Pendulum Necklace Yugioh Novels & Stories

Nicholas turned to me. "See one you like?" he asked. I looked at him and then back at the table. As my gaze scanned the merchandise, I saw a pair of yin-yang necklaces that broke in half. When they came together, they formed a circle. I pointed to the pair of necklaces, and the merchant acted quickly. "Are you interested in these, miss?" I looked at Nicholas, and he was watching me with raised eyebrows. "Are those the ones you want?" he asked.

A curious thing was a pair of gloves with flint and steel attached to the palm of either, but then she recalled what Temujin said about red Slayers needing at least a spark within a hundred yards of them to command fire. Acting purely on instinct (which her trainers sometimes encouraged), she tucked all the items away in the inside pockets of her suit, in her obi belt, under her gloves, and inside her collar. She did everything quickly, before she would get cold feet. Then something caught her eye. It was a necklace with a unique pendant. The necklace itself was made of pure silver, though judging by its appearance it was ancient and hadn’t been well-maintained. The pendant was something els

“This is no ordinary ornament, Jaiyana. This necklace… carries a power, a responsibility. And I believe the time has come for it to rest with you.” Jaiyana’s eyes widened in disbelief as Padma released the clasp and, with a reverent delicacy, handed her the necklace. Jaiyana looked at the necklace with new eyes. The pendant gleamed with a light of its own, a soft, molten gold at its core that seemed to pulse with a hidden fire. Tiny flecks of crimson and emerald shimmered within it, as though fragments of sunlight and forest had been captured in crystalline form. The chain was delicate yet strong, woven with an artistry that whispered of centuries of careful guardianship.

Then he felt something cold coiled around his long neck. "Now open your eyes." Amayra obeyed and then opened her eyes slowly. He lowered his face then touched her neck. There was a beautiful thing hanging around his neck. Yes, it's a white necklace that has a Heart-shaped pendulum. Although it looks simple, it looks beautiful in Amayra's eyes. "Waaah so pretty, is this for me?" asked Amayra with bright eyes. "Of course, you think what I put it on your neck for,"

He rolled his eyes, "A block of C4 couldn't fit in this box Reagan. You and your wild imagination." "Just tell me what's in there Derek." I said huffing. He chuckled then unwrapped the cloth from the box. I almost gasped at how intricate the design of the box was. It was gothic yet medieval in a way, and I couldn't find the words to describe it. Right smack in the middle was a detailed designed of Derek's initials and insignia, which I'm not familiar with. He opened the box to see a beautiful necklace nestled on the satin bedding. The pendant was oval and flat surrounded by silver edging. On the middle of it was a letter D in gothic lettering. What was odd was that the pendant looked liquefi

He was sure that he could use the power inside it. Dio held the necklace and stared at it for a moment. His problem at the moment was that he didn’t know how to activate it. The golden necklace had a wing pendant and a green gem in the middle. Was that a mana stone? Could it be the vessel of the fairy’s power? Dio held the pendant with his thumb and pointer finger. He focused his mana on his thumb and let the mana flow to the gem. He could feel the sensation of his mana leaving him but there was no reaction. He could just feel the gem sucking his mana.

A yin-yang pendant he hadn't noticed before. "What is that?" he asked, pointing to the jewelry. She pulled it out from under her collar. "A necklace I've held onto for years. I made it just before you were born." She turned the pendant over. Inscribed in a tiny, elegant script was her name: Anna.

He stared at me intently and my cheeks blushed with color. “You’re beautiful.” He said. “You called me ordinary.” I mentioned, “Don’t you— “You were dirty and you smelled like a hag.” He chuckled, “Come with me. I’ll show you what your trial is about.” He grabbed me by the arm but I remained put for a brief moment, “Wait.” “What?” “The necklace:” I asked, “What’s it for?” He smiled, shrugging lightly, “It’s a moon pendant. It shines when you finally meet your true mate. Also it’ll help with that mark behind your neck.”

Inside was a necklace that made my breath stop. A pendant on a delicate silver chain. The pendant itself was unlike anything I'd ever seen…a deep purple stone that seemed to glow with inner light. Surrounded by intricate silver work that looked like vines or shadows. Beautiful and slightly unsettling at once. "Sylvester, it's…" "Turn around," he commanded softly. I did. I swept my hair aside.He fastened the necklace around my throat. The pendant settled just above my collarbone. It felt warm against my skin despite being metal and stone.