Never Lost Necklace Novels & Stories

Strange! She didn’t remember what happened. Just that she tried the necklace and fainted. Recalling the necklace, Scarlet looked for it and it was still there over the ground. Approaching it, she collected it in her palms and checked for any damages. Finding none, she felt relieved, but…something was different. The beads didn’t shine any longer. The yellow shine was nowhere in the bead.

"Yes." Madam Felicia can be irritable at times, but she treats all of the maids as if they were her children, especially Anastasia. Anastasia's parents died a year ago in a devastating flood while returning from a trip. She had to work odd jobs to make ends meet. She was an only child with no one to turn to for help. She was taken as a slave from her town to Gardenia eight months ago. She was initially terrified, but Madam Felicia rescued her and stood by her side. Madam Felicia showed her love and affection and told her not to worry. She'll always look out for her.

Pov. Amber I hop off my motorcycle and whip my helmet off, I look around the school parking lot to see the group that I spotted when I rolled in, staring at me. One of the men really catches my attention. He has to be about six foot six, he has jet black hair and cold gray eyes. He’s leaning on a 1969 black Impala. Out of nowhere some chick in a cheerleading outfit pops up in front of me. “Hi I’m Josephina!” She yells at me in one of those peppy voices you would hear in one of the “Bring It On: movies.

I didn't find out where the necklace was, but Reine soul was okay. She's safe for now. Besides, no one knows of her existence in the necklace aside from Cassandra and I. Also, I lost the necklace once, but it found it's way back to me. I just have to trust that would happen again.

I dropped to the floor, checking around my suitcase, under the bed, by the door. Nothing. The necklace. My necklace. The one with the tiny locket that held the only photograph of my mother and me. That man. It must’ve come off when he grabbed me. Or maybe when he threw me. Maybe it got caught on his hand, or his chest, or the wall. Gods, I didn’t know—but it had to still be there. I had to get it back. The locket wasn’t just jewelry. It was everything. And if someone found it, someone who realized it was mine…

And beside him… Was a little girl with bright blue eyes and curly blonde hair, smiling like she didn’t have a single worry in the world. My grip tightened slightly at the old photograph. It has been sixteen years since then and I have never forgotten that day. Not the chaos, not the blood, or the way she disappeared. It was the way we had bonded like two people meant to be and the fact that I had given her my mother's necklace asking her to keep it safe and to always wear it because I wanted to recognize her in the future with it. How was it possible that the necklace was here now in the hands of an entirely different girl? What could have possibly happened?

Nyla I walked through the school gates, my footsteps heavy on the pavement. The afternoon sun felt too bright, too warm against my skin. People passed me, laughing and chatting in groups, but I kept my head down, eyes fixed on the ground. Every step took me further from the building, but it didn’t take me away from the thoughts swirling in my head. He lied to me. The necklace. Ezekiel had told me he lost it. But I had seen it around Aida’s neck today. Clear as day. The same delicate chain, the same pendant. He had given it to her.

A woman he'll never ever forget that night he'd lost his necklace it had a cross on it the only reminder he had of his late mother,his mother had given it to him on the night of her passing. By the time he'd realise it was gone it had been too late neither she or the necklace had been there when he had gone back to the hotel later that night.How could he search for someone he doesn't know. Where would he begin so he'd let it go,after that he never did find someone who compares to her.Brown eyes he'd called her that night during their lovemaking eyes that glowed brightly with passion and need.

"My necklace. I lost my necklace." "What was so special about that necklace?" "Because..." I sniffled, "my love gave it to me, before I lost him." "Why did you lose him?" My eyes met his again, and this time they blurred from tears. He was a stranger, a complete stranger, yet I poured my heart out to him that moment. I told him from the day everything changed to the day I lost my all, and he listened with utter concentration, not once interrupting me. For some reason, I trusted him, feeling he wouldn't judge, and he didn't.

I turned my head to look at the prince and smiled at him. "I'm okay," I told him through the mind link and shifted my attention to my plate. ____ "What's the hurry all about?"Hades asked with a raised brow. "They are going to help me look for my necklace in the woods. I lost it yesterday night."I explained briefly and Hades frowned at my words. "A necklace? You can buy another necklace."He reasoned out but I shook my head vigorously. "No, that necklace is important, it's priceless."He nodded hesitantly when he heard my words. I knew he didn't believe it because he didn't know the history behind the necklace.