Blood Pendant Novels & Stories

“Since this pendant is so old and worn out, I’ll just ask that you pay 1 silver coin.” Junho reached in his sleeve for his pouch and took out one silver coin and tossed it to the shopkeeper. He caught the coin and bowed to thank the customers. As soon as they left the shop, Sena took the pendant from Junho and wiped off the dirt on the surface of the jade. The pendant was a pearl white that sparkled in the sunlight. It was obviously no ordinary pendant. It glowed brightly and an unusual aura could be felt within the jade.

It was a box filled with revealing dresses, lingerie, and other intimate items. "Angel," I said, struggling to believe what I was seeing. "Use it wisely, okay?" she winked at me, leaving me feeling incredibly embarrassed. Finally, there was Dale. He seemed genuinely scared after I’d warned him twice today. "Alright, don’t look at me like that. This is my real gift, no jokes this time! Have a fantastic year as my secretary," he said, handing me his present. I was astonished to find a rare pendant inside. "This is so precious. How can I accept this?" I asked, holding the pendant. It was crafted by a skilled witch or magician, capable of removing a person’s weaknesses. For example, it would mak

Danny had always worn a small pendant around his neck, strung on a beautifully woven red rope. It looked normal on the surface, but ever since Dexie first met Danny, he had been wearing that pendant. She had paid little attention to it before, but now that she thinks about it.

Melanie The silver pendant lay on the table in front of me, its faint glow casting eerie shadows across the room. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. Its intricate wolf design shimmered with an otherworldly energy, a reminder of the forces we had yet to understand. Rook’s sudden disappearance and the organized rogue attack weighed heavily on my mind. This pendant was more than just a clue—it was a thread connecting us to the growing storm.

She chuckled at his dramatic gestures and looked around the shop when her eyes suddenly halted on a beautiful, simple and elegant pendant. Grey-hued eyedrop-shaped pendant dangled on the silver chain, that colour. It reminded her of the eyes that never left her mind, the same beautiful crystals she had at her mercy without any effort but she didn't cherish it. Her ungrateful egoistic heart didn't treasure it. Her eyes and attention were completely stuck over the exquisite pendant making the man behind her follow her emotional gaze.

“A murder present. My favorite.” Still, curiosity was a stronger drug than fear. I carried it inside, set it on the counter, and untied the ribbon. Inside was a pendant. Silver. Heavy. Shaped like a wolf’s head. Its eyes glinted red in the dim light, twin pinpricks of something that looked too alive to be stone. I picked it up. The chain slithered through my fingers, cool and delicate. The pendant itself pressed warm against my palm. Too warm. The warmth grew, pulsing faintly. Like a heartbeat.

Fighter interrogated fearfully. “Hey, Look here…” She pulled out the pendant from inside her shirt and showed it to him. It was still very green. “What is that?” He asked staring at the pendant. “Part of protecting myself. It turns green when a different creature is around, and deep red when I’m in danger. It has been green for minutes now, and it hasn’t changed. You are not harmful.” She explained with a smile. “So, this pendant can make you figure out what people are. Why did you think of werewolf of all creatures?” He asked and she giggled.

“Every pack does it slightly differently, but I wanted to make sure we do this in a way that honors your lineage, too.” She stepped closer, noticing a small velvet box near the tome. She arched a curious brow, and he slid it toward her. “Open it,” he said softly. Inside lay a delicate pendant, fashioned from a silver so pure it almost glowed, set with a small stone that resembled moonlight captured in crystal. She lifted it with careful fingers, heart pounding. “It’s… beautiful. Where did this come from?”

I had heard worse. "That makes sense," I whispered before smiling up at her. Her eyes looked at me and she smiled back and raised her hands curved them around her neck before she opened her pendant. "Wha-" "Perseus gave me this when I was going through a hard time. This pendant has been passing through generations in Perseus's family and now you're here, I think you deserve it. May I?" I looked dumbfounded at her and slowly turned around. When her hands made contact with my neck, I shivered as the cold metal of the pendant pressed against my neck. It was beautiful and antique with a green stone in the center surrounded by white petals.

The auctioneer had taken the stage, announcing the commencement of the auction. Maisie didn't show much interest in the first few items. Her main focus was on the final item, the Dragon Amphora. Chester was fond of such antique collections, and she believed he would like it very much. After a few items, the next one up for auction was a Mary and Child pendant necklace. The screen displayed the pendant's details, and the pendant was brilliantly lit, showcasing its exquisite craftsmanship. The pendant was carved with four crystals adjacent to four roses linked through horns. The auctioneer began to introduce the pendant's origins.