Elden Ring Novels & Stories

Her fingers brushed against cold metal. She picked it up. It was an earring. A long, cascading drop of platinum and diamonds. It caught the light from the hallway, sparkling with a cruel, expensive fire. Vespera stared at it. It wasn't hers. She didn't own diamonds. Her wedding ring was a plain band because Lysander said jewelry was a "frivolous expense." She knew this earring. She had seen it swinging from a lobe just ten minutes ago. Elara.

the grand duke reassured Elen, taking her hand and fastening the necklace around her neck. Elen examined the necklace carefully. The pendant, in the shape of a teardrop, was made of high-quality diamond, and she could feel the power emanating from it. It was simple yet elegant, and the weight of the pendant brought her a sense of comfort as she grasped it, finding relief in the protection it seemed to promise. "Thank you, Grand Duke. This means a lot to me," Elen expressed her gratitude, her voice filled with relief as she felt the comforting weight of the necklace.

He held up his hand where he showed the ring Derek gave him then turned toward the audience. "Elias." He called out for his little brother. He peered around Derek's legs, a smile on his face when he realized it was finally his turn and rushed over to them. Jayce knelt down as Elias pulled the ring from his pocket. "I did it." He said cheerfully. Jayce ruffled his hair before Derek called him back over to his side once more. Lily glanced between them before looking at the ring in his hand and her eyes widened. In his palm was a wedding band made from glass, specifically heated and cooled sand collected from the beach he constantly visited. Within the clear wedding band were swirls of light an

There was a pause, as he raised his left hand, where the ring with the magical red gem, was worn around his middle finger, as always, in the direction of the dragon. "...and to kill at will." There was a low growl from the dragon at that moment. Belladonna's gaze snapped to the beast, their gaze locked again, till the glowing reptilian eyes of the dragon disappeared slowly into the darkness of the dungeon it was in, the sound of the rattling chains becoming distant, the deeper the beast went. Belladonna frowned. Something wasn't right. "Eli." "My Queen," his response was immediate. A smile played on her lips instinctively.

"We took each other." They returned inside, eating their breakfast while the kettle whistled in the background, and eating the wait for daybreak. Later, Elara went into the village to sell herbs and visit some sick animals. Adrian remained behind, something bothering him that hadn't been mentioned yet. The instant she was out of view, he went into the small studio they'd converted into a reading room. His eyes fell on the package of linen-wrapped objects on the side table. The ring. Not a flashy band—merely silver, in the shape of two entwined vines. But chosen with care. Crafted by a local blacksmith. Delicate, earthy, meaningful.

Gerald had left him a card with a huge sum of money, but he couldn't use it until his and Xena's marriage contract was resolved. As for the Dragon Ring from Eloise and its connection to the Dragon Alliance, he had no clue how to use it. Fortunately, Leslie had slipped her Supreme Black Card from Concord Bank into his pocket before he left, so money wasn't a concern. But since he had taken Wendy's Golden Card, he figured he might as well make use of it. … Half an hour later, at one of Avesburgh's most luxurious restaurants, Luxe Dining, two attractive women walked hand in hand toward the entrance.

“Nothing good. Come—eat, dress. Eldoria is beautiful if you open your heart and look past the dark.” She pulls me from the bed with surprising strength, excitement chasing away the shadows in her eyes. An hour later we step into the palace grounds. Eldoria is… overwhelming. Black glass spires twist toward the star-bruised sky. Rivers of liquid silver wind through gardens of glowing flowers. Trees with leaves like shattered mirrors reflect a thousand versions of me walking beside Lyriel. Creatures watch from balconies and branches (some bow, some hiss, most simply stare). Sael trots ahead, tail high, yipping at everything that moves.

“Elara? Come here, baby.” She emerged cautiously. He stood in the living room holding a massive bouquet of blood-red roses and a sleek black box. Diamond earrings, a matching tennis bracelet, and a delicate necklace all glittered under the lights—each piece custom-engraved with “Elara” in elegant script. The bracelet even had tiny diamond-encrusted baby footprints.

“I’ll love you for the rest of my life! I swear!” Eden pulled out a ring with an even bigger diamond, his face a heartbroken look. “My god! That’s the Pigeon Egg Ring! That thing alone is thirteen carats! It’s worth hundreds and thousands of dollars at least!” “That’s one of the most well-known diamonds of the South Sea! I didn’t think he’d bring something like this here!” “He had this ready for Ellen?! This is insane!” “He’s giving his all for the sake of love!” Under Valery’s lead, a few wealthy ladies screamed in shock; there was admiration and jealousy on their faces.

The Dragon Lord started holding in his hands now, two golden rings that shine as the sun’s light hits them. Dareon and Shelyca stood-up. The Dragon Lord gave Dareon first the smaller golden ring. “Shelyca, wear this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity. My heart is engraved in it and once you removed it, my heart will melt, my breath will fade and then my spirit will be enclosed by the realm of death and darkness.” Dareon’s words as he put the ring on Shelyca’s ring finger. Shelyca heard what he said. His words filled her ears and travels down to her heart. She will keep those words in her heart unperturbed.