Hermione Necklace Novels & Stories

That finally caught his attention completely. His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at her. “But I don’t think Eugene will agree to give it to me.” “What do you want from them?” Arnold asked quietly as the carriage started moving again. Outside, Eugene’s furious shouting still echoed behind them. Arnold sounded almost amused by it. “Tell me, hmm?” he added, his fingers lazily tracing circles against Irene’s waist. Irene hesitated briefly before answering. “Luna Lorraine has a necklace,” she said softly. “It’s made of precious stones.”

I walked closer to her, hiding the necklace behind me. “How do I look?” She giggled. “Enchanting.” I smiled. “Ta-da!” I showed the necklace to her. “My goodness!” She gasped. “Is this not the famous Lumière Èternelle that the heiress to the Rossini fashion empire and celebrated style icon has in her collections?”

Veronica said as bad thoughts rum through her mind. "OMG. She is really it..." Derek mumbled under his breath. "What did you just say?" Veronica asked. "Nothing. Can I look at it.....the necklace." Derek said moving forward. "Sure." Veronica said as she brought the necklace out of her clothes. She looked at him closely to check if his eyes would wonder, but it didn't. Thoughts of what she really is ran through his mind. He looked at the pendant which was shaped in a weird tooth like shape and her looked closer seeing, tear drops of diamond stuck inside. According to the seer, tears of the queen of all demons.

Is there something I need to know about her? “The day I brought Lyra unconscious, I noticed how you stared at her, especially her not-so-fanciful neckpiece…” She sighed, her shoulder dropping. “The necklace is a replica of an ancient piece belonging to the direct descendants of the moon goddess. But, I'm not sure yet. Time would tell I still got to make some findings.” “If she is what I think she is, then your days with this plague will soon be over,” She said. “What !” I felt a pang in my chest.

She said and I took down some more cases and then I looked at her again. "I've taken them all down," I said but she was still staring at the little wall the cases had been up against. And as I looked back at the wall, something was forming and there was another case, and in it was a necklace with the image of a unicorn with a golden horn on it and she stared at it hard. The light in her body began to go down and her eyes reflected the light in the necklace. "Bloom?" I asked. "My Necklace."

She was like the Sun dipped in black and covered in gold & silver. She's wearing a sparkling silver gown that reminds me of the dress Tank bought for me. Only hers is more revealing than mine. Her braided obsidian hair reaches to her butt. And she has some ornate looking gold beads scattered throughout it, they make a soothing sound when they rub together. And she wore a thick, wide golden necklace, it went from right under her collarbone to right above her cleavage. It was engraved with many wolves in deep red, purple and indigo blue. Their heads were back as they howl at the full crimson moon in the center of the piece. The tails of the two wolves on the end curled up around her neck. She

Then shifted to look carefully at the set of necklaces displayed in front of her ignoring the locket that she loves to wear. In the end, she chose to wear a choker made of yellow gold, encrusted with a large ruby in the middle of the piece. A perfect piece hugging her neck. Perfect to accentuate her slender neck. And when the crown was put on her head the weight of the power behind the symbolism of this fine piece of jewelry stuck to her. Gazing at the same crown her mother wore when she was proclaimed mother of the nation. She found herself breathless as she looks at herself. The person in front of her is not merely a daughter that loses her family, a mother who loses her child untimely. Sh

' I sat upright when I heard Raja's voice in mind. 'Where are you? I thought you already can come out physically?' 'I can't just stay out all the time, can I? Look at your necklace, my lady.' I touched my neck and looked down when I felt something thin all over it. It is a small dragon pendant with a little diamond at the center that has a glowing yellow orange stone that looks like a burning liquid… a lava. 'I don't remember having this necklace. Where did I got this?'

Nicoleta was looking at Alodia while she played her necklace without thought. It was the necklace that Harman gave her on her birthday. Until now, she was wearing it and she never parted with it ever since. It was the only thing that seemed to link her with him and their past.