Sister Bracelet Silver Novels & Stories

I nodded along with him. "Alrighty!" She dragged a bit and turned around looking at the bracelets displayed in front of her. Me and Aiden saw that everything was good and nice. One bracelet caught my attention. It was lock and pair one. It was made of platinum along with diamond. The one for the girl has a heart entwined with another heart, along with a crown of queen on top of it. The boy bracelet has the same one heart entwined with the another heart along with a a king's crown on top of it. I nudged Athena with my shoulder as she looked up to what I was pointing on the display.

It's a trap. I took a breath and I opened the door cos I needed to know what Victoria had to say. She stood holding something in her hands, the silver bracelet. "Thank you for being reasonable," she said sweetly. "Now. Let's talk about what happens next because you and your sister have put me in a very difficult position and when I'm in a difficult position, I tend to make difficult choices." She held up the bracelet. "Recognize this?" I gasped. It was Sage's bracelet. The one from the party two years ago.

says Hala, reaching into her pocket to pull out her jewelry clutch, and walks toward the pool, "I've got a little something for you." From her clutch, Hala pulls out a single tapered silver bracelet. Pencil-lead sized bars in three rows link together and reflect light from the opening above. Held in her hand, it's like a tiny argent waterfall frosen in time that glitters as light dances off the metal surface.

The kind that comes from seeing too many families shattered. Alexa sat at the metal table. She hadn’t moved in forty-seven minutes. Not since they brought her here from the morgue, still wearing the same clothes she'd worn for fourteen hours of travel. Her duffel bag sits on the floor beside her chair, unzipped, Alice's sweatshirt visible at the top. "She has visible marks on her wrists," Detective Cross says, stepping into the room. She closes the door behind her, a gesture of privacy that feels almost kind. "Which means she did try to struggle. Your sister was murdered."

The box grazed my eyebrow, nearly hitting me in the eye. Something chucked at my face that almost hurt me—this wasn't a gift. It was a handout. I popped the lid open. A sapphire bracelet. The quality was flawless, its facets throwing off a shattered, cold light in the sun. The craftsmanship was exquisite; you could tell at a glance it cost a fortune. My fingertips paused at the clasp as a sudden thought hit me. "What's the wrist size for this bracelet?" "Fourteen point two." He answered without even thinking. The smile froze on my lips, and a sour sting hit my nose.

On the opposite sidewalk, the stores were also closed, the only thing that worked was the traffic light that changed color. I looked at the bracelet that Grandma had given Angie and me for Angie's birthday, it was always like that, it doesn't matter if the birthday was one of them, the other always received a gift too. This was a silver bracelet with a heart, they were the same and we loved that. Such a little thing makes me feel close to my sister always. "What if it's also bad?" Angie asks me, worried. — I don't think so, Grandma wouldn't send us with someone like that.

“Oh, yes? How did—” “Your sister’s gift. Luke gave it to me, so I took it to your room. Anyway, I got you this,” she said to me, giving me a small light pink box. “What’s this?’ I asked, fumbling with the ribbon. “Open it,” she beamed with a smile as I pulled off the cover, revealing a gold bracelet with my name on it. “How did you—” I paused, taking the bracelet out of the box. “Well, there are perks to serving the queen. Do you like it?” She asked, her eyes sparkling and her smile wide.

Then my eyes dropped to what he held in his hand. And my blood ran cold. Freya’s bracelet. Nikolai did not look at me immediately. His eyes remained fixed on the silver bracelet resting in his gloved hand as though he were trying to understand something about it. “Is this yours?” he asked quietly. His voice sounded distant and I moved toward him quickly. “No,” I said at once. “It belongs to my sister.” Something strange crossed his expression that made my heart start pounding. He stared harder at the bracelet, his brows pulling together slightly as though he was trying to make sense of what he was looking at.

She declared, “I bought sister bangles!” Handing one to Scarlett, Kate winked, “For Scarlett.” She picked one and handed it to Gaby and then to Kenzie. “To Gaby and Kenzie. I have one too!” “Of course, Mom has her own, but it’s different from ours,” Kate said, before giving Samantha her own bracelet. Scarlett smiled at her bracelet, and she was surprised to see it was already engraved on the back. It read [Little Sister, Scarlett]. That utterly made Scarlett smile, and tears threaten to fall from her eyes. She said, “I - I never really had a sister.”