Jewelry Bonnie Novels & Stories

"Oh, you won't believe what's been going on!" Joslyn perked up, eager to hear about Sigourney's glamorous adventures. As her friend launched into a detailed rant about the latest trends and designs she had encountered, Joslyn listened intently, with a soft smile, genuinely interested in her friend's passion. Suddenly, Sigourney's tone shifted, excitement bubbling in her voice. "Oh, Jos, you won't believe who I met just yesterday!" Joslyn's expression shifted to that of curiosity, "Who?" "James Montgomery, and he complimented my work. He wants to feature me in his gallery!" Sigourney squealed in excitement.

Then one Lord shouted. “She lies ! There was no treasure!” That seemed to get the Lords and Ladies riled up. She stood then quiet, closed her eyes and did as Khepri had told her. She stilled her mind and thought of the jewel being in her hand and when she opened her eyes the jewel appeared inside her hand. It sparkled and gleamed giving off a rainbow hue form the light refracting off of it making the crowd go oh and ah as they looked on. One lady yelled.

Taking it, I slowly get down. “Let’s go,” Dominique said with a squeeze on my hand. We walked into a small store full of jewelry. Why did he bring me here? “Good day Mr.Montiel what can we do for you?” A woman said as she looked at Dominique happily. “I need the best necklaces you have for her,” Dominique said as he looked down at me, “Diamonds if possible.” “Wait, um, Dominique!” I said gripping his arm, “Don’t.”

I slowly made my way toward it and bent down to inspect it. It was a silver necklace with a blue gem inside the holder. The centre gem illuminated a bright light, which I somehow hadn't noticed before. What kind of a necklace is this? I wondered to myself. I held it closer to my face and the sharp part of the pendant just barely cut the side of my finger. There was a bit of blood that accidentally smeared on the blue gem, but nothing major so I wasn't worried about it.

Musa nodded and made his way to the sitting area with Nayyab following behind. "It's your cousin Hira shop?" Nayyab asked him as she roamed her eyes. "Yes, she is the designer," Musa said. "She wants me to wear her brand suits and everything as she wants it for promotion." Nayyab nodded her head. "Go look for something for yourself. You have to buy clothes right?" Musa asked her casually and she nodded. She got up from her place and looked at the beautiful dresses. A red dress caught her eye and she happily looked at its price tag.

Yuna spoke, making me feel more at ease. I nodded at her words before cutting the call. "I would definitely find her here," I said to myself. I was about to walk out when I sighted her. At first, I thought I was wrong but when she turned slightly, I recognized her immediately. It was really Millie. But she was different. Millie was putting on gold accessories with a million-dollar dress that she had always shown me that she would buy once she struck it rich. Was this what she had done with the company's funds?

Just a single glass of water each day. I stroked my five-month belly. "I'm sorry, little one," I whispered. "Mommy has put you through so much." Footsteps echoed in the hall. The door opened. Bonnie walked in. She was wearing an expensive silk maternity dress, her belly round and high. Around her neck was a moonstone necklace I recognized. It had belonged to Ryan's mother. "You look pathetic," she purred from the doorway, her voice oozing fake pity. "Get out."

Mia halted in her tracks, turning her head to face the store employee. "Bring me the most expensive jewelry you have." The employee grinned. "Sure. Here's our latest limited edition collection. Take a look at them. We only have a set of them in Bern City." "Alright." Mia cast Shelly a backward glance. "I don't think you're wearing any decent jewelry. Would you like me to ask them to lend you a set of jewelry?" Such a degrading attitude angered Shelly. "I am Shelly Barrett, Mia Bowen. Who needs you to lend me pieces of jewelry? I have everything I want!"

I opened it to find Jackson, similarly transformed from training clothes into formal attire—charcoal suit, crisp white shirt, and a tie that matched the silvery blue of the Moon Hunters' crest. He paused, his eyes widening slightly as he took in my appearance. For a moment, neither of us spoke. "You look..." he finally managed, then cleared his throat. "The clothes suit you." "Thanks," I replied, feeling oddly self-conscious. "Yours too." An awkward silence stretched between us. "I came to give you this," he said, extending his hand to reveal a small silver box. "It belonged to your mother." I opened it with trembling fingers. Inside lay a delicate silver circlet, designed to be worn across

The air itself smelled like money, floral and expensive. All my own jewelry had been handmade—a polished river rock on a string, a little braided bracelet of spare leather, and one anklet made from twine and a chipped sea shell I thought was pretty once. I'd never even touched anything like this. Robbie walked ahead and pointed at something behind one of the display cases. "How about this one?" he asked, nodding toward a delicate silver ring set with what looked like a piece of opal carved into the shape of a crescent moon. "I think it might suit you."