Obsession Jewelry Novels & Stories

Or an identification for people to know that I'm his prisoner? I stared at the golden bracelet carefully as I turned my wrist around to get a better look. A shiny butterfly was hanging on it and it made it extra beautiful. I smiled as I looked at it. I may not know what it symbolises, but I choose to believe that it's just a beautiful gift I had received.

Owen grumbled, a pout on his face. At this moment, Kira noticed a sapphire necklace displayed in the window of a jewelry store, which was gleaming under the light. She couldn’t resist but walk into the store. Owen followed closely behind her. “Can I have a look at this necklace?” “Ma’am, you’ve got great taste! This necklace is a limited edition piece from our ‘Deep Sea Starry Sky’ series launched this summer. We only have five of these nationwide.” The saleswoman introduced enthusiastically as she took the sapphire necklace out of the display case.

The meeting immediately kicked off, I took notes as they talked, and every now and then, Mr Voss would look at me and a small smile would touch his lips. The investor's assistants wheeled in trays covered with black velvet and unveiled a collection of stunning diamond jewelry. Mr Anito took out a diamond necklace, which was one of the most beautiful jewelry I have ever seen. Sunlight caught the stones like it was glass. “This...” he said with a proud smile, “....is our most expensive design. It's custom-made and only one of a kind.” Mr Voss studied it for a moment. Then, without a word, he took the necklace from Mr Anito.

These are all for you. "What? Why? I had assumed you were doing this for a different purpose." I examined the jewelry, which included bracelets, rings, and necklaces. Each piece was so exquisite that I felt as though if I stared at it for too long, I might go blind from the variety of gemstones. I was a little freaked out and couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry. Silas possessed

There wasn't a single piece of jewelry on display. "I'm not a jeweler. I'm a person who specializes in medicine. There are types of medicine, such as bracelets, rings, and also necklaces, that can drive away negative energy if used. These things are very expensive and rare, so only certain people can afford them. I don't have enough money to stock up. If someone places an order, I'll ask for payment in advance so I can buy all the materials with that money." The old man explained briefly. Shane nodded in understanding.

Jay explained to her meaningfully, “Angeline, whether or not the shoe fits, only I know. In this lifetime, you’re the only one for me.” Angeline abruptly smiled at him. “Then, do you still want the jewelry?” Angeline asked. Jay replied unhesitatingly, “We have to get it back.” Angeline was starting to feel that Jay was overly obsessed with this jade jewelry set, so she was slightly curious. “Jaybie, is there anything special about this set of jewelry?”

But when Kai handed me the first prototype—blackened gold spiraling around itself like a coiled predator, edges jagged, interior smooth—I almost cried. “This,” I whispered, sliding it onto my finger, “is what survival feels like.” Theo quietly typed notes. “Marketing angle: jewelry that feels like armor.” I glanced at him. “No. Jewelry that feels like power.” The collection began to take shape. Twelve pieces. Each named after an emotion I had once tried to bury. 1. Ruin – the choker of shattered glass and ruby tears. 2. Obsession – the coiled predator ring. 3. Surrender – delicate body chains tracing collarbones and hips.

The stitches on my hand were very uncomfortable and I couldn't wait to get rid of them. My parents had a lot of backlog from their law office so they locked themselves in the upstairs office early and were catching up. Ezra was very punctual and knocked on the door exactly at the time he said he would. I ran down the stairs and opened the door, he was standing in the doorway and he looked ravishing, he was wearing gray pants, a white shirt and there was a very expensive black watch around his wrist. So far everything was fine, but he had brought his briefcase of supplies. For god's sake. I didn't even want to see his instruments of torture.

"I still can't believe your bother is a murder. He has been pretty quiet over the years." "Yeah until she came into his life. My brother had a sick obsession with my mother. I was fourteen and Dalton was only sixteen. My mother married his father. I was happy about having a brother, but then I started to notice things with Dalton were not right. He followed my mother around like a lost dog. I would catch him standing in her bedroom. Just watching her sleep. I tried to tell my mother the things I was witnessing, but she would just blow them off. My mother was a good woman and she was good to Dalton. I think he took it in a different way. It was almost like he was in love with her. She was sma