Pandora Sister Charm Novels & Stories

“Look at this! A candle that smells like thunderstorms. I don’t even know what that means, but I want it.” Celeste chuckled, real and light. They reached the tables with handmade charms and jewelry—sun catchers and pressed flower pendants, wire-wrapped crystals and rings shaped like leaves and vines. It was delicate work, humble and full of care. Celeste drifted toward the edge of the display, her gaze catching on something small and silver. It was a charm. A crescent moon nestled in faintly clouded glass, with three tiny snowflake crystals dangling from the edge like frozen stars.

Her eyes moved under her half-shut lids, but she didn’t move. It had taken weeks to track Yesande to this remote citadel, and nearly a day to convince his sister to let him have a go at the charmer. Yesande’s medics had yet to isolate the pheromone responsible for her charmer abilities, and they’d begun feeding her drugs to increase her libido in the hopes of increasing production.

“Fine.” When her brothers left, Aiden exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. “He’s impossible.” “He’s just… scared,” Liana murmured. “We all are.” He hesitated, then reached into his pocket and handed her a small velvet box. “What’s this?” “Open it.” Inside was a delicate gold charm bracelet — one of her early designs, but remade with precision. Each charm was shaped like something meaningful: a sketchbook, a thimble, a heart, and one small star.

Charm asked as she stared at Reiner’s stressful face from across the glass counter. Charm couldn’t help but giggle at the baffled and confused look that her childhood friend had on his face as he stared down at the large array of loose diamond stones and diamond rings that she had on display in her store. --To be continued…

Aceli had briefly made Pandora think—perhaps she was the one responsible for placing the engagement ring on her ‘fiancé’s’ finger. Pandora looked bitterly at the decision she had made. She had indirectly tied herself into a complicated relationship. That perfectly fitted ring was proof that their relationship had truly and genuinely begun. She didn’t want to wax poetic about a sweet love story. But placing trust in the right person was her hope. Could Pandora commit to Kingston? What about the unresolved love from the past? She was pondering this when Aceli’s sudden appearance startled her. “For Sister Panda.” A chain with a single, beautiful pendant fit perfectly on Pandora’s wrist. Aceli h

She says this as she takes it out of the box. I went shopping with Nat last week for Daisy's birthday present. Of course, our bodyguards accompanied us. We weren't out for long because I knew exactly what I wanted to get her. I bought her a four-charm gold bracelet. The letter B, which stands for bubbles, is the first gold charm. The second charm is a Daisy flower with diamond-encrusted petals. The third charm is a horse, and the fourth is a crown studded with diamonds. I chose those four charms for her because they each have a special meaning. I assist her in putting it on before Alessandro approaches us.

I lift the lid from the box and find a gorgeous Pandora charm bracelet inside. “Oh, wow. It’s beautiful,” I gush, lifting it gently out of the box. I love it already, but then the individual charms make me gasp. There is a charm of a butterfly, another of a cheeseburger. There’s one shaped like a tomato, and one that looks a lot like my original house I bought when moving here. There are a few with dates on them. One date is of our courthouse wedding, then the other of our real wedding. There is one of a kitten, one of a heart and Adrian’s name on it. My favorite charms are of puzzle pieces, each with our names on them, and a birthstone in every one. Mine and Adrian’s is one charm with two p

“It’s beautiful... but I can’t accept this, Sir.” And we’re back to the formalities just like that. Nothing happened between us more than kissing last night and she was the first girl I slept with that nothing happened more than cuddling. “I bought it for you.” I took out the silver charm bracelet I bought at Pandora last night. I bought two charms for her, one of which was a miniature boat that represents the boat ride we had in Venice and the other was a compass dangle charm with a little topaz gem in the middle.

I tried to explain. “Working? You call drinking with men ‘work’?” My father slammed his hand on the table as he shot to his feet. “Do you have any idea how upset Daffie is today? She posted something really important on Instagram, and you, her own sister, couldn’t even hit the ‘like’ button? Are you jealous of her?” Daphne looked up at me. Her eyes glistened with tears. “Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?”

"Pull all investment from Donna's company. I'll handle the final meeting myself. And starting now, scale down everything in Fremora. Shift operations back to Carmoria." Leandro Corp had always been Carmoria-focused. But eight years ago, I dragged the whole company back to Fremora—our home country—just to stay close to her. Now, I was heading back to Carmoria. For good. Out of Donna's life, permanently. Then another text popped up. [Let's get divorced. I'm tired.] This time, I didn't stop her. I replied with one word: [Okay.] Next morning, I woke up at eight. From my office, I heard yelling outside.