Friendship Crest Novels & Stories

Avery mumbled with a small shrug. Nico once again focused on the leader of those men. The man’s black eyes were narrowed and somehow cold. He felt unfeeling. As he was carefully observing the intruders he noticed something very peculiar. They all have a crest pinned to their collar. It was small and black. If it was anyone else, it would have gone unnoticed. But the glare of the sun shone on it slightly, making it stand out. Nico hurriedly drew the crest in the ground with his fingers. “it’s shaped like a C. have you guys head of this group before?”

“Not random ones either. They both had similar drawings.” I stilled behind her. “What kind of drawings?” She exhaled softly, her fingers tightening around the edge of the dressing table. “A crest… I think. And snakes.” She paused, trying harder to picture it. “The snake curled around the crest like it was protecting it or something.” The brush stopped moving in my hand. A cold realization settled heavily in my chest. Silver Crest pack. Of course. The bastards had finally decided to make their move. My jaw tightened instantly as rage surged through me so fast it nearly blurred my vision. I knew those markings. Every high potential member tied closely to Silver Crest carried that symbol somewh

And on his left was the witch who became their ally to finally bring down the four packs. He stood in the middle strong and unbothered by the screams of everyone. He raised his right hand and with that, opened a huge door on the far right side of the dome. With heavy steps and weak bodies, four men went out of the huge door. As they made their entrance, everyone shouted louder and more aggressive. “KILL THEM!” “CUT THEIR HEADS OFF!” The four men walked slowly and finally made it to the center facing Brody. Brody smiled in arrogance as he spits on one of the men, the Alpha of the Crimson Crest pack, Connor.

He turned as his brother Orren entered, grinning widely. “You look like the moon’s own son,” Orren teased, clasping his shoulder. Christen laughed softly. “I feel more like a trembling cub.” Orren chuckled. “You? The Alpha who once faced thirty rogues and came back without a scratch?” Christen smiled. “That was a battle. This… is sacred.” His father, Alpha Fred, entered then, carrying the ceremonial crest of Moonveil — a silver moon carved within a shield of stone. “You’ve made me proud, son,” he said in a deep voice. “Today, the goddess herself shall bless your bond.”

Stacy, Dominic and Valaria all hovered their heads above the steel container and peered inside, each of them hoping they would see a symbol they didn’t recognise, as the fates would have it, they all recognised this symbol, they had been living with it above their heads for nearly two years, it was a slightly crude but accurate version of the Westingdale crest. “Well Fuck!” Valaria exclaimed with a sigh, she looked to Dominic and then to Stacy, they both hugged her in their own particular way, Stacy wrapped her arms around the female Alpha and pressed her head against Valaria’s chest, while Dominic wrapped an arm around her waist and rested his head on top of his mates. “We’ll get him my lov

Then, he tossed it to Thiago. "Take a good look at this thing." Thiago picked up the crest. It was made of pure gold and had the letters "NK" engraved on the front. A flying dragon was carved on the back of the crest. His expression changed instantly. "Is this… the Titania Crest?" "Good. You recognize it," Cain responded icily. "Nino wants me to send you a message. Either submit to him or get annihilated. Make your choice."

asked, changing back to a straight face. “Why not it all seemed unbelievable so I should doubt it shouldn’t I?” I replied, trying to make my resolve seem unbelievable. He cherished respect and power more than anything and would do anything to showcase it, that was what I thought and it all turned out to be true, he suddenly threw fireballs from his hands, although I haven’t seen that move before I wasn’t shocked to see that he did it, it was expected from someone like him, he had showcased his top speed as a werewolf the first time we encountered but this was the first time I was seeing the other part of his powers. As expected by the corny man with so much power. “ are more than you think,

" Nick asked. "What symbol could those people have that vary from each other?" Phil asked. "The symbol on the back are what separates them from each other. The black cards, the kind that are used by premium members and executives, there is the dragon crest, which is only for the president of the company, the young master, the lion crest is for Mr. Harris,the vice president, the wolf crest are for the security team that prioritize young master only." "Whaat??... You have a security team just for you!" Alex said.

The bracelet was not just an accessory but also a symbol of genuine friendship and mutual support. “What’s this?” Marko asked curiously. “Take it! This is a friendship bracelet, so we become more bound to each other as inseparable friends,” Emily said with a sweet smile. Marko, Freddy, and Stefan also accepted their bracelets with smiles. This moment further strengthened their bond. Emily looked very happy seeing her friends wear the bracelets. She felt that the bracelets held more meaning than mere ornaments; they were a reminder of the friendship that had been built, a symbol of commitment to support and value one another.

Beta Samuels walks over with the silver pole, handing it to Alpha, the emblem on the end was red, heated up to burn into our skin. “I accept your allegiance and with this crest, I brand you into the Westford pack.” Alpha presses the crest against our arm, the heat feeling nice but the silver burning. The smell of our burnt flesh perfuming the air and I was glad Nina was in control. He pulls the crest away and the burning feeling instantly stops. The crowd erupts in cheer, as she shifts before falling silent when she is fully shifted. I look out and notice everyone was staring shocked. “What’s wrong?” I ask her.