Descendants Necklace Mal Mga Nobela at Kwento

" He said. "But surely i know there are also a lot of descendants from that Emperor or whatever. Why not choose from them? " "You have the perfect DNA resembling those from The great Emperor from the Tang dynasty. You are the perfect heir and they need you to bring back monarchy in this country. " "How did you know i have the perfect DNA resembling his? " "Oh! I snuck into your room and I took your tootbrush for DNA testing. " He explained. I frowned. "That's why my brush went missing! it's you! And why do you people even want to bring back the monarch? I've read from books that the monarchy isn't a very good experience for the people. "

But, instead of the matching necklace, one of the maids presents me with a thin, silvery chain bearing a unique pendant. The pendant is a crystal-shaped droplet, filled with what appears to be a single drop of blood. I'm taken aback by its realism, but as I hold it closer, I realize it's actually a clever imitation, crafted from plastic and encased in crystal. It's an intriguing piece, both beautiful and unsettling. "Why not the diamond necklace?" I ask, pointing to the sparkling gemstones that adorn the delicate chain, perfectly matching my earrings. "It's a perfect match," I reason, expecting the maid to agree.

Presently Princess Bellona, daughter and only Descendants of Moon Goddess. She walks down the aisle; she is wearing a black gown with a high slit, exposing her freshly shaved leg and her smooth skin. The up part of her gown is off shoulders, the black gown flows beside her in heavy waves. Her white hair is straightened and is falling down her waist silky, her makeup is done to perfection. The eyeshadow highlights her purple eyes, her lips coated in red lipstick. She looks strong and powerful, her back straightened, her shoulders high and her head straight and forward.

Pulling away, he produced a rectangular box from his jacket pocket. “I want you to have this,” he said, opening the box. A platinum chain necklace sat on the velvet cushion. “Sir…” I choked, “I mean… Dad,” I corrected, shaking my head. “I… I can’t accept that.” I recognize the necklace from Amara’s portrait in their Malibu mansion. The pendant was a gold heart tangled through a platinum infinity dotted with diamonds. I can’t comprehend how valuable that is to Markus. As though he didn’t hear me, Markus gently removed the necklace from the cushion, skirting around me. “You already have his mom’s ring, and this comes together with it,” he says, securing the chain around my neck.

Jemma smiled at me somewhat sadly and began to walk to the door. "Wait!" Malena says. "I need to tell you one last thing before you go." I waited patiently, confused, but patient. "Your necklace," she begins, reminding me that it was in fact around my neck, "Do not ever take it off. I know you have a lot of questions, and through time they will be answered and I cannot answer the question as to why you can't take it off just yet, but just know you can't." I nodded my head. In all honesty, I didn't think of taking it off. Of course, I had forgotten it was on me but also because it was something from my mom. The only thing I had left of her other than my memory.

“It should never have been sent.” My pulse quickened. “You know what it is?” Her gaze flicked to mine, full of something like fear. “Open it.” I swallowed hard and untied the ribbon. Inside was a necklace. A crescent moon pendant, carved from a pale stone that seemed too smooth, too perfect, to be anything natural. Runes etched its surface—delicate, swirling patterns like those I’d seen at the abandoned temple. “Your mother,” Aunt Mara whispered, voice thick with memory, “wanted you to have this when you were older. When it was… safer.”

He put me down and gave me a big kiss, pushing for control but before it got deeper, I pushed him away a little to be able to breathe. " Hold on a second. Are you not supposed to give me something," I said reminding him of the necklace in his hand. " Oh, right. Let me put it on you." I turned around and gathered my hair, moving it away so he could put the necklace on me. " This is our ancestral necklace. It's been passed down from Luna to Luna. My mother was supposed to hand it down to you but I asked her to let me do it. Hopefully, this gets handed down to its predecessor when it's time. For now, it's yours."

He returned his gaze to me however, when he perceived the curiosity and ignorance rolling over me in waves. “The necklace belonged to our mother, my real mother. It is an ancestral heirloom that has magical powers and can do a lot of things.” He said, and I nodded, getting that the necklace was important; both as a reminder of the king’s first wife who I heard had died while giving birth to the triplets, and a weapon. But who could have done this? Who could have utilized the party orchestrated in my honor to commit this atrocity? “We have to go. The party has been called to a halt. I think a search is going on.” He said, holding me by the hand, and leading me away toward the door.

"You're my woman, dress you up a bit nicer so that I won't be embarrassed!" Mr. Marcus whispered in her ear with a wicked tone, and then pushed her away, saying, "Miss Jessica, let's go!" Jessica lowered her head to look at the necklace on her chest. Her heart skipped a beat once again. It wasn't her imagination - this necklace was a limited-edition treasure from Noblefull Group called Angel's Tears.

“What about kidnapping Helena from the Royal Palace, Elder? Her mating ceremony is in the morning, we have some hours to sneak in and ask her about the facts.” Then I showed the moonstone necklace around my neck, “We came here by using its mystical aura. It can help us go back as well.” Once again, Elder Desmond was blown away by this revelation, his quivering hands mimicked dried leaves in autumn, “This is a miracle, Zayden!” He picked up a glass of water from the table and emptied in one go, “I am not very knowledgeable about sussurro servants’ rules, but a mating ritual will be incomplete without this necklace.