Sonic Underground Necklace Novels & Stories

He looked at the necklace she was wearing; it was a pearl necklace but they weren't pearls but energy cores From an energy beast called the Jet octopus; it was unique because it had nine mana cores in its body, 8 small ones in its tentacles and one big in its head. Xasha used 2 octopuses to make the necklace, one of the large energy cores was used in the necklace as a pendant while the other was used as the centerpiece of the bracelet. The bracelet was more like a bangle; the metal used was white and filled with thousands of runes etched into it. They were hundreds of defensive water spells that she could use. The ring on her finger took up one joint on her middle finger, it was also filled

The black water of the Hudson River churns angrily below us, swallowing the city's filth. Two of my private divers break the surface, their heavy breathing echoing under the concrete overpass. One of them climbs up the slippery rocks, his gloved hand holding a clear evidence bag. Inside, caked in river silt but still brilliant beneath the grime, is the diamond necklace… and Jade’s cellphone.

On the back, barely visible: a seam, not decorative. She looked at him. "A recording device," he said. "Passive, voice-activated, range of fifteen feet. Twelve-hour battery, internal storage, transfers via contact charge." He looked at the necklace in her hand. "I had it designed. It took six days." He paused. "It is called Grace." She held it. A recording device designed as a piece of jewellery she would actually wear, bearing her name, made by the person who had sat beside her through every room in which she had had to be braver than she had expected to be.

I replied. My father stared at the necklace like he had seen a ghost. “This necklace…” he murmured. A strange uneasiness settled in my stomach. “What about it?” I asked. He lifted the necklace carefully. “I recognize this piece,” he said firmly. “There is no mistake.” My eyebrows furrowed. “Recognize it?” His voice became heavy. “This necklace belonged to the late Luna Queen.” I froze. “The Luna Queen?” I repeated. He nodded slowly. “It is a one-of-a-kind piece,” he said. “There is no other necklace like it in the world. I would recognize it anywhere.”

He sighs, and nods, “You scare me with your breathing, maybe we should get it checked out…” She smiles and tilts her head at him, “It only happens under very specific conditions. You really want to explain that to a doctor?” George goes red again and rubs the back of his neck, and shakes his head, Celine smiles and pats his knee, then turns to Greyson, “Okay so, the necklace is sorted, huzzah. Can we destroy it like the ones in England, or would that not work because of the control crystal?” He smirks,

Cronus chuckles behind me while Deimos looks at me fondly. Fondly? What? "Looks like our Luna is enjoying this trip," Cronus says with a chuckle. As the three walks forward leaving me behind to take my time and enjoy, something grabs my attention. It is a simple necklace with a baby pink stone. I don't know what it is but I like it. I don't notice that I am staring at it for a long time until the seller calls out to me, she is quite an old female. "Do you want it?" She asks me.

“You have done well, Lucian. Your core is stable, aligned, and ready. As promised, the moonstone necklace will now be returned to you.” A small altar was unveiled, and the necklace rested there, glowing faintly, its light steady and sure. Lucian stepped forward, feeling the weight of responsibility, the pulse of the soul within, and the immense power contained in the small, delicate artifact. With careful hands, he lifted it, feeling the energy flow through him, steady, strong, and controlled.

He was saying they'd be listening to every word, but with Daryl Owen in the car, he couldn't be that blunt. My necklace had been improved. Actually, I now had two. One with and one without an audible connection. The feature I'd requested not be present was now available on my new necklace. It looked identical to the first, a platinum diamond-dusted cage holding a glistening pearl. Just like the first one, the pearl wasn't a pearl, but a translucent transmitter. In the necklace I was wearing, it transmitted not only my location, but included an audio transmission. The range was impressive. "And while Mr. Owen is beside you," Nox said, "Isaac will be too."

He leads David out by gripping the back of his neck, but as soon as the door is closed, I rush to confirm what Darcia left behind. The false bottom the necklace usually sits on lifts with ease, and there, sitting in the tray, is a small gel capsule. It has to be poison. I rush to my nightstand, storing it away with the several blades I found hidden around the room still, before bolting back to the bathroom. Corbyn arrives to see me assessing my new necklace in the mirror. It was probably under ninety seconds, but I look at him and taunt, “Ninety-three.” He reaches me in two strides, his gentle fingers gliding over my skin to lift the necklace before removing it. “It doesn’t match the dress.”

“You don’t need to bribe me to be friends with Laura. I like her.” His eyes darkened. “I’m not bribing you. I’m offering you something the Luna family doesn’t do often. If you are a daughter of the underworld, you know how this world works. Someone will come after you if they think you are interfering with the wrong element. Take my protection.” I shook my head. “I told you before. I don’t need it.” He growled again and it vibrated through his chest. “I’ll only make this offer two more times. After that, you’ll be left to your own devices.”