Elden Ring Sanguine Noble Novels & Stories

So much power from two pure blood Clans from two different creatures had combined to create a royal hybrid line. Everyone brought tithings and gifts to him. They laid swords and spoils of war in chests of gold, jewelry and large gold necklaces spilled at his feet. He glanced at Margaret a few times until it was her time to present. She walked up and pulled off her families 5 carat emerald ring and placed it on top of his chests. She bowed her head and returned to her position.

Everly’s POV The Goddess was right. I needed Avril to be here. She and I were connected in some way. We were both given a curse just so the Pantheon could give us some of their power. I had thought I was the only one. But my wolf’s sister was here in the flesh. My wolf was spinning around. “We are gemstone wolves.” I explain to Avril. “The Goddess choses to give us gifts, but every gift must come with a price. For you, you can see visions, but you’re blind.”

“Silver… engraved with symbols, ancient ones. I don’t know what they mean.” Della’s hand trembled against my shoulder. “It’s the Aurora's Seal.” My gaze snapped to her. “What?” “The ring isn’t just jewelry,” Della explained, her voice low with reverence. “It’s part of your birthright. Your mother was a Bloodline Guardian, Mira—a wolf born with the ability to awaken and command dormant magic within her bloodline. That ring is the key to unlocking every piece of power sealed within you.” It took a while for me to process what she had just said, but when I did, all I could ask was, “Why would she hide it?” my voice a whisper.

Kandreah’s POV Sanguineabyss is a vast subrealm within Wengarthria. So big that it could be a realm in its own right. Mud and blood are squelching beneath our feet. Its name is warranted by all means. Sanguine means blood in Latin. And this shithole really looks like an abyss of blood. The sky above us is a horizon saturated with ruby and crimson tones, reminding me of bloodied curtains of some perverse shit show while the smell of blood is flowing through all of my senses. I could live without blood for a long time as long as I have a regular influx of necromancy within me.

Undebatable. Finn took it, cautious, as though it might burn his fingers. When he opened the lid, a subtle flicker of disbelief crossed his face. Inside lay a ring. But not just any ring. The ring. A platinum band crowned with a deep crimson stone… the color of blood caught in moonlight. Black diamonds ringed its centerpiece, dark as sin and just as rare. It was unmistakable. Ancient. Priceless. Worn by the first Walton to build the empire. Passed down through generations. Reserved only for those deemed irreplaceable.

They said the Saint had awoken. Inside the grand temple, Elysia waited behind the doors. Her body still ached from the ceremony. The burn beneath her skin had quieted, but the gold in her veins refused to fade; it shimmered faintly through the thin linen of her sleeves. Attendants moved around her in silence, adjusting the folds of her robe. The fabric was white and impossibly soft, threaded with dust-fine strands of gold that caught each movement like flame. When they set the crystal circlet upon her head, the weight of it pressed against her temples like a crown of heat.

“More like… instinct.” Lucien chuckled softly. “Oh wonderful.” Koa crossed his arms. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” “Instinctive blood magic on that scale?” Lucien said. “It depends very much on whose instincts we’re discussing.” Another vibration rippled through the courtyard. Then, footsteps. Eldric emerged from the villa entrance again, moving quickly. His expression had changed. That immediately made Seraphine straighten. “What did you see?” Eldric stopped near the fountain. “The lower seals are glowing.” Zenith blinked. “Glowing?” “Yes.” Lucien’s curiosity deepened instantly. “What color?” “Crimson.” Well. That felt on theme.

Melinda ran a finger along the line and named them, steady, like an incantation at the edge of noise: “Dragon blood, the raw power, to bind the brute energy the tear bleeds. Phoenix blood, the rebirth so the seal can mend if it frays. Unicorn blood, its purity to cleanse the corruption. Basilisk blood, A poison to turn anything escaping into ash. Kraken blood, an abyssal strength to anchor us to the depths. Griffin blood, vigilance, watchfulness for the long centuries. Chimera blood, the hybrid coin that traps chaos by uniting it. Werewolf blood, it cycles and changes, to tether time to the seal. Vampire blood, an immortal blood, for endurance.” A deep, ancient red, almost black, that swallo

“Don’t put her in danger.” Ingrid smiled slightly. “Just a drop of blood.” Lilith took a deep breath, then Ingrid handed her a small silver needle. “Use this.” Lilith gently pricked her fingertip. A drop of red blood slowly appeared. But its color looked slightly different now. It was a deep red with a golden sheen that was only visible for a moment when hit by sunlight. Selene’s eyes widened instantly. “That...”