Kenickie Grease Necklace Novels & Stories

He opened the box, bringing out a beautiful emerald green gem necklace. My eyes widened as my jaw dropped at how beautiful the necklace was. It was gorgeous and glowed with mystical energy. “Kaden– it's beautiful!” I said to him and he grinned with pride, placing the green pendant around my neck. “I knew you would like it. It is something I got during the sixteenth century hoping that I would find someone that I can share it with. It holds magical properties. It is a jade gem, two of it kind, I possess the other half.” Kaden says, lifting up his wrist so I could see a replica of the jade gem in a band on his wrist.

The closer they were, the clearer their past was in their minds. Nicholas turned his back away slightly with a cold expression. The moment he bowed down to hold the wheelchair, however, his big movement revealed his necklace from his hospital gown. Linda’s breath bated. There was a necklace exactly the same on her neck. To be fair, it was not a necklace. It was a regular chain with a ring on it. The ring was not worth much, and the chain was not made of a decent material. It was already oxidized at this point.

and also the necklace was way expensive, I kept it on my neck just for a moment and then placed it back when I caught Nathan looking at my reflection in the mirror. “Nathan I think Natalie will like this.” I said to him pointing at the sea green necklace, he shook his head. “nah. Something else.” Oh he didn’t like it so even if I bought it would be of any use. I went through some more and found a diamond sepal necklace with matching earrings. “That is beautiful. Take it.” I agree. I gave the manager the necklace to pack and took a really nice designer cufflinks for Adam.

The wide choker band was comprised of black seed pearls woven together into a wide ribbon with gleaming silver chain that closed at the back of the neck with a lobster clasp. “I’m not encouraging you to get yourself hurt again,” Andrew told her softly, “but for the time being, this should hide the bruises on your neck so we can go out and enjoy ourselves for your birthday. Do we have a deal?” “Mr. James,” she replied with a tender smile, “We most certainly do.” “Hot dog! Let’s break out the tequila!” Mr. Valenzuela added cheerfully.

Gwyneth leaned close to Eirene’s ear and whispered, “Give this to the Alpha. Just say it’s a birthday gift from you.” Eirene froze. “What?” she asked, confused. Gwyneth gave no answer. She had already stepped back, smiling widely. “Have fun,” she said lightly, as if nothing unusual had happened. Then she walked away and greeted another guest casually. Eirene stared after Gwyneth, bewildered. Her hand was still clenched tightly around the object. Slowly, she lowered her gaze and opened her fingers. Resting in her palm was a necklace. Its silver chain was thin and delicate. It bore a small, cylindrical pendant that she assumed was made of wood.

"Mister's wish is to acquire both the earrings and the necklace. Since they form a set, why not present them together?" The head of the antique house hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright. Since everyone seems to be aware, there's no harm in revealing it now." In no time, the antique house brought out the highlight of the day, which was a Victorian necklace. The necklace was displayed in a protective glass case. The entire piece was a flawless, vibrant green, with each bead perfectly round and smooth, as if they had been meticulously crafted to be identical. In comparison, the earrings suddenly appeared less significant.

The middle-aged woman removed the necklace from her grasp and let the object float. With alacrity, Nicko caught the necklace he had just bought for his wife with one hand. The necklace must not fall, he was afraid that no scratches on the pendant when it hit the marble floor, and they know that this was a diamond. *** Slightly disappointed, Nate and his mother left the Daisy Windsor residence and began splitting the road. “You haven’t succeeded yet?” Ellen asked her son who was at the wheel. “No, she’s a lot of trouble. May he still give us time,” he said hopefully.

“Let me see.” When Lillia’s voice echoed, Maera responded immediately, passing the parchment over. At first glance, Sharee looked like any other governess, beautiful and composed. Her expression carried the faint polish of someone accustomed to authority, while her dark hair was drawn into a tight, immaculate bun that did not allow a single strand to escape. But the neckpiece at her throat betrayed everything. It was no ordinary trinket. A string of tarnished silver coins and dark stones rested against her collarbone, the centre-piece carved with a sigil so old its meaning had likely been forgotten. Her neckpiece looked as though it had been passed down for generations.

He then takes off the necklace he’s always wearing: a simple gunmetal grey circular charm on a thick woven string. “Nikolai, I can’t… your mother gave this to you!” I stutter, but he shakes his head and places the necklace over my head. The pendant rests right in the valley between my breasts and feels cold to the touch. “She also told me to give this to the one chosen as my mate, so think of it as a gift from her. It’s made of tungsten and is the strongest metal you can get - hopefully, you’ll see it as your good luck charm as well.” He says, touching the circular disk.

We kiss for a full minute and she’s the first one to pull away. “Hold on.” She reaches inside her purse and extracts a necklace. It’s a gold necklace with a gem in the middle, made of precious stone. “I want you to wear this. It’s one of the charms my aunt brought back from her trip to Africa. It’s heavily warded and should protect you from nasty attacks on the rink. I want you to have it.” “A good luck charm” Aiden accepts it from me and puts it on. He tucks it into his gear. “I love it, Twinkles. Thank you.”