical ways,”she says. “I would never,” I assure as I take the piece from her and place it around her neck and kiss her, sealing the spell. “This will serve to protect you from many things, but it will not make you completely invincible. Nothing does that.” “We are going to Rita’s house,” Lena says. “Antony can’t join us,

A wave to know she was happy and totally satisfied with her life behind these thick walls. Now that she was officially of age to succeed her father to the throne of Deltora, Romaine knew what would come next. The years of being groomed for the throne told her life would be different. She and her mother greeted several more families from the tiny island kingdom of Deltora, an old kingdom situated between Italy, France, and Spain, left over from a very different time.

His arms are holding her around her waist, a show of possession and protection. Lisa then took in Bella's appearance. Bella is no doubt a beauty. And Kai seems to be head over heels for her. If the great Kai Deluca has a weakness, then that would be Bella. Lisa's gaze fell on the pendant which is sitting right above Bella's collar bone. Its the Deluca's symbol. A symbolic declaration of whom she belongs to. Its a protection of the Deluca's. Lisa clenched her fists with jealousy. She begged Rodriguez to give her one, but Rodriguez refused saying only the boss could grant it.

She screams in anger as she tries to fight it off. I notice a pouch attached to Atlanta’s belt. I raise my hand and make it magically levitate towards me. I tip the bag up, and two dark marbles roll onto the palm of my hands. I hold them up and peer into them to see Aria in one and Helios in the other.

“I haven't seen my mother, so she had only a blurred face in my dream.” “You are all charming. Your mother was the most beautiful witch when she was young.” Dalena took out an emerald hairpin, “It was your mother's. I kept it. Now I will give it to you.” When Dalena put it on my head, the gem around my neck glowed a faint red. “What's this?” I looked down at it. “I almost forgot. It's the Dragon Scale gem. I've been wearing it for a long time.” “I thought it was on Nuri's Vulcan Bow.” Dalena looked at it carefully. “The hairpin I gave you and the Dragon Scale can protect you at a critical moment. You have to keep them and wear them, okay?”

It was a yellow drawstring bag with a charm in it and a red string bracelet. “Zephyr, look!” Cordelia acted like she had discovered a new continent. “This bracelet… Why is it exactly the same as ours?”

The viciousness in his eyes was so terrifying that Cecilia froze. Getting up, he pulled out a chastity belt from nowhere. Cecilia gulped as she stared at it, trying her best to cower away from him. That belt seemed to be of higher quality than the one she had three years ago. She thought she was losing it. If Bennett had his way, she wouldn't be able to hide their relationship. With the belt hanging off his index finger, he slowly moved closer to her. "This is my gift to you. It's a new style; I specifically ordered it for you. Do you like it? It has a fingerprint sensor lock."

Alcina picks it up with her now-steady hands, staring curiously at the chains of interlocking silver connected to a series of leather strips and metal rings. "These are the harnesses Percy and I use when riding on the backs of various creatures," Darla explains, with an air too casual for it to be genuine. There is, after all, what Alcina realizes is glee underlining Darla's words. "Adjusted, of course, for a creature much larger than what we are used to." Darla doesn't wink, but she doesn't have to. When her glance flickers back to Alcina, it is so riddled with implications that Alcina finds her lips pulling into a small, answering smile as her hands close around the metal, too.

My fingers covered my freshly painted lips to stifle a gasp. I would recognize that belt over any of Nox's assortment. What caught my attention was the buckle—very distinctive silver with a swirl. It was the same one I'd found in his closet in Rye, the one he'd told me to use, and the one he'd told me to bring back to the city.

That belt … it looked like the one Patch said was in evidence at the police station for his mother's death, and the one at Katy's house. Delaney's mouth turned dry, and she tried to fathom the likelihood of more men having the same type of belt. They were common, weren't they? Could Beth use her dad's belt? "Everything okay?" Joey asked. Delaney bit the side of her thumbnail and nodded. "Yeah. I think so—hey, does Gabriel wear belts?" Joey glanced back of her shoulder. "Not that I can remember, why?" "No reason," she said, shutting the closet door behind them. "There was a belt left behind at Katy's house, and there was one in evidence with Patch's mom. I was just curious."