Pandora Money Bag Charm Novels & Stories

“I got it a while ago when we were at the mall last and picked the charms out myself.” I pulled out a thick braided leather bracelet, for a man, it had three metal charms hanging from it, three wolf heads to be exact. black, silver, and dark brown. Representing the three of us, it was perfect. A lump formed in my throat. She then handed me another bag, smiling “This is from me and Kel.”

She held it out to me, her hands trembling slightly. "This is from my family," she said, offering it to me. "I’ve carried it with me for years. I thought... maybe it would help you find peace here. It’s small, but it’s a reminder that not everyone believes the lies." I took the charm, feeling its weight in my palm. It was a delicate silver pendant, shaped like a crescent moon, with tiny beads that caught the light. A symbol of protection, I realized, of someone wanting to offer me a small piece of comfort in a place that still felt strange to me.

Aias asks watching the clerk place item after item in the seemingly small bag. “No, I placed a recall charm along with bottomless dimension and featherlight charms, on it. The Extention charms have limits on them that I have found break if too many magical items are placed within,” I explain grinning at the wide-eye looks I receive from both the clerk and Aias. Aias nods before talking to the clerk. It takes a while before gold is exchanged and the bag is handed to me. “May I ask your name?” I ask the clerk as I place the bag on my belt.

Pursing her lips, she keeps it aside too. The next thing to come out from the bag is a small wooden rectangle box. The wood is a rich mahogany color with golden flowers embedded on the lid. In the center in a rectangle, there is a name. With shaking hands, she opens the box. She pulls out two things from that box. An oval moonstone pendant encased in a metal that suspiciously looks like silver, hanging from a golden chain. The next thing is a red silk pouch with drawstrings. Charlotte opens the pouch while she can feel three set of eyes on her.

"There's a couple things in there, so be careful." She nodded and ripped open the paper and box. On top was a velvet box from a local jewelry store. It wasn't small enough to be a ring, but that didn't matter. They hadn't talked about that, yet she was very interested in what sat inside. Carefully opening the box, she saw a Pandora bracelet with a few charms already on it. "Jagger, it's beautiful," she told him, fingering the charms. There was one that was an apple, she assumed for a teacher, a music note, she assumed for their shared love of him singing, and then there was one of an infinity symbol, she hoped to symbolize their commitment to one another. "Keep going," he told her.

Charm Coin was also known as Charm Token. It was an ancient coin that people used to ward off bad luck. It originated at least a thousand years ago, rarely seen in the modern day. It was a remarkable feat for Aria to be able to acquire the coin! Ezra's exclamation drew a crowd of curious vendors. "It truly is a Charm Token! My word, you're incredibly lucky!" Vendors swarmed Aria with offers. "Miss, would you be interested in selling the coin? I'll give you five thousand dollars!"

He opens the box. Inside lies a delicate anklet. Platinum chain. Tiny diamonds embedded along its length. One emerald charm shaped like a wave. I stare at it. “…please tell me that one is not billions.” “Only several hundred million.” I cover my face with my hands. “You’re insane.” “Possibly.” “Why an anklet?” “Because you walk into danger constantly.” “That’s not a reason.” “It is for me.” He kneels slightly and gestures toward my foot.

After that, she said with certainty, “Mr. Parish, it’s indeed Isabella's top-tier special custom-made handbag.” Mr. Parish nodded. “You can continue speaking.” Harmonia smiled and nodded. “Since everyone likes to talk about prices so much, this handbag costs ninety million dollars, and it’s thirty times the price of this pearl earring!” Harmonia’s tone was calm and composed, and she spoke with a clear conscience.

The fragments fell back into the box. The pendant was completely destroyed. At the same instant, her golden filigree evening bag began vibrating violently with an incoming international call.

Maverick was silent, but he stared at me with that unreadable expression of his, like he was trying to figure out what game I was playing –or if I even knew the rules. I lifted my chin and exhaled. “Fine. Just tell me what I need to know.” Charlie beamed. “Now that’s the spirit. I’ll text you the crash course schedule, think of it as billionaire girlfriend bootcamp.” He stood, straightened his suit jacket, and tossed me a small velvet pouch which I caught with both hands and my eyebrows raised. “What’s this?” “Your necklace for the event,” Charlie responded. “It’s custom, gold with tiny sapphires –your birthstone, right?”