Elden Ring Novels & Stories

But for Elara, it felt like walking into a cage filled with hungry predators. She stood in the dressing room, staring at her reflection in the large mirror. She wore a gown of liquid gold that draped over her body like molten metal. The dress was beautiful, but it was also a piece of armor. She was not just an architect tonight; she was the face of the Thorne future. The emerald-cut diamond ring sat heavy on her left hand. She knew now that the ring was more than jewelry. It was a key to the Thorne empire, and it felt like it was growing heavier with every passing second.

Liam folded his arms on the table, exhaling slowly, letting the gravity of it sit between them for a moment before speaking again. “Elena wants me to find Queen Zenobia and Prince Richard’s engagement rings. Turns out the stone the stone embedded in them has the blood of the first dragon in it and they are the only pair of jewellery made from that.” Liam let out a sigh as he continued “She will only agree to marry me if I get her this ring, so I am trying to find any information I can get on it so I at least have a hint on where to start this search.”

Which is the only thing that counts. "Ok. I won't feel bad as long as you show me the rock." I say, smiling. Elena's cheeks blush, as she looks down at her hand. She brings it up towards me. I see a stunning rose gold ring on her finger. It's shaped like a firefly, that looks as though it flew around her finger. The body of the ring has small diamonds trailing from the head of the firefly to the tail. It's absolutely stunning. "How come a firefly?" I ask.

Looking at the ring I had taken from the floor once more, I saw it had an electrical feeling, an aura I had never felt before. The design on the ring was light-colored, resembling more my clan's details with roses and Lily’s in diamonds with rubies. Elder Cameo speaks then, “If you concentrate on hiding the rings with your Arkin, there will be no detection of such actions, same with Young King Leonidas. We have been ordered to maintain your affair, but we cannot interfere with the ruling. We have to work to correct this into the blessing the goddess has commanded. Children return to your posts,” in all of this, Leonidas looked a bit puzzled when I came to realize what my Elder had stated ful

"Just... let me take the ring. My mother’s ring." Elara looked at the small silver band on Selene's finger. It was the only thing in the room that wasn't made of solid gold. She stayed silent for a long moment, then slapped Selene’s hand away. "Your mother is probably ashamed of you," Elara said. "Keep your ring. It’s the only thing you own that isn't covered in someone else's blood." They dragged her out of the vault, her boots scraping against the stone, leaving the doors wide open. The treasure sat there, glowing in the dark, waiting fo

____________ Lady Sterling is right there - he warns, pointing to the end of the hall. ____________ What is hers? - Lian's laugh is encouraging. ____________ She is a lonely old woman, uses all her bitterness to gloat over her pupils as she calls her apprentices. ____________ Do I have the option to decline this class? ____________ There is no way to. I am really sorry. - I let out an irritated sigh - Lady Marin, she's your teacher because you eat like a dog and have horrible posture. Tessy Sterling will teach you how to be a lady. _____________ During training for the Diamond Crown I was taught, and it was totally in vain...

His expression was no longer angry; it was terrifyingly focused. "I don't make mistakes, Elara. And I don't let go of what I’ve caught." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a velvet box. Inside sat a ring—a heavy, raw diamond set in blackened silver, carved with the runes of the Silver Moon. "Wear it. If anyone sees you without it, they will challenge you. And if they challenge you, I will have to kill them. Is that what you want? More blood on your hands?" He didn't wait for an answer. He took her hand—his touch electric, sending sparks shooting up her arm—and slid the ring onto her finger. It felt heavy. It felt like a handcuff.

No identification. Strange! Tearing through the wrapping, I found another, smaller box inside. A ring box. Snapping it open, a familiar pink diamond glistened. Elara’s ring. The same ring I gave her. My chest tightened. I’ve been trying to reach her in every way possible, but she’s ignored every call, text, and email. But I can’t even blame her, what she saw that day at the obsidian… right after I told her I wanted us to work things out… yeah even I would be mad.

) Elara The gold weighed three and a half pounds and it had bought me nothing, and I'd been sitting on the edge of the bed working that out for the better part of an hour. I'd taken it out of the lining where I'd sewn it and laid the whole of it on the fur in front of me, the chains and the bracelets thick enough to chain a door and the rings with the red stones, and in the lamplight it looked like exactly what it was. A way out with no door on the far side.

Around her neck hung the silver wedding ring that had belonged to Isabella. She had threaded it onto a delicate chain. Not for fashion. For courage. A soft knock sounded. "Come in." Lucien entered. He wore a perfectly tailored black tuxedo. For a moment... Neither of them spoke. Then Lucien smiled. "Your mother would be proud." Elara's eyes softened. "I hope so." Lucien noticed the ring immediately. "You decided to wear it." She nodded. "It reminds me why we're going." He stepped closer. Carefully lifting the small ring between his fingers.