First Hokage Necklace Novels & Stories

As if stung by a bee, Khanza immediately turned her head and Kenzo's smile greeted her. "What are you thinking about, Za?" Wetting her lower lip, ignoring her wild beating heart due to the touch on her hand by Kenzo's hand, Khanza said, “Every time I sleep, I always wear the necklace brother Keanu’s grandfather gave to me. The necklace that has been given is kind of, well, a spell to ward off the evil creatures who have always been attracted to me." "But, the necklace didn't work when you passed out?"

Sekora asked herself sweating profusely. “Hello Sekora, my name is Dejon Dordez and this is yours.” She said, levitating the necklace to a very shocked and excited Sekora. The necklace was a blue ball with two small bars on two sides with a cone on top and a cone attached to the bottom and the right hand bar. The chain that hanging off the top was silver. “How do you know my name and what am I suppose to do with this?” Asked Sekora, catching the necklace in her hand.

Then, quick as a striking snake, he plucked the necklace from my throat—the only thing my mother had left me, engraved with the Silver Moon priestess sigil. “Give it back!” I lunged. He held it high, inspecting the pendant while I jumped uselessly, too short to reach. Amusement glinted in his eyes. “What, a gift from your mate?” he teased. “It’s none of your business,” I snapped. Outwardly I was furious, but inside my wolf was practically purring, delirious with the attention. It made me want to scream. He toyed with me a moment longer—like a cat with a half-dead mouse—then strode to the porthole window.

I put my arms around them, and we nodded off. When I awoke, probably a half hour had passed. We stood, understanding that our time here was over, although I planned to fuck both of my women again tonight. We got dressed in silence. I stopped every now and then to kiss or grope Su or Mama, and they made affectionate little noises and giggles. Once we were all dressed, I started for the door, but Mama suddenly turned around. "Wait a moment, Jack, I forgot something important." Mama went to the altar and took a third chain from it. She placed it around my neck. The only thing that hangs from it is a simple crude stag's head in silver. I wear it to this day in both faith and gratitude for the Gr

It was one of my favorite places in the world. Oliver insisted I open his first. I slowly pulled the necklace from the box and gasped. It was beautiful. It had a large thick chain with a beautiful vintage pendant on it. It was surrounded with diamonds and in the middle was a golden stag. Just like the one from my old necklace.. that my father had given me. The one I had lost in the woods that night. I almost couldn’t breathe for a moment. Emotion clogged my throat and tears came to my eyes.

on the mantle was her necklace. Her most treasured piece of jewelry.. her necklace that her father had given her, the day of her first shift. It signified her place in the pack. She picked it up, clutching the crescent moon charm that was on it. The memories came flooding back.

It was clear right from day one that Sierra isn't as welcoming as Angela, which didn't really bother me as I also didn't want to be part of the family; sooner or later I would be leaving. I walked to the watch section, my eyes falling on a particular black sleeve rolex. For some reason, the watch reminded me of Sage. It is a masterpiece that would suit his wrist, and part of me wanted it for him but couldn't afford it. Besides, he has like a dozen or so collections that I'm sure he has never used. "You like it?" Sierra's voice came in, snapping me out of my thoughts. My lips drew back together. I only stared at her briefly before shaking my head, the air suddenly filling up with silence.

Shaking hands grab the box and dump out all of the necklaces across the table. "When I was four, my father raided a jeweler's bazaar out on the countryside and brought back these necklaces," he whispers. "There were five necklaces. I kept one and gave the other four to my sisters, Snow Flower, and mother. It was perfect for them because the orange topaz looked like fire…and the women of my family were all forged of fire and strength."

But I had the idea that Zhask could probably tell me about it. So I asked him, "Do you happen to know about a necklace? Silver, moon and star pendant, with sapphire stones?" His eyes lit up and his mouth gaped open. He knew about it. "You still have it with you!?" he beamed outexcitedly. "Yeah kind of," I replied with a smile. "It was my mother's necklace. She gave it to me before she died. And I gave it to you as a gift during our mating ceremony." "Oh," I muttered. So it wasn't really mine.

he said, "Ok, close your eyes. No peeking." I closed my eyes and can't help, but grin a little. I heard a bag rustling and a bow opening. "Done?" I asked, impatiently. "Almost and don't peek." he said. I could feel someone behind me and leaned forward. The heat of Jack near my body was making my heartbeat. I could feel something cool and smooth going around my neck. I could hear a little clasp from claspers. "Open your eyes now." he said. My hand flew to my neck and I looked down. I gasped, it was a simple and beautiful necklace, and it has a gold half-moon pendant on it.