Jewelry Bonnie Novels & Stories

I'd drawn those sketches myself. Even without the family necklace, I wanted one shred of dignity. Now even that was gone. When I got back to the estate, they were throwing Bella's pre-wedding party. Bella sat among the women, wearing not only Grandmother's diamond bracelet, but a new pair of Cartier gold bangles on her wrist. My aunt grabbed her hand. "These must have cost a fortune." My mother beamed. "Cartier gold bracelets—nine hundred sixty thousand dollars. Bella can't look shabby marrying into the Harrison family."

She purchased Aspen T-shirts for herself, Jodi, and Gabriella. They stopped at a coffee shop for coffee and a snack. They headed back to the jewelry store. “Hello again, Ms. Garvey,” the jeweler said. His name was Robert Warren. He was middle-aged and bald on top of his head. He had a little bit of dark hair around his temples. “Hi, Mr. Warren. Is my bracelet ready?” she asked. “It sure is. Here you go,” Mr. Warren said and handed her the long white box. Jackie opened it to examine the bracelet. “Looks like you did a fine job.”

"No, Mira. Don't bother. You think I don't know you passed it on to Arella to use? You guys already had a field day with it, yet you want to throw it back at me to sell to whom at what price?” "So what's your deal? I don't have time. I'm running late.” She grunted impatiently. "You'd have to pay me a hundred bucks daily for eight days.” "Make it six days. I'll give you a total of six hundred.” "No. Eight. And you're returning the shoes too.” “You work in a fashion house, Bonnie. You can always get more of that at a good pricing." “Not enough reason for you to walk through my things." “I'm sorry. Just make it six please, okay?"

Sienna exclaimed, "Is all this jewelry yours? I don't think I've ever seen you wear any of these." Holding up a diamond necklace, Boa remarked, "It's not surprising she doesn't wear these. She's never been one for jewelry, after all. I guess Spencer is quite generous to let you take them back, though." "It's not all mine, though. I've never seen the one you're holding right now," Ariana said. Boa then chimed in, "And here I was, feeling confused as to how this limited edition necklace that was introduced last month somehow found its way into your jewelry box from five years ago."

"You're my woman, dress you up a bit nicer so that I won't be embarrassed!" Mr. Marcus whispered in her ear with a wicked tone, and then pushed her away, saying, "Miss Jessica, let's go!" Jessica lowered her head to look at the necklace on her chest. Her heart skipped a beat once again. It wasn't her imagination - this necklace was a limited-edition treasure from Noblefull Group called Angel's Tears.

They are perfect for her. After minutes of roaming, I walked towards Morna who was holding only a white dress. She was still bowing in front of me as if she was shy. He's holding onto the hanger tightly. I smirked. "Morna, what size are your feet?" I asked her while looking back. "T-Thirty-nine. Why?" she answered, stammering. I didn't answer her and took the sandal that was fitted for her. It’s not too high and not too small. It suits her.

He was envious. And in the middle of the crowd and dancing around the bonfire were the champions; Kaizen's eyes were only fixed on one of them, Roxanne. She looked pretty under the moon in her delicate silks and sheer outfit. He watched the way her black hair shimmered as she bounced and the way her hips moved to the beat of the drums. It was enthralling. And she appeared joyful as she danced with the other girls. It was the happiest he had ever seen her when she wasn't being flirtatious and charming. Kaizen couldn't help the tiny smile stretched on his lips as he heard the sound of her giggles.

​Lyra froze, every muscle locking as a woman emerged from the gloom beneath the dead torches. One pale hand rested against the weeping wall, steadying herself. ​Upon her brow sat the Bone Crown—not the pristine relic Lyra had hauled across the continent, but an older, heavier iteration. The bone was darkened like aged ivory, worn smooth, with one side jaggedly sheared away above the temple. ​Yet it was the face beneath the mutilated artifact that stole Lyra's breath.

” “I see you are still wondering who I am, Bonnie.” Bonnie quickly turned around but still got no sign of her,she quickly ended the call as she kept her face firm.as she rushed out of the mall. --- Selene wore a sleeveless gown the color of deep ocean—rich blue, fitted just enough to speak without shouting. Tiny gold stones traced the neckline and waist like someone had dusted her in starlight. Her makeup was soft, barely there, but deliberate—the kind of look that whispered elegance instead of announcing it. Her purse clutched to her hand, and the steady click of her heels on the marble floor filled the quiet like a rhythm she owned.

“But, no worries, my mission now is just to buy.” Luna furrowed her brows and swept a glance at the jewelry on display. She only needed one look to know that the boss of the mall was Joshua. Luna had seen many of the jewelry on display before. Some were even her designs. “Ms. Craig.” Upon seeing Bonnie, the salesperson of the jewelry store passionately greeted her. “Are you here to buy a wedding ring?” Bonnie blushed a little. “Yes.” “Please look over here.” The salesperson’s explanation made Luna sleepy. She laid her head on the counter.