Bloodborne Gold Pendant Novels & Stories

“Sure. Take it and ask for another if you like it. Pure gold, top quality.” I took the chain from him—as I had some experience in these things, and then bit down on it before holding it up to the light. The pendant was pretty, without doubt, and in the form of a little corgi with a goofy charm. But the gold was the problem. It was too light for the size, and the hue had a faint greenish tinge to it. It was most likely an alloy. The sheer daring of the whole thing made me laugh, and I then glanced at the seller while making sure I had mockery written all over my face. “You made this for him out of gold? How impressive. Where did you get the gold from? The tin miners down the street?”

Darrion left the room. Footsteps could be heard walking away from the door and she sighed then. She pulled her drawer and took a pendant out. It was a gold pendant with the engraving of a dragon’s head. There’s a small red gem on the dragon’s eyes. She closed her eyes in a silent prayer. ‘Please help my Adventurers, Lord Homura. Bless them with your gracefulness and kindness. Guide them to the right path and keep them away from danger. May the Great Flame shine on us all.’ She kissed the pendant.

Since I can breath under water, I stayed longer while scrubbing my whole body. I heard the guy's footsteps and voice above the surface, I was about to go up into the surface when something caught my eyes. My forehead creased and I swam towards where I saw lights flickering faintly. When I looked closer, I saw a forged iron wolf rune pendant with a blue diamond in the center. The pendant was perfectly hand-crafted. The blue diamond is the one who was shining faintly. But when it contacts my hand it suddenly glows brightly. Same thing happened when I held the scythe and the anchor/ship wheel pendant. I decided to keep it and put the pendant together with the other.

it showed my broad shoulders and my neck, I sat in the room getting ready for the dinner, my hair was curled in loss waves, with two strands pulled back, I went with long gold earring with hanging shimmering straps and a simple bracelet to match it. My makeup was light and mainly nude, the only exception was the winged eyeliner that made my sleepy eyes the star of the show, with soft gold eye color and pinkish nude my look was done, I looked at myself in my reflection and I was pretty amazed, I looked good, my gaze fell down my neck and I saw the empty spot on my neck were my mate should one day mark me, I felt my heart hurting at the memories that flashed in front of my eyes, it was this ve

" His voice came quietly. That should have made me stop. It didn't. My fingers touched the lid. The box warmed beneath my skin. Not hot. More alive. A breath moved through the room. Not mine. Nor Asher's. The fire flickered and bent low in the hearth. Then the lid opened on its own. Inside, nestled in dark velvet, was a pendant. A crescent moon carved from silver and ash-dark wood, wrapped around a small stone that glowed like captured moonlight. Fine veins of gold ran through it, thin as roots. The chain beneath was old, delicate, and impossibly bright. I stared at it. "It's beautiful..." I whispered.

"That's the ultimate mating gift among werewolves! The only one in the world! Moonstone meteorite is a thousand times rarer than diamonds, and the core was the size of a fist! You'll probably never even see one in your lifetime." Then, Jenna froze. Her eyes locked on my chest. All the color drained from her face. "What… what is that?" she stammered, her finger trembling as she pointed at me. Everyone followed her gaze to my chest. At the collar of my simple white shirt, a delicate platinum chain was barely visible. On it hung a fist-sized pendant, glowing with a faint, silvery-blue light. It was the unique glow of a moonstone meteorite. The surface of the pendant was carved with intricate ru

Closing her eyes, she whispered a heartfelt prayer, her words carried by the wind into the night sky. But as she finished her prayer and prepared to stand, an unexpected sensation coursed through her fingertips. The pendant emitted a faint, pulsating light, captivating Sable's attention. She watched in awe as the glow intensified, illuminating the graveyard with a celestial radiance. Jericho's eyes widened in astonishment as he witnessed this ethereal spectacle. He reached out to touch the pendant, feeling a tingling warmth beneath his fingertips. The air crackled with energy as a hidden mechanism within the pendant clicked into place.

Should I even open it? But my curiosity got the best of me. I reached for the box slowly, like it might vanish if I moved too fast. My fingers trembled slightly as I lifted the lid. Inside lay a lovely gold necklace with a gold phoenix pendant. Wow. So beautiful. It was a delicate, breathtaking pendant shaped from brushed gold and etched with tiny, detailed feathers. Its wings unfurled in a graceful arc, and at the center of its chest was a single small gemstone—amber-hued, warm, glowing softly like a captured flame.

It's made of silver, with a small gemstone in the center that glows faintly. "Take this," she says, handing it to me. "But you must ask Nix for permission before wearing it. It will help with the bloodthirst." I look at the pendant, then at Zephyr. He nods. 'I'll allow it,' Nix says in my head. 'For now.' I close my fingers around the pendant. It feels warm against my skin. Xena moves toward the door, but she pauses before leaving. She turns back to Zephyr with a knowing smile.

Asking the question, I stepped up to the table. Silas reached into a hidden pocket sewn deep inside a leather satchel. He pulled out a small wooden box and flipped the lid open. “This was buried under her spare boots,” Silas explained. He lifted a twisted iron pendant from the dark velvet lining. Staring at the object, a cold chill crawled up my spine. The pendant was shaped like a decaying crow skull. Thick black wire wrapped around the bone, forming a twisted seven-pointed star. It did not look like a normal piece of jewelry. It hummed with a faint, sickening energy that set my teeth on edge.