Vergil Necklace Novels & Stories

She was wearing a necklace made out of different gemstones, and a rose pendant made out of white diamonds. Lilith then entered the room wearing a simple yet elegant black shear dress. She was stunned and frozen in place when Veronica turned her gaze to her. Veronica was so alluring. Her amethyst eyes matched perfectly with the necklace she was wearing. A smile then curved on Lilith’s face. “Your highness’ is the most beautiful lady and queen of all realms today.” Lilith complimented Veronica and walked beside her. “It is time.” Lilith offered her hand.

“Yes, and you also told me about some strange necklace you found there after killing his cousin. Oh, wait… was it the Silverling Heart?” Gus and the twins proceeded to tell Veronica what they had been up to since a bounty hunter broke into their apartment and what they found out. Sebastian and Stephanie arrived when they were almost done with their story, and Frank handed them a glass of wine. “Hello Veronica!” said Sebastian. “You managed to make a replica out of pictures? Hey Sebastian! You missed story time,” said Veronica. “So it seems if I’m to judge by everyone’s facial expressions.” “Yes, Gus found me a few holographic ones, that necklace has quite the history. I think I got it close

The band was on the thicker side with filigree around it. “What a beautiful necklace.” She thought to herself. Sergio noticed her pausing and turned his gaze toward the jewelry. “Do you know what that necklace is called?” He asked her. “No, I have never seen anything like this before.” She told him. “It’s a necklace from the ancient roman era that is rumored to be an offering at a goddess temple.” He told her. “The official name for this is ‘The Venusian Jewel’, a tribute to the goddess of love and beauty, Venus.” He explained.

At the base of the statue was a small stone pedestal. Resting on top of it was a silver necklace. Her heart nearly stopped. Because she recognized it. Not exactly that, but it looked almost identical to the necklace her father had given her. The same necklace that had shattered the day she died. Vera slowly moved forward. Neither Henry nor Raymond stopped her. She reached the pedestal. Her hands were trembling. The closer she got, the stronger the feeling became. Then she heard a voice. It was and gentle, whispering directly into her ear.

She freezes and so do I. A necklace has fallen from beneath their collar, swinging once before settling against the white of the gown. A red velvet cord with a silver serpent insignia. My breath catches. The Velvet Coil. My eyes flick up to the mirror, she isn’t looking at me. She is watching the door carefully. I say nothing. I don’t move. I let my hand drift, just barely, brushing the fallen symbol as if by accident. The metal is warm. She straightens quickly, tucking the necklace back beneath their clothes, hands resuming their work as if nothing has happened.

Seraphine kneels on the floor, her fingers trembling as she searches through her vanity. Empty. She gasps. She had hidden it here. Her mother's necklace. A delicate rose-gold chain with a tiny phoenix pendant,handcrafted, irreplaceable. Heavy footsteps came down the hallway. Her door slams open. “What is keeping you up,you nitwit”, Harold Vale cusses. “I'm sorry father,I was looking for mother's necklace”,Seraphine responds. “Is that cheap thing worthy of our time?”, Mr. Vale roars. Lydia snickers and pinches her dress to control herself. Madam Marianne Vale, Lydia’s mother,shoots Lydia a glare.

he said, smiling mischievously. With a small laugh, Valerie indulged him and closed her eyes. Antonio carefully fastened the beautiful emerald necklace around her neck, feeling her pulse quicken beneath his fingertips. "You can open your eyes now," he said. Valerie's eyes fluttered open, and as she caught sight of the dazzling emerald necklace in the rearview mirror, her breath caught in her throat. Her hand instinctively flew to her chest, feeling the weight of the precious stones against her collarbone. "Oh my goodness," Valerie gasped, her eyes widening in disbelief. "Antonio, this is... It's too much."

Kiara, the close friend of Veronica smiled clinking her glass with Veronica's, "your daughter-in-law making every woman jealous with her looks and talent." Veronica looked proud by hearing all the praises about Arabella, "believe it or not, I'm the most luckiest person having the best daughters-in-law, especially this youngest daughter-in-law of mine, she is truly so gentle, and respective." "I'm so jealous of you Veronica, you're truly lucky," Kiara smiled, Veronica flaunted the necklace on her neck, "this is designed by her only, look at the uniqueness and beauty of it." Kiara immediately took a glance at Veronica's necklace, "this is a masterpiece for sure!"

MICHELLE A gasp slipped out of her mouth when Neil dangled the necklace in the air. She staggered back, rubbing her trembling hand across her neck. She raised her hand and pointed at the necklace before her, her eyes as wide as saucers. "That… that necklace…" she stuttered, her lips trembling. "That is the necklace I sent to you, isn't it?" Lucian snapped, glaring hatefully at her. "I…" Valerie stuttered. Her lips kept trembling as she couldn't find the right convincing words to defend herself with.

“Alexia, did I hear it wrong, or did you hear it wrong? Did you say that the man from the mistake five years ago was Damon, not that lunatic?” “Lunatic?” Hearing this, Alexia couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows. Veronica laughs out and says to her, “I am talking about Edward, of course! Anyway, was it really Damon?” Hearing Veronica’s words, Alexia felt much better. She snorts and replies to her, “That necklace belongs to Damon.” Veronica takes a deep breath and says, “Damn! So it is Damon!” Veronica pauses and continues, “Don’t say anything. I’m quite happy.”