Elden Ring Novels & Stories

“Niklas proposed and I’m not waiting long!” Niklas chuckled, his gentlemanly tone warm. “Anything for you, my dear. A triple wedding sounds splendid if the others agree.” Amanda grinned, flashing her own ring, a triple green emerald cut that caught the light like a forest fire. “Hell yes, I’m in! Three days at Eltz? We’ll make it legendary.” I laughed, the sound foreign but welcome, and held up my hand, showing my pink heart tri-stone diamond ring from Charles. “Guess we’re making it a triple then,” I said with a light voice.

“Evander is coming here. When he tells me where Theron is being kept I need you to confirm it immediately.” Elara nodded without hesitation. “I can do that. I’ll need something of Theron’s to anchor the spell. Something personal.” Nyx crossed to the small chest beside her bed and opened it and withdrew a single item. A ring. Plain silver. The kind a man might wear every day for years until it became so familiar he stopped noticing it. Theron had left it on the table beside her bed the morning he left for the council duel. She had never been sure if it was deliberate or if he had simply forgotten it in the chaos of that morning. She had kept it anyway.

Somehow she thinks it has Avery's name written all over it. Her mind races with possibilities as she opens the lid. Elodie's eyes widen, her gaze sweeping over the interior of the box. Nestled within is a stunning, unmistakable wedding ring, with its band crafted from fine, white gold. Elodie's eyes lock onto the glistering jewel, her eyes wrapping around the gem in the center. Instead of the usual diamond, this one has a….. jade gem. You can say it matches her eyes. “This is beautiful,” Elodie breathes, her thoughts escaping her lips.

She didn't quite understand why he would choose her. She looked at her ring on her finger,it was indeed very beautiful. The large diamond at the centre glimmered underneath the white light of her lounge. Around the band were tiny blue gems which matched her deep blue eyes. There was atleast twenty gems on the ring. It looked expensive and custome made. "Although it was stunning,it was a curse on her finger. It was the root of her problem,if that ring was not on her finger ,she wouldn't have run off!" Willow thought.

"Fair point." She glanced at the remaining items, then gasped again. "Did he get you shoes and earrings too? STOP IT—AHHH!" Elle opened a large velvet box on the table and squealed. Inside were a pair of dangling earrings—each with a sparkling diamond at the top and a larger canary yellow diamond suspended below, the entire piece framed in a halo of brilliant white diamonds. "Finric Shadowclaw," Elle whispered dramatically, "you've officially outdone every man on this continent."

“Looking for something?” “Maybe. Maybe not.” The wind caught Jasmine’s hair, tugging it across her cheek. She didn’t move to fix it. “Something came for you,” Elora said after a moment. “Another letter?” “No. Something older.” That made Jasmine turn. Elora extended her hand. In her palm sat a ring. Silver. Dull with age, but unmistakable. A deep green stone sat in its center, veined like ivy across ancient ruins. Jasmine didn’t breathe.

"Yes ... Oma also hopes so." The wishes of the two women who were very close to Erlan were too great for the happiness of both of them. After finishing eating, they were busy matching gem rings, inlaid with pure diamonds to be attached to Mitha's ring finger. Mr. Fred had even booked the pub, as the place where the engagement between Mitha and Erlan would be announced. "Mami, do we really have to wear a ring?" complained Erlan whose ring finger had been measured several times by an effeminate guy, one of the employees, who was assigned by the famous jewelry store to provide special services for high class customers like the Levin Family.

I said, staring at my reflection as I turned, “Thank you.” “Finally we have matching jewelry, I never thought I would see today.” Elara marched out from behind the door with a sly smile. “You're crazy, you made me worry on my wedding day.” I said with a chuckle, “Why lie?” “Because it's fun getting you worked up.” She said with a soft smile as she took in my dress, “Aldric really did numbers on your dress. These are real diamonds, someone could kidnap you for your dress alone.” Elara said with a chuckle.

Eli stood in front of the dressing table, still wrapped in a soft towel from the bath. His body felt clean but tired, the warm water having washed away layers of dirt, blood, and exhaustion from the long night. The platinum collar around his neck caught the soft bedroom light, gleaming quietly. He reached out and picked up the prominent black velvet box that sat on the table. It felt heavy in his hands. The new crest engraved on the lid a stylized V intertwined with an R made his breath catch.

"The lineage is recognized." He held the collar aloft. It wasn't the delicate jewelry he had given her in the village. This was a heavy, archaic thing of blackened silver and beaten gold. The inward-pointing studs caught the torchlight, looking like the bared fangs of a frozen beast. "Kneel now, Elara," Fenris whispered, his golden eyes blown wide with a fervor that bordered on madness. "This is the weight of the crown. This is how we ensure you never stray from the pack’s heart."