You've Been Jingled Novels & Stories

"It's not easy but you know I've only been working for a few days and everything has being going good. Today is my first official day and so far, nothing wrong seems to be happening." Jude let out a gasp, immediately scanning everywhere behind me with his eyes. I was momentarily confused, wondering what would have caused him to suddenly go on high alert. "What's wrong? Is there something I should be wary about?" I asked, trying to understand what exactly his eyes were scanning for, until, finally, he stopped and turned back to me, moving to bring his mouth closer to my ear and whispered, "Congratulations, you just jinxed yourself." A shiver of fear ran down my spine and all of a sudden, I fe

No clue at all. I stammered, “Oh… well… I think… it’s my jewelry collection.” I tried to sound casual, but my voice shook slightly. “Nothing special. Just… jewelry.” Nina raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by my pathetic attempt to bluff. “Really?” she replied smoothly. “Because I remember something very different. Something very precious to me.” Panic clawed at my insides as I saw the looks of doubt creeping onto the faces of the girls around us.

The table fell silent. Tiesto’s expression turned icy, but Grandma Sterling lifted a hand to stop him from speaking. “Oh?” she said lightly. “That’s funny. Someone was talking about bad luck earlier this morning. Tell me—does being a jinx count?” Christine’s expression stiffened. The remark was clearly aimed at her. She glanced at Jada, hoping for support. Instead, Jada said calmly, “Even if someone tried to jinx the day, it wouldn’t matter. A little good luck cancels that out.”

I said, snapping the bone clean. Silence again. Longer this time. I could almost hear their brains clicking. Hazel blinked twice. Rhea made a sound like a mushroom dropped into boiling water. “Sorry?” Hazel said. “Come again?” Rhea at the same time. I lifted my left hand, this time not to check my nails. The ring was cool around my finger, the bedside lamp catching on its small surface. Not a diamond monster, just a slim band of white gold with a stone that wasn’t shy but didn’t scream either.

I huffed sitting back on my hunches, looking between the pair waiting for one of them to help me out and give me a clue on what to do. "Bunch of twats' ' I heard Jewels curse them but there was no malice in her voice when she said it. I couldn't help but laugh, which came out more like a snort than anything and the twins cocked their heads to the side watching me with amusement. "Close your eyes little one, picture your body legs arms feet hands and let the magic wash over you"

“So Jean doesn’t have powers? How is she able to link in and use all the gadgets? Doesn’t most of them actually require powers?” “The area’s of the house she frequents, we’ve modified all the gadgets with motion sensors. Her earrings have an auto function built in, she only has to say ‘link’ and then the name she wishes to speak to.” Gerald states. “Oh I see, now I understand what Jeong was saying earlier when he was showing me the light in the kitchen.” It’s beginning to make sense now.

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you." "It's nothing." Jessie bent over and passed the chopsticks to Mrs. Safire. Half a jade pendant suddenly fell out of her sweater and it kept shaking in front of Mrs. Safire's eyes. Mrs. Safire could not help but stare at her pendant.

Janice had stopped tapping her fingers on the table, and now jiggling her knee in a way that was even more distracting. “Well, you were telling me about your friends...”

Jenny slid into the room and did a twirl in front of everyone, her costume swirling around her lithe body. “Are you ready, girls?” She asked with a wide smile on her face. “Yes!!” the small room erupted in loud cheer as my colleagues stood up. I managed a small smile, and glanced at the ecstatic faces. I wished I could be like them, happy and excited. Instead I was a nervous wreck, constantly twisting the ring on my middle finger.

She stumbled over her words as she said, "N-non-display items... You mean, should I get the high-end collectibles we don't showcase?" "Yes." Julian's slender fingers landed on the glass of the display case, making a soft tapping sound, like the rhythmic beat of a wooden drum. It sent shivers down the sales clerk's spine.