Greek Prayer Bracelet Novels & Stories

“A bracelet. Father Frank said if you have it on, no demon or ghost can hurt you. The small crucifix was carved out from the cross Jesus Christ died on.” “This is a church treasure and should be in a vault or something. I don’t deserve to wear it,” she says. “That actually proves you deserve it. Come on give me your hand.” She brings out her hand. I say a few prayers in Latin then wear the bracelet on her wrist. It looks good on her. “Is it tight?” I ask. “No, it fits perfectly. I guess I should thank the Reverend Father later.” “That will be when he comes back from his vacation.”

She looked up and saw that the bracelet was still on the bedside table. KrisTinaen Oliver reached for it and opened it. It's still the same one from last night. There's nothing special about it. Anna Garcia: 'Sister Kristina En Healey, that's a bracelet made by Mr. Wharton himself. Jacob said that Mr. Wharton studied with the old master for several days for this bracelet. Think about it, Mr. Wharton is busy with the company's affairs every day, and he has to learn crafts with the old master at night. It's hard to think about it. Moreover, the bracelet also has a history. I heard that it is the necklace worn by the favorite royal princess of country H, and it is known as a necklace that can b

Gladdis preferred it that way, everyone should feel a little bit of both during an encounter with her. “Ah!” Gladdis tutted, clasping onto something in her bag. “There they are.” She muttered, mainly to herself. She set her bag to the side, before placing several bracelets along the desk worktop. Everyone’s eyes landed on the beaded bracelets, only adding to their silent confusion. The bracelets were gold chains laced with beaded black tourmaline crystals all the way around. “Alright,” Gladdis clapped her hands together. “Maddie and I have enchanted these bracelets for you to wear. Whilst you have these on your scent won’t be traceable, giving you an advantage to ambush Zion.”

I giggle at him. “Can you blame me, my little Aphrodite? That’s easier than fighting off everyone. Speaking of Aphrodite, I have something for you.” He gently grabs my wrist, and while we are both still looking in the mirror he places a bracelet on my left arm with two charms on it. One was a little golden birdcage, it made me smile. This is going to be a recurring theme that I think I will enjoy. On the opposite side of the cage was a little silver bird. I looked at Reece, the question evident on my face.

“Thank you. She’ll love the scent.” When the council adjourned, Bryna lingered. “Luna,” she said hesitantly, “I crafted something for your daughter.” She lifted a tiny bracelet strung with milky beads and a single silver charm resembling a dawn flame. “My hands aren’t steady, but I hope—” “It’s perfect,” Alara breathed, fastening the bracelet around Elira’s wrist. The infant flexed her fingers, fascinated by the glinting charm.

"I went through a lot of trouble to get this A-class item, a 'Holy Light Talisman.' It can repel evil spirits. It's for you, to protect yourself." I glanced at the talisman, then my eyes fell on her hand. She was wearing a delicate bracelet on her wrist. A silver chain with a heart-shaped pendant, intricately engraved. The design was familiar. Because I drew it. My gaze shifted to Ethan. He was wearing the matching bracelet, the men's version. A matching set. The birthday gift I had designed for him. Ethan noticed my stare and tried to hide his hand behind his back in a panic. But just then, a tendril of shadow shot out from Kael. It coiled around Ethan's arm, deliberately yanking up his sle

Both of our heads turned, I and the Beta's, towards the bracelets I had around my wrists. I blinked… these bracelets are Blessed Circlets? I had gotten this bracelets while I was sent to the market to get food stuffs. They were beautiful and were called praying beads. Night and day, I prayed to the Moon godess to make my mission a reality… so they were this special? They had special meanings? Slowly Beta Ilan’s hand left my veil, I quietly released the breath I have been holding, the pounding in my chest slows its pace. I watched his feet take several steps back, before raising my head, I also took several steps back.

I explained. "Thank you so much my baby, I will be coming to see you next week, don't fall into the hands of the vampires please."I smiled at him genuinely before opening the fridge, I grabbed a Crate of apple and stuffed it into my backpack smiling sheepishly at my dad before pulling him into a hug. "Take this, " he hand out the silver bracelet and it's necklace to me. "Chant this prayer if you need any help, it will give you strength." He said pointing at the word written on the silver bracelet.

“You don’t have a choice.” He reached for me again, but I stepped aside—and caught Sandra’s glare from across the room. I raised my wrist, the moonlight catching the silver lattice bracelet I’d made years ago. Its sigils shimmered faintly under the light, alive with my own energy. I smiled at her, pointedly. Her lips curled. Then her temper snapped. She walked toward me, fury burning through her body. “Aria,” she said loudly, so all could hear, “today’s the unveiling of the Devotion series. Why is that bracelet on your wrist? Did you steal it?”

If possible, make him (or his ghost) pay for his actions. I toss the phone over my shoulder to the bed before my eyes wander to my right hand, where the bracelet I didn’t realize I’d been wearing all this while still braces loosely around my wrist. Brown, woven leather has its body, and a silver open-box clasp is its fastener. Hunter explained how the design represented our mutual love and pining. Bullshit!