Elden Ring Ranni X Tarnished Novels & Stories

- My voice sounded stressed and my brother laughs out loud. ________ I knew that at least one would get his attention ...-He nudges me provocatively and then walks away, I took a deep breath preparing my psychology for the next few days, I would have to endure Thom's jokes. The reception after the presentation began monotonously and extremely still, the same self-centered nobles; her words that seemed to sound sweet but at the first opportunity would stab me in the back just out of greed, I brought a glass of wine to my lips feeling the dry wine pull at the end of my tongue, it was at this moment that the red-haired archer made her entrance into the room. main hall of the Arena, she wore a d

Erya fell on the ground with a thud and there came a point where she opened her eyes but never got to close them again on her own. Cia's glossy eyes flooded with tears by watching another person turning lifeless before her. Why did their love have to cost them so many lives? Why was it tainting them so badly? Shutting her eyes, she buried herself in his arms. Zale, whose eyes were fixed on Erya's soulless eyes, finally darted towards Cia when she caged him firmly. A vulnerable sigh escaped from his mouth because now he himself didn't know that was that game of getting tainted with the blood of their closed ones was ever going to end or it was going to end only with their own blood?

Chad asked after finishing chanting. “I can't pick the ring, it just burned my fingers,” Omega Yna replied. Chad checked her fingers, then looked at Yna. “I am sorry that I have to tell you this, you can't take that ring unless you are from Diana's hunters generation, your hand will be burned beyond recognition if you try again,” Chad revealed. “What? Are you serious right now, or you are pranking me?” Omega Yna asked as her heart started to race faster. “I am not lying or pranking, if you want to get burned, go on and try…”

She was wearing the moonstone diamond ring I had always dreamed of—the symbol of a Luna's status. Her caption read: 【Eight months of waiting, and it's finally mine. Thank you, my Alpha.】 Eight months. While I was running myself ragged across the territory for our sickly pups, he spent eight months hand-crafting a ring for another woman! The next afternoon, dragging my aching body through the garden, I overheard the pups talking behind the hedges. "Why is Mommy back? Now Kierra won't take us to the Holy Lake to see the lights. I wish she'd stay away forever."

A few Lunas walked towards us after noticing Prince Rafael’s presence. “Hi, my name is Elara Thorn from the Ravenhall Pack of the East,” I looked at the girl, and her light brown eyes were shining with ambition. Her dark brown complexion and styled afro curls gave her a majestic vibe, but her intelligence was visible through every movement of her body language. Her pack was famous for ancient fighting techniques and hidden poisoning methods. “My name is Prince Rafael Dawson, My lady.” he kissed the back of her hand. She smiled and looked at us with a friendly smile.

“You dragged *me* into your filth. My reputation is built on control. Precision. Not fucking my stepsister like some depraved cliché.” Elena’s back hit the desk. She gripped the edge, refusing to cower. “Then deny it. Call me a liar tomorrow morning. Tell everyone I made it up because I’m obsessed with you or whatever story you want. I’ll play along.” He braced one hand on the desk beside her hip, leaning in. Their faces were inches apart. She could see the flecks of silver in his gray eyes, the faint scar above his left eyebrow from the time they had fought so viciously over nothing that he’d tripped on the stairs.

Between those engravings ran faint red lines. They pulsed softly… like veins carrying something alive beneath the metal. At the center of the ring sat a small shard of dark crystal embedded into the band. The crystal was jagged, uneven. Within it… a dim red glow flickered. Riven turned the ring slightly between his fingers. The red glow pulsed once… faintly reacting to the cursed blood running through his veins. Seryna continued speaking. “When you rub it three times, you activate it… and the spear will return to your hand.”

However, despite all this it had retained an amazing appearance of ancient beauty. My heart skipped a beat. I reached out my hand and opened the box. There was a large woman's ring with a scarlet stone lying on a black cushion. It was a finely faceted ruby in the form of a dragon's tooth shimmering like a star. On the rim, smiling skulls were carved on either side of the stone. On the inside, there was only one word: “Eridanus”. With trembling fingers, I took the ring and began to open the envelope. Letters, dark as night, were shining on the white paper:

“But promise me that it will not be for long … no matter what happens.” “Agreed,” Lance said, his muscular arms flexing under his shirt from the tension. Raven placed her hands on the side of Lance’s head and chanted, “Rambshia carnsia irashia benach. Rambshia carnsia irashia benach. Rambshia carnsia irashia benach.” The lights in the room suddenly dimmed, then went completely out, but came back on a moment later. Raven looked directly into Lance’s eyes. “It is done.” She took a deep breath. “I need a Bloodstone.”

The light changed again, and the warrior's gaze became completely indifferent. Larana shuddered: the tassels of long earrings made of tiny rock crystal beads were immediately smeared on her shoulders. Not very expensive, but beautiful, and most importantly - loved. The girl took care of them and almost never wore them, but today was a special occasion.