Descendants Necklace Mal Novels & Stories

It read, "A present for you to wear to the ball." I frowned as I gazed at the necklace. The thought of wearing something gifted by Brad made me uncomfortable, especially considering his persistent advances. The necklace that Brad sent was a piece of jewelry, meant to capture the attention of anyone who beheld it. It was a gaudy creation with a heavy, gold chain that seemed to shimmer under the dim light. The centerpiece was a massive, pear-shaped diamond, set in a platinum frame and surrounded by smaller diamonds. The sheer size and glitter of the necklace screamed extravagance and excess. It was a showy display of wealth, designed to emphasize the power and dominance of the Alpha.

I said weakly. Aiden immediately scoops me up, and Austin and Rebel come up and look at me with concern. “Thalia, is everything okay?” “Sinclair?” “I’m right here.” She says, running up with Isaiah, Kaia, and Rodrigo. “What is the keepsake?” “It’s a necklace with a pendant.” She said. Isaiah speaks up, though. “The pendant has a small Purple Altantonite.” Austin whips his head. “Are you serious?” “Yeah. I couldn’t believe it either, Dad, but it’s true.”

Lucius asked. “Anyone can wear that necklace, and the magic it possesses will protect the wearer, but ownership belongs to the creator and her bloodline. Ownership will transfer directly after the creator’s death. Only she and her children can take it away from one another. Other people outside that circle won’t be able to.” I brushed my hands against my hair in desperation. “That’s the reason it burned me. It prohibited me from taking it off of Althea, as she’s the daughter, or if not, she’s probably the nearest descendant of the creator of that necklace. And I’m terrified that her necklace is tempting her to the side of darkness.”

"Finally! After so long." She sank on her desk and began to examine the jewellery as if to check if there was any missing part. When she was satisfied, she looked up at me with a wide smile. "Thank you, Alpha Nathan for bringing it back to me," she whispered. "What is that necklace?" I asked as I narrowed my eyes at her. Her smile only got wider. "Like the demon blood, this was also passed down from my ancestors. There is rumor that I once had a witch ancestor and it belonged to her. . ." She explained. "But enough about my family and let's focus on yours," she whispered.

The design is old. A silver wolf curled around a lotus. The only color to the necklace is the wolves’ eyes…like moonstone but tinted in grey. She places it in my hand. It feels warm to the touch. This throws me off. “Mom…I’ve never seen this before. Where did you get this?” I ask. “It has been passed down in our family for countless generations. From mother to daughter.” She smiles kindly. But I detect an unusual sadness to her. “But why are you giving this to me? Shouldn’t this go to Dena or Kay?”

Venus opens her tablet and sees a reminder that has appeared on the screen. LUNCH BREAK “Do you want to eat or not?” Venus asked Virzash, who had been wearing a long silver necklace with a skull on it. “You did not buy anything?” Virzash instead asked back. Venus rolled her eyes and left the baby boy without another word.

I looked up at Bellamy whose eyes were fixed on the necklace. “A Delzet is a very rare amulet. Your parents said that it would help focus the power of the wearer. Your mother mentioned about your situation years ago, so I looked until I found one. Well, this should help,” Uncle said. The situation he was referring to was the fact that I inherited the Nokaura poison that Mom had in her body when Luca and I were born.

It happened every time she got close to something connected to her past. He slowly approached and placed the necklace in her hands. "Do you like it?" She slowly lifted her eyes toward him. "I feel... like I've seen it before." Silence filled the room. For one very brief second... Something in Gabriel's gaze trembled. But his calm smile quickly returned. "Perhaps because it's a very old necklace." He sat beside her and continued calmly, "It belongs to the Namaras family. It has been passed down from one generation to the next."

A diamond necklace that is eyes captivating. "Wow, ang ganda niya." I whispered softly. "This is my great great grand mother's necklace. An heirloom necklace that is being treasured by the family." The necklace has a three layers. The first one at the top compose of small diamonds, the second and middle layer has a rose pendant with a diamond and ruby on the middle and the last layer is a plain silver line with a delicate fluting of Mañejas family name. I put my purse on the table to put my hands at the top of the glass as if I'm gonna touch it on this way. I was about to ask him how much this necklace is when I stop because I saw the sharp gazes of Maliyah from a far.

The necklace hung around my neck, a constant reminder of my mother's sacrifice. I touched it whenever I felt afraid. Whenever I felt uncertain. Whenever I felt like I couldn't go on. The silver was warm against my skin, as if my mother's spirit was still with me, still guiding me, still loving me. It was the only connection I had left to her, and I clung to it like a lifeline. The pendant seemed to pulse with a quiet energy, as if it held a piece of her soul. I could feel her strength flowing through me whenever I held it. It was the most precious thing I owned, more valuable than any weapon or crown. It was my talisman, my shield, my reminder of why I had to keep going. It was the legacy sh