Locket Anime Novels & Stories

” Jenne said. “oh, this locket, “Purple holds the locket in her hand .”It’s the last gift of my parents to me. “ Keeping this locket, I feel like they are with me sometimes. “you miss them too much,” Jenne asked, smiling. “yes, more then anything “they continue their talking, not realising the presence of someone following them. “oh, purple look rabbit “, Jenne jump. The eye on the rabbit was shining in night moonlight.

My mother had pressed it into my hand right before the black veins reached her jaw. Not run. Not I love you. Hide it. I sat on the edge of the bed with the locket in my hands and the storm loud against the glass. I pushed my thumbnail into the tiny gap where the hinge had rusted shut. Pushed harder. My nail split. Blood from the cut on my knuckle smeared the silver. The latch gave. The locket fell open. No photo inside. No hair. Nothing soft at all. Just metal. And pressed deep into it... a mark. A design. Sharp angles and no softness anywhere in them. A snake wearing a crown, coiled tight around a broken sword.

I turn to see her running into the arms of a man with long silver hair, he swirls his fingers and butterflies appears, flying around her while she giggles excitedly. He picks her up from the ground with one hand, using the other to take off a strange locket from his neck. He places it on the hands of the little girl and her hands starts to glow. I gasp and walk closer to the both of them and the first thing I notice is my name on it and another initial "property of K.Silverman" written at the side. But then the scene shifts abruptly and I'm back in the garden with the locket still in my hands. Confusion clouds my thought as I try to make sense of the flashback. Was it real, or just a figment

The man before me had features as handsome as a sculpture. I saw a familiar silver cross necklace peeking out from the collar of his shirt. I had given that necklace to a boy I had hidden with during a turf war when I was fifteen. I stared at his collar for a long moment before he suddenly smiled. "So you finally recognize me. Fifteen years of watching over you weren't for nothing, then." Lorenzo leaned in closer, his voice low and magnetic. The memories came flooding back.

Bellatrix warned everyone and all nodded their heads. They all walked carefully on their way. Soon they reached the cave. All stood outside of the cave looking at it. "Don't get scared there are two Dragons inside it. If you show them your locket they won't attack you." Bellatrix told Leonardo and he nodded in an understanding way. It was his mother's locket. Which was a powerful ancient locket. "Okay, I'm ready," Leonardo said confidently but from inside he was shaking badly. His heart was beating so fast that it seemed it would come out at any moment.

Lysandra smiled gently, "On your fifth birthday, she gave you a small locket, shaped like a crescent moon. Inside, there's a picture of the two of you, and the words, 'Forever entwined, my moonlight.'" Choked with emotion, I clutched the very locket hidden beneath my dress. No one else knew of its existence. Dupree, sensing the gravity of the revelation, interjected cautiously, "We must protect this knowledge. The underworld is rife with those who'd exploit it." Lysandra nodded in agreement. "But first, she must be prepared. The coming storm won't wait."

The whole logistics of time had my brain going to jelly. The facts of the matter were this; I was stuck in past, mated to one of the most ruthless rulers ever known in the werewolf world. That same werewolf hated me, didn’t trust me and I now expected me to bare him heirs to his kingdom. What I couldn’t work out is how my current reality fit into Granny Lou’s stories of the last Alpha King. Curiosity taking over me, I open the locket in my hand. Lockets usually held one of two things. Hair, usually that of a lover, or pictures of a loved one. Perhaps his mother or father? Or maybe he did in fact have a lover.

*********************** CRYSTAL'S RESTAURANT AT THE ACADEMY ************************ "Ximora, an order at table two!" a waitress yelled dashing into the kitchen and Xiomora quickly wore her apron and head out to table two. Her fingers were busy rolling her long hair brown hair into a messy bun as she walked hurriedly to where table two is and arriving there, she met three boys sitting around the table. From the look of things, one them is a werewolf while the others are human. She brought out the menu and hand it to them while smiling beautifully.

Mac said as he walked through the door. “I am here,” “Pay close attention. “You need to decode Jake’s phone’s security code and uncover any information that might be valuable to us,” Jake remarked as he drank the water. Mother cast a troubled glance at me. “I need to locate a witch who can assist me in investigating what she knows about this locket,” Mac revealed the locket, crafted out of white gold and carvings of shadowy wings. “Yuri and Gabriel, please keep this between the three of us. Alpha has specifically requested that I keep it hidden from the Elders of the packs.” Mac stated.

He tossed the toy in the air and caught it; repeating this a couple of times, "Shmel': it uses to be my favourite transformer too." He said. His accent was something very different from Marcello and Serena's. It sounded almost Germanic, "Hello Jasmine," With just half her body visible to him from behind the door, she motioned with her left hand, which he couldn't see, for Aisha to wait and not rush in with the gun in her hand. Everything in her system was shaking. Her gunshot wounds which where yet to heal completely, still felt sore as she stood, she wasn't supposed to stand for long,