Zombies 2 Moonstone Necklaces Novels & Stories

CASSANDRA I froze in place, but my hand began to tremble as I stared at the amulet in shock. My mother’s moonstone necklace shone like a beacon and the sight of it made my stomach twist into complicated and painful knots. I didn’t dare speak a word. Kaleb’s dark blue eyes glinted with satisfaction and his full lips curled into a cruel but contented smile. It was as if he were wearing his devil’s mask once more, and a shiver traveled down my spine when I met his gaze.

“There is no time to clarify things I— he knows I am here, I must go...take this necklace, it will protect you until you can protect your self,” “Wait!... Who is Eve II? Who knows you're here—” Slowly I pulled my hand from my face, staring ahead at an object on the floor, it was at the exact spot where she stood. Creeping towards it, I huddled it in my palm, it was a necklace, I inspected it closely, recognizing the pendant attached to it— A crescent moon.

, with that he disappears from the room completely. Cassandra lay lying on the floor, breathing weakly. After a few minutes of rest, she crawls up from the floor and leans against the wall panting heavily. She lifts her hand and touches the wound on her neck. She feels something stuck to the edge of the wound. She scrapes it off with her finger from her neck and brings it to her face to take a look at it. She notices the large piece of rotten skin, wet with blood and pus. She immediately turns to her right and starts vomiting.

I needed answers. "Gina. That's your name isn't it?" I yelled at her. She took a small step backwards, her body quivering as she burst into tears. "Answer me." She nodded her head. "Where did you get that necklace?" I repeated. "It, well it was my mother's. It is the only thing I have left of her before she died." Holding the necklace tightly to her heart she let out a sob and opened her mouth to speak some more when the alpha interrupted.

“I’ll give you whatever you want. I’m the Luna of crescent pack.” One of them crouched beside me. “That’s not how this works, sweetheart. We don’t want Alpha Rodney’s dirty money.” I was about to die. And just like my human mother, I was about to die in the hands of rogue werewolves. My hand instinctively reached for the necklace around my neck.it had a silver pendant my mother had given me and it was the only thing I had left of her. A memory flashed through my mind. I remembered my mother fastening the necklace around my neck on my fifteenth birthday.

"Alexander, you didn't need to—" "Please," I interrupted gently. "Open it." She lifted the lid carefully. Inside, nestled on midnight-blue velvet, lay an exquisite set of matching jewelry—a necklace, earrings, and bracelet crafted from the rarest moonstones I'd been able to acquire. The stones seemed to capture the light and transform it, creating an ethereal glow that rippled across their surfaces like water.

The only problem was ours hadn’t burned bright enough to catch. Not yet, anyways. We spent the better part of the afternoon planning the second rumor—one with teeth. The first had been a whisper, vague enough to stir doubt, gentle enough to be overlooked. This one? This one was a dagger. “A stolen necklace.” Kate said, fingers drumming the desk. “A guilty maid. And two moonstones that can… what, sense each other?” “They’re attuned.” Amelia explained. “Magically forged from the same vein. When they’re near each other, or if one’s been touched by someone who’s also touched the other, they… resonate.”

I ask him with a shaking voice. "I didn't lure you here Rose, it was your destiny to be here. Don't you realize that you are special? He said as he looked at my necklace then it clicked me. I recall what Courtney told me about the Moonstone, I thought maybe I am under a spell. This is a Moonstone and werewolves are slaves to the moon, I recognize the pattern and immediately placed my hand on my neck and pulled the necklace with a Swift motion and threw it towards him and it landed right in his feet. It was like I was tugged out of a confused and darkened place. The fog in my brain was lifted, I was sure that I was under a spell by that necklace.

The first zombie broke through the defenses, its rotting fingers grabbing the edge of the deck as it climbed up! "Ah!" Screams erupted instantly. The zombie was bloated. Its eyes hung on its cheeks as it lunged straight at me. "Clarissa!" Hans yelled, immediately raising his gun and aiming at the zombie in front of me. The next second, he was immediately drawn to Winnie's scream. "Hans! I'm scared!" He hesitated for a second before immediately turning his gun toward the zombies near Winnie. My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach.

It was the original report from the investigation into the Dawn Moon Pack massacre three years ago. The air left my lungs. Caden told me it had been destroyed in an accident. The second item stole the very breath from my lungs and turned my blood to ice. It was a necklace. A crescent moon pendant, unique to the Dawn Moon Pack, forged from our ancestral moonsilver. My mother’s initials were engraved on it. I remembered it. My mother wore it until the day she was killed. And now, the chain of the once-sacred necklace was caked with dried, dark-red blood.