Blood Pendant Novels & Stories

He got quiet after that, as if deciding whether to continue what he wanted to say to me. Then he stood, moving to his desk drawer. I watched as he pulled something out. When he turned back, a pendant hung from his fingers. It was simple, but beautiful. A silver chain, with a small white object shaped like a crescent moon dangling at the center. The light from the window caught on it, making it gleam and glow alluringly. He stepped toward me and showed it to me. “I want you to have this. Wear this. At all times.”

"You shameless scoundrel! Stop touching it so much! If you don't leave now, I'll call for help!" She huffed and, without waiting for a reply, pulled out a pendant and handed it to him. "Keep this with you. It'll protect you." Her tone was unusually serious. "A pendant?" Chase paused, looking down at the object in his palm. It was oval-shaped and covered in intricate engravings. The front bore intertwining symbols, forming what resembled an ancient painting. It radiated a mysterious aura. His expression shifted slightly. This pendant was not ordinary. He hesitated briefly, then shrugged it off. "You should go. I don't need your protection. I can take care of myself."

Jonathan asked; he was fixated on the image for a long while. “I mean she literally gives them a pendant just like that. It helps to narrow her sight; I can imagine the gift of sight is overwhelming when you can see everything at once. She wants to make sure she’s tracking the right person and only sees that one person so that there are no mistakes,” Jade explains. “That pendant is enchanted to allow her to do just that. She usually gives them to her victims in the form of a bracelet from what I’ve heard.” I frowned. A bracelet?

His eyes locked onto the pocket of my ritual clock, where the end of a braided black cord peeked out. His hand darted into my pocket and roughly pulled out a clear-quartz pendant. It was a protective relic Joel had bestowed upon me when I left. The crystal was flawless and almost luminous. Its facets were carved with intricate banishment sigils. “Did you plan to bless us with this?” Ted held the pendant up to his face, which was full of contempt.

Evelyn followed more slowly, legs still shaking. “Careful,” Jonah murmured. “It’s wounded, not dead. That makes it meaner.” Evelyn barely heard him. Her light caught on something glinting in the dirt near where the creature had stood. She crouched, hands trembling as she brushed away frost and soil. It was a pendant. Old—ancient, perhaps—its surface tarnished but intact. A heavy disc of silver, engraved with a sigil she didn’t recognize. A circle, within it a crescent moon, lines radiating outward like beams. Symbols she couldn’t read curled around the edge.

It had taken only one night— one moment— for him to hijack my mind, my peace, my body. And then came the moment that shattered whatever illusion of safety I had left………….. We were back in Jenna’s room, trying on outfits, sipping mocktails, giggling over our ridiculous fashion choices. I pulled my hair back absentmindedly. “Oh my God, Shifu,” Eva gasped. “Where did you get that pendant? Did Aunty and Uncle gift this. It’s stunning!” “What?” I asked. Jenny leaned in. “It’s so pretty! Rose gold, and that unique stone— it looks custom made.”

I looked at the box with suspicion before looking back up at Elias. “It would do me the greatest honour if you would wear this,” he said and opened the box. Inside, laid on a bed of black velvet, was a pendant. It was a hollow circle with the shape of a crescent moon inside. On one tip of the moon was a white stone and on the other tip a black stone. I couldn’t help but look closer at the piece of jewellery. It looked to be silver, which I knew wasn’t possible. I looked up at Elias again and he smiled.

But the tiara wasn’t what showed my status as King, it was the pendant I wore around my neck that did. The pendant was ancient, probably as old as the world itself, but it was said to be filled with the power of all the previous Demon Kings. It was a gold pendant with a sapphire in the middle and attached to a gold chain. It was this sapphire that was the most precious stone in our world since it was supposed to have absorbed the blood of our previous Kings. There is also a rumour that it contains the blood of the five great Mages, but there is no proof for this claim.

"You said he showed you things about the bloodline." Lyra reached into the front of her traveling coat. She produced a small object — not a book, not a document. A pendant. Small and dark, hanging from a cord that had been worn smooth with age, the kind of smooth that meant decades of handling rather than years. She held it out to me. I took it. I looked at it. My wrist went blazing hot. The pendant was not remarkable to look at — small, dark metal, slightly irregular in shape the way handmade things were irregular. But carved into its face, in three simple lines that I would have recognized anywhere, in any light, in any circumstance:

Stanley said blandly. “Yeah,” Xyla said. With that, her fingers then habitually reached for a white, teardrop-shaped pendant under her T-shirt. She gently stroked it with her thumb. Stanley unintentionally turned around and saw the jade pendant… Under some light, the white jade pendant shone with a low-key, luxurious glimmer. Stanley could immediately tell it was a valuable object. “This pendant looks quite good… Why haven’t I seen you wearing it before? Did you just buy it recently?” Stanley asked.