Seeing Stone Necklace Novels & Stories

Where is my necklace? *

My eyes slid over the contents on the safe, —It ranged from letters, a bunch of antiques that look important, and something gleamed softly. It was a necklace My breath hitched in my throat. No. No, it couldn’t be— But it was. Glaring right back at me. There, lying between two folded letters, was a moonstone necklace. One that was vague in my mind but familiar. I've seen this before. I held the strap of the necklace, recognizing it almost instantly. I've seen the necklace before with Reine. It was always in her jewelry box. Even though she never really wore it, Reine always took to necklace wherever she went.

She was the true grace the Moon Goddess had given me. Suddenly, a terrified howl erupted from the gravesite, cutting through the violence. The Beta warriors had dug through the earth. My body wasn't there. The corpse, a stranger hastily wrapped in rags, was not me. There was only a moonstone pendant, tied with a silk ribbon, glowing faintly beside the body. "The moonstone…" Kaelan's voice suddenly choked. He shakily picked up the pendant, his knuckles white from the force of his grip.

“Um, in her file, there was a keepsake from her mother. I used to look at it. It was a necklace. It had a purple stone in it. But it wasn’t a normal stone. It glowed. It never stopped glowing.” “Glowed? Do you have the necklace?” I asked. “No, but I had looked it up, and it was something called Purple Atlantis…I think.” This got my attention. “Purple Atlantonite?” “Yeah. Yeah…that’s it.” She has that necklace with her. “You bought yourself some time,” I said. Then I looked at the guard. “Throw him in the basement and have someone come clean his mess.” Conrad looks at me. “Please, my kids are home.”

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 elderly vendor, with weathered hands that spoke, held forth an exquisite piece. Intricate links of gold, meticulously wrought, formed an elegant chain that draped seamlessly, creating a delicate framework for the centerpiece. At the heart of the necklace rested a sizable blue gemstone, capturing the essence of the deep ocean in its rich hue. The gemstone, cradled within a golden setting, emanated a mesmerizing brilliance that danced with every movement. Its facets catch and refract light, creating an ever-changing play of colors that evoke a sense of desire.

He knows that the particular necklace could be just like any other ancient antiques of the old Indian world but the way the string of the moon necklace and its design completely matches the moon bracelet that was set on display from the glass that he left just a while ago with its black stringed straw couldn't break any more truth of the authenticity that the necklace in front of him is actually hers. Her moonstone charm necklace. The necklace had a center white opal stone—a smaller spherical stone than the size of a jackstone ball. The black string crosses the small opening at its center side stringing along three smaller crescent-shaped flat white moons facing the sphere stone on each side

When did I ever need some dead stone to shine? Then, Idris Raed picked up something and went behind me. He placed a stone on my neck, and asked, “Saira, what do you think of this one?” I frowned and glanced down. A sapphire necklace crafted like the leaves of a branch stretched their limbs. Its pearls dripped below a sapphire moon and glowed with a faint light. Many stars clustered around it in a ring, enhancing its charm. The necklace wasn’t large. It felt light as a feather, but was still exquisite enough to turn many females blind with jealousy.

she encourages, bubbling with excitement. I chuckle and eagerly take the necklace out of the box, then clasp it around my neck. “How does it look on me?” I ask, modelling the necklace proudly. “Gorgeous, of course! It compliments your skin perfectly,” she gushes. I smile, touching the pendant as my heart swells from Invidia’s kindness. “What kind of stone is this?” “Labradorite. Said to impart strength and perseverance.” I snort dryly, “I could definitely use some of that.”

“Anyone else? Going... going... going... and gone. The invisible painting goes to Alpha Raymond of the Star Shine Pack.” I shake my head and scoff. A hundred thousand dollars on nothing is crazy. “The next item for today is this thousand-year-old stone that has been encrusted into a necklace. Starting price is one hundred and twenty thousand dollars,” he says as he gently takes out the most beautiful jewel I have ever seen. The center is a beautiful shade of pink, coated with emerald green. It is so beautiful. “Do you like it?” Kieran asks when he sees the way I am looking at it.