The Princess Jewelry Box Novels & Stories

"Open it," Sofia looked at me and I nodded. She opened the box revealing a tiara embedded with diamonds and ruby. It was so beautiful that we stared at it speechlessly. "Now, the princess is complete," Miranda smiled, placing the tiara on Vivian's tiny head. "Sir," John said. "You need to sign the transfer paper for your penthouse," "Oh, right," I nodded. "Bring them,"

I sniffed, feeling confused. Why was he talking about his gift out of nowhere? Alex walked past me and picked up the box. I followed, turning my body to face him. “Open it now.” He was holding it out to me. I hesitated, then reached out with shaky hands and took it from him. I slowly unwrapped the box, my forehead creasing when I saw what was inside it. It was a bracelet that looked exactly the same as the bracelet he got me for my 18th birthday. It was made of gold with the word 'PRINCESS' engraved in diamond. He never told me the price but I knew it was worth tens of millions.

“You have no reason to free me. You get everything you want by keeping me your prisoner.” She shakes her elegant head, the dainty hair jewels glistening in the rising sunlight, giving her an ethereal glow. “I would much rather have you as an ally than an enemy, Prince Primus. I’ve made mistakes in the past, mistakes that I regret. I shouldn’t have forced you to be my companion. But now, I am giving you the honor you deserve.” Reaching between the cushions, she pulls out a tall box of green jade streaked with vermillion jasper. It’s a unique box, one that I recognize all too well. It belonged to my father, King Maximus Majere.

Amara smiled, her fingers carefully lifting the lid of the box and her breath was taken away by the jewelry inside. Inside, was the empress heart that Amara had shipped to them. “Maria, this…I can’t accept this. Lorenzo told me how much you wanted it.” “I know,” Maria nodded. “And that’s exactly why I want you to have it.”

Those moments felt like someone else’s memories now. She looked at the package again. What if he was trying to bring that man back? What if he bought her something for Christmas? But then reality stung her harder, he's been complaining he had no money. Claiming the construction company was delaying payments, he couldn’t lend her anything for the bakery. Those claims felt heavy now, as she stared at a box that screamed money. She chewed her lip. “What harm is a peek?” she whispered to no one. She slowly opened the outer packaging, revealing a jewelry box. The box was matte black with embossed silver lettering luxurious, heavy in her hands. Not from any local store, this was from Boss Jewelers

Then she lifted all the lids. Holy shit. The boxes contained jewelry, but it wasn’t typical jewelry. I didn’t recognize any of the gems, and they all had a strange, effervescent glow. Some of them even appeared to be changing colors right in front of our eyes. I wasn’t sure if they were necklaces, bracelets, or what, but one was unmistakably a tiara. It shone, and colors moved within it like they were trapped inside the jewels themselves. “Our family jewels,” Queen Patricia said, watching my face.

Penelope was the first to open up her box and the moment she did, she gasp in shock, but it wasn't just her, Astrid and Crystal were also surprised as well. The box contains so much jewelries made with the purest and finest of gold and those jewelries are worth a fortune! "Alpha Lucas, I can't believe this." She was feeling so overwhelmed by her emotions and was left speechless. "T...this is too much." She muttered, still staring at the jewelry in awe.

Unlike Diane who loved them. Luna Trish handed the open box to me and I suddenly let out a surprised gasp. The jewelries must be made of the finest golds, seeing how they glittered beautifully in my eyes. “Luna Trish, you don't have to give me a Jewelry box. I mean, it looks too precious for me to keep them.”

She felt her breath catch and walked to his bed to sit down, with her hands on her face, she dissolved in tears until she felt that she would lose all the water in her body. "I can't have lost you. "She said, in denial, she raised her face and her eyes went straight to the little table next to the bed, ajar, at a glance, she turns a little box. Without thinking twice, she opened the drawer and took it to open right away. It was a pair of rings, thin and simple, there wasn't much detail but it had "princess" engraved on the smaller one and "princess" on the larger one, next to the words, a small crown.

I've never seen anything like those before, as if each sea glass holds their own mystery, and I'm getting the atmosphere of some exotic beach far away just by looking at them. "Those are souvenirs," Prince says. "I went to Bali around half a year ago. Got them there." I snap my head toward him in disbelief. "They're beautiful." "Well, you haven't seen anything." Prince walks closer to the cabinet and opens the lower drawer of the wooden box. And there, I see a pearl attached to a necklace, so gorgeous that a gasp escapes my mouth. It's simple but so pretty and accentuates elegance. The small pearl is brown to grey with purple and green overtones in color.