Never Lost Necklace Novels & Stories

She was sure that the mysterious man would come back to see her, as he always did, like when she was still in the underground prison. The next day, Vione waited for the mysterious man. But the mysterious man did not come, and at that moment she realized that she had lost something very precious. There was nothing around Vione's neck. There was no half-moon pendant necklace. "My necklace?" Vione touched her neck several times. "Where is my necklace?" Panic overcame Vione. Her body grew cold. She searched the cave but couldn't find it. Vione sat down weakly. "How could I lose the necklace?" she asked in a whisper, filled with regret. "I lost the necklace that Usher gave me."

She finally unwrapped the case and the necklace shone brightly from inside. Hakeem squinted his eyes. "That... is that what I think it is?" he asked. "Yes, Prince Hakeem" she smiled and gently stood up. "This is the necklace you lost on your previous visit to Miami. The necklace you sought after and killed for so much but still couldn't find it. This philanthropist knew our efficiency and employed our services to look for this precious adornment of yours and keep it safe till you visited another time" she explained with pride.

I held back from throwing up. “Find another dog to play with. It’s not me.” “What about if I gave you this?” I turned in curiosity, seeing he bent forward in the grass, holding a little chain with two rings looped around them. I could recognize the sight of it, but also the smell of it. The woman slung it over her neck, pressing her fingers through the rings before drawing them down her naked body. “My mate’s necklace,” I growled. I couldn’t be sure how, but I know she lost her necklace in Las Vegas. Helen would still reach for her throat to stroke the keepsake, but it had been missing since Geoffrey and my father’s pack descended on us both.

Someone is doing this because they are trying to get to me, I'll make sure to behead whoever tried this nonsense. Diana is the best thing that has ever happened to me and I won't let anybody or anyone take her away from me, if I have to drive through the whole of Georgia to find Diana I'll do it. I sent Diana's picture to the special agent and continued my search. ****** "Where is the girl?" The head of the goons yelled. "We lost her" the goons fell to the floor and begged. "We are sorry, we chased her but she hid somewhere and that's how we lost her"

John’s POV He came home and threw the stuff on the kitchen counter. “Mira?” No sound. He tried again. Her jacket was gone, her shoes were gone, and there was no trace of her. He had only left her half an hour ago. She wanted to cook some Indian food for him and needed a few things. He ran upstairs, into his bedroom. That’s when the shock hit him. His safe was open and empty. The new watch he had bought was gone. A gold chain which was a symbol of his good old times, was gone.

It was alive with the sound of footsteps wading through the waist-deep water, their breath heavy, and eyes scanning the depths for a single object—the lost necklace of Alpha Rhaella. Steven StoneClaw stood in the waist-deep water, his powerful frame tense as he watched the flowing water with keen, vigilant eyes. The necklace was no ordinary trinket. To some it must have been, but to him; Steven StoneClaw, it was a necklace that holds deep value to his beloved. He mouthed the words spoken by Rhaella, trying to remember the specification of the necklace. A gold necklace, with the center endowed with a large white stone. The cold water lapped against his skin as Steven clenched his fists, frust

All because he had promised that he would buy it back. But everyone knew what had happened after that. Elena had long given up hope of ever finding it again. She had buried the pain, convinced that the necklace, like so many other things in her past was lost forever. But never, not even in her wildest dreams, had she expected Lucas to bring it back to her. Her fingers curled around the pendant as a lump formed in her throat. Sniffling, she lifted her teary gaze to him and asked, her voice barely above a whisper, “Where… where did you find it?”

I nod, relief flooding me, and together we rush out with my two boxes and load them into her run-down car. It’s only as I’m about to step in the car that I fold my hands over my chest and realize with horror that my pendant is missing. “Shit,” I say, closing the car door behind me as Evelyn calls out to me. If it was anything else I’d have let it go, but that necklace is the last thing of my mother that I own. I run into the bedroom and desperately feel under the springy mattress until my fingers loop around cold metal. Bingo.

She didn’t want to cry, but the tears slipped out anyway. Cecilia reached for her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “If you can’t find it, we’ll just talk to him. We’ll explain everything. He’ll understand.” Eleanor shook her head slowly. “No, Mom… I don’t think he will. That necklace meant something to him. It was his first gift to me. And I—” her voice wavered again “—I lost it like it didn’t matter.” Cecilia smiled gently, brushing a tear from Eleanor’s cheek.

A bloody farewell note telling her to move on, to love someone *alive*. Elena tried to stand. Her knees buckled immediately, threatening to give out. She grabbed a nearby tree trunk for support, bark rough under her fingers, and forced herself upright. The forest spun for a moment. She reached instinctively for her neck, fingers searching for the familiar weight of the necklace. It was gone. Her hand froze against bare skin. No chain. No warm stone resting against her collarbone. The necklace that had bound her to the Harbor, to Roberto, to everything—was simply not there anymore.