Black Sabbath Cross Pendant Novels & Stories

Something about her was so familiar. I started to unwind my binding on my chest. The relief was instant and had me sighing in relief. I shrugged the trousers off me and was left in only the men’s under garments from Ethan. I glanced across the room at the other belongings. On the nightstand, was a black pendant. I walked over to examine it further. It was in the shape of a crescent moon with a beautiful, sculpted wolf arching into the crescent. The pendant was that of a Alpha’s son. Some of great power.

My finger caressed it, and I swore there was a current running between my finger and the pendant. “Your mother would’ve given this to you tonight if she was here. This is a very special necklace that was passed down through the generations in her family. Black onyx is used for protection, strength, balance, and intuition. The chain is long enough so that it won’t break if Moira shifts. Your mother once said that these pendants are supposed to be worn every day.” A sincere smile graced my face with his explanation. This was another way that I could remember the amazing woman that my mother was. Gone but definitely never forgotten. I slipped it over my head, gently wrapping my hand around it.

“Then I’ll pay it later.” Her hand trembled as she reached into her cloak. From within the folds, she pulled out something small—a pendant shaped like a crescent, black as obsidian, pulsing faintly with silver light. I could feel its energy from where I stood; it called to me, thrumming in sync with my heartbeat. “This will dull the moon’s reach,” she said, her voice shaking. “But it will not save you. It will make you forget what you are.” I hesitated for only a heartbeat before snatching it from her hand. The moment my skin met the cold metal, the world pulsed violently. A flash of light burst through the clearing, throwing shadows across the trees.

I said weakly. Aiden immediately scoops me up, and Austin and Rebel come up and look at me with concern. “Thalia, is everything okay?” “Sinclair?” “I’m right here.” She says, running up with Isaiah, Kaia, and Rodrigo. “What is the keepsake?” “It’s a necklace with a pendant.” She said. Isaiah speaks up, though. “The pendant has a small Purple Altantonite.” Austin whips his head. “Are you serious?” “Yeah. I couldn’t believe it either, Dad, but it’s true.”

The drawer stands open, and within it rests a soft black pouch, gently pulsing with a faint, steady glow—like the beat of a heart. Celestia approaches and carefully unfolds the pouch. Inside lies a necklace with a fine silver chain. Its pendant is shaped like a crescent moon, glowing with a deep, ocean-blue hue, threaded with glimmers of silver light. Ancient. Alive. Humming with raw, contained power. Her eyes narrow. It was left out too easily. No protection. No wards. No concealment. As if someone wanted it to be found. Still, she doesn’t dwell on the thought. Her fingers reach forward—and pause.

oh it's that thing ' " Your artifact is a blue and black necklace with a gold cross in the middle with some inscriptions isn't it ?" the priest looked surprised and asked. " h..how do you know" An evil grin spread across his face as he looked at the priest and reactivated his powers but on the necklace this time " Because it's mine !" .

The only difference that the earlier light made was a pendant that appeared in his hands out of nowhere. “Here.” He dangled the pendant in front of me. It was a teardrop shaped, equipped with black straps and the substance that was used to make this pendant is soft, like rubber. “When you’re ready to reincarnate, break this pendant. It will immediately bring you into the world you want. However, you must be quick, because this pendant has it’s own expiry date.” Noel informed, his smile looked a bit fatigued. “Expiry date? When was that?”

I said to him before sobbing. I reached for my pendant and it still lit to a dim grey. I slowly pulled it over my head, away from my ponytail, then looked down at it in my hands. It was a solid black color. Its normal color. Like the clear midnight sky without the stars. The trapped dust inside made the pendant look more unique. Suddenly I felt empty. Like a huge part of me had left.

With the same detached air, she pulled out something small, wrapped in black cloth. The cloth was simple, but the way she held it with such care made me wonder what it concealed. She extended her hand toward me, and without a word, she pressed it into my palm. I unwrapped it with a slow, deliberate motion, feeling the texture of the cloth against my fingertips. Inside, nestled carefully against the fabric, was a pendant. It was unlike anything I had ever seen. The design was intricate, swirling—obsidian and silver interwoven in an endless pattern that seemed to move, shift, and pulse, as though it were alive. The dim light in the room reflected off it, making the pendant glow with a faint, o

She remains confined there.I grabbed the black onyx pendant that hung around my neck and said, “II’m positive. I sealed the prison world before she could escape or possess anyone. She couldn’t have escaped.” “Then maybe she is trying to reach into our world through you. All these ominous signs are caused by her, and maybe she is trying to trick you with these false visions.” Celeste replies. She stretched out her palm and said, “That means she is looking for a way into our world. Luna, it isn’t safe for you to be with the pendant, give it to me.” I gazed at her hand as I considered whether or not to give it to her.I said to her, “I can’t…” I was unable to give the pendant away. The Santacru