Elden Ring: All Prayer Books Novels & Stories

The silver sliver of moonlight streaming through the window seemed to taunt me with its calm beauty, so at odds with the storm brewing within my mind. "Elara Windrider," I whispered, the name carrying both hope and dread. My fingers trailed over the spines of aged leather-bound books that lined the shelves, filled with lore and secrets of our kind-knowledge that may soon prove vital, should Elara choose to grace us with her presence.

Noah sat behind his desk and opened the drawer. He looked at the notebook and frowned. Written in the front was Ulfr Banamaðr. Why had they driven to Bitterroot Lake and asked the head Alpha to join the Council? He opened the book and started to read the last few entries.

“My job at Silverpine was in the library, I’m well-versed. I’m not sure why I didn’t pick up on that last night.” “Maybe because you were dead on your feet, but decided you needed answers. Did you find any today?” “I didn’t get much of a chance to look. Elara asked me to look for an appropriate Luna type blessing for the upcoming dinner.” Gabriel nodded. “That makes sense. Elara likes having those things ahead of time so she can meditate over them to make sure they’re the right ones.” “I found a couple in the books she loaned me last week,” I said absently. “Who would have thought there were books on appropriate blessings for various occasions?”

May it be enough to heal what I left broken. And may the Goddess grant you mercy and peace, Elara. — Celia

I shrugged it off as I asked-" Did you find out about the book of Elis?" He nodded as he blinked a few times after which his eyes went normal. He said-" It is not that easy princess. The book of Elis is not that simple to get. It's the most secret and holy book in WitchLand and was protected in a tomb" I frowned as I asked-" Tomb?"

"I understand that perhaps yesterday I was a little uncalled for. This is my apology to you, and I hope that from here on, we can put the past behind us and face the future as allies. We have been rather blinded by all the hearsay and rumours. Although mistakes were made, to er is human. I will see you tonight. Do forgive me – Eldridge." I placed it down slowly, picking up two of the crystals, a ruby… and a carnelian. Strange, these stones were used for passion and love. Why would she send these? It wasn’t unusual for witches to send crystals or rocks along with gifts. I had packed many boxes for Elinai to give to others when I was younger. Wouldn’t crystals used for new beginnings have been

she said, which got me more confused. "Priestess, can you please speak in a language we all understand. Tell us what's happening." Elowen asked. "I would have to check who and what awakened it." she said. The High Priestess closed her eyes and pressed her palm against the glowing runes. She started chanting a spell. "Vae'ri nax ilyth... Solaen vi'kar... Theren va shai... Orynth." "Elara ven shor... Naeth il varis... Kyra sol vaen... Thal'ir."

"May your line never falter, may your enemies tremble at your name, and may peace follow the birth of your heir. Blessed be." ​"Blessed be...." ​Selena’s voice held the entire room captive, the ancient words of the blessing vibrating through the stone floors as the fragrant oils glided over Elara’s skin. The heavy air of the Blood Court felt thick with the sudden, warm presence of the Goddess. ​But right as Selena raised her hands to seal the prayer, the massive iron-reinforced doors at the back of the grand hall tore inward with a deafening screech of scraping metal.

Victoria led Raven through the aisles hand in hand, fingers laced tight, the obsidian raven pendant at Raven’s throat catching flickers of light with every step. They moved in comfortable silence until Raven stopped before a shelf labeled in silver script: *Veilcraft – Intermediate Bindings*. Her sharp blue eyes scanned the spines—leather cracked with age, titles etched in languages half-forgotten. One volume called to her like a whisper against bone: *The Greater Veil: Finer Threads of Dominion*

Soft yellow light surrounded her bed when she switched on her side lamp, Elara coughed lightly as she blew on the white cloth which covered the book. Removing the cloth she stared at the black large book , her soft hazel- brown eyes widened as she stared at the title of the book, her long dark eyelashes flickered as she roamed her eyes on that book. THE LEGEND ALPHA PRINCE, that was the title of the book, she softly ran her fingers on the book and surprisingly that letters glowed by her touch as if it had recognised its owner. Taking a deep breath Elara opened the book, her hands trembling as her long wavy brown hairs flew because of strange wind, She frowned as she took in the sight of a st