Glass Bead Gfriend Novels & Stories

‘You got this. The contestant before her hadn’t had a single bid. Remnants of her jewelry was strewn all over the floor. Trista eloquently explained her design. Two interlocking pendants that fit together perfectly. It was a strange material, with a soft blue glow. Some type of jade, she explained. I wondered where she got it. It looked really rare. But the piece was aptly named – it had the same soft glow as the moon.

Arogante at preskong sabi ni Gideon na agad namang sinunod ng mga tao. "Nababaliw ka na ba?" Mariin kong bulong ng mahiya dahil lahat sila ay umalis para bigyan kami ng lugar. "Gusto mong makita diba? Halika lapit ka." Hindi naman kailangang paalisin. Pairap akong tumingin sa unahan at biglaang napa-awang ang bibig dahil sa nakita. Inside the glass box is a beautiful and expensive necklace. A diamond necklace that is eyes captivating.

I drag the length forward over my shoulder slowly as the silver colour steals the breath from my lungs. “What…on earth” My voice sounds steady, though my heart begins racing. As I sift through the strands, small cool shapes brush against my fingertips. Tiny gold beads. Embedded within the strands themselves. Smooth pieces of crystal, pearl, and polished sea glass woven into the growth as if they had formed there naturally. I stare at them in stunned silence. Then I noticed something else. A faint pressure resting on my head. Curiosity pulls me toward the tall mirror across the room. My reflection nearly stops my heart.

My body was covered in bruises and ugly streaks of blood. Since my face was not visible, they all assumed I was just some low-level escort. Sean happened to pass by and stopped to take a look. He did not recognize the silver pendant I had worn since I was a child. Instead, he let out a low whistle. "Not bad. A little too skinny though. Nothing special." The crowd burst into even more disgusting laughter. Something inside me broke for good. I remembered back in sophomore year, a boy from the class next door had looked at me for a second too long. Sean had almost broken his arm over it.

“Are they… ruby contacts? Or—” The air thinned. The nearest guests turned. Curious eyes flicked toward me. My stomach lurched. Heat burned my cheeks. Words tangled in my mouth. “It’s a—, I—” But before I could collapse under the weight of it, Gaya’s voice sliced through the silence. “They’re natural,” Gaya interrupted, her voice smooth and final. She stepped closer, silver light incarnate, and the entire room seemed to bend toward her presence. “Rare. Like gemstones. Surely you’ve seen a jewel more beautiful than the ordinary?”

, the foreign brand known for its artful glassware, from which Gideon had purchased his cups. The crystal-clear glasses were practically works of art. Phoebe suddenly hit the brakes for a simple reason. She wanted to buy a glass, too. In the store, she immediately spotted a tree-shaped glass. She loved forests. Just as she was about to pay, she heard a teasing voice with a Jeriton accent. "I asked which one you like, but all you've done is stare at her. Is she your friend? Or your crush?" Phoebe turned toward the voice. Gideon was seated on a couch while his friend held two glasses, presumably wanting him to pick one. Said friend's gaze darted between Phoebe and Gideon. Then, he said firmly,

' Darius mindlinks me. I nod my head, and reach for the clasp. I unfasten it, then hand it towards Kayden. Kayden grabs it, the takes a jewelers glass from his draw to better examine it. "Just as I thought." He remarks. "What is it? Is it bad?" I say nervously. "Actually quite the opposite. Here, take a look." He says. The glass that Kayden uses, seems to be a hightech one. He turns his computer monitor to us, as we all hover near it in anticipation. Suddenly, an image appears on the screen, I manage to identify it as the back of my necklace.

I felt countless needles pierce my trembling soul. I wanted to rush forward and tear off Delila’s false mask. Moreover, I had so many questions for Kelvin. Were all our past memories nothing but a joke? But I could not do anything. I could only watch helplessly as Delila grew bolder. She reached out to touch the necklace around Kelvin’s neck. It was my gift to him after working three months straight. Just as her fingertips were about to touch it, Kelvin abruptly stepped back. He frowned tightly. A flash of irritation darted through his eyes, as if he had reached his limit.

“She might not have the body that you do, but she’s not a slut. She still has track of her body count, unlike you.” “Please leave.” “What the fuck!” I snapped. “You know what? If you don’t want me, I’d get her to leave you,” I sneered. “Look there.” I glanced towards the door. “You see it, huh?” I said, letting a sly grin spread across my face. “Yes, I got all this on recording, and these glasses aren’t ordinary,” I whispered, removing the glasses. “See, it has a camera. It’s a meta glass, sweetheart .”

In as much as the dress was long, the slit ran up to her mid thigh letting my mind run wild. My throat suddenly went dry. I felt my body reacting. No woman had ever had such power over me. She seemed so close yet so far. Her ethereal looks reminded me of the sky. She was mi cíelo. The man she walked in with bent to whisper something in her ears and I almost flung my glass at him. As long as she wasn’t wearing a ring, whoever he was should back off.