Noble Family Crest Novels & Stories

Vanya quickly tried to return the crest to him. The significance of the Theodore family crest was well-known even to outsiders, and yet he entrusted this vital symbol to her. "Vanya, I never take back what I give," Theodore pinned the crest to her chest. "This crest represents the head of my family. With it, you wield absolute power within the family," he explained, his eyes crinkling with a smile as he whispered, "You are the mate I have chosen." Vanya's heart drummed like a war drum, leaving her momentarily speechless.

Lucien said he would be waiting for me. There he stood, like a fucking god in this school. I wouldn't be shocked if he had some people worshipping him at odd intervals in his family mansion. Subconsciously, I looked at the Ravenscroft crest on the side of the wall, and suddenly, a chill ran up my spine as the earlier words of Ms Vale echoed in my mind. 'Iron cuts deeper.' The crest was made of iron, and it was the Ravenscroft family signature. Could it be that she referred to Lucien?

One line, written in a hand she recognized instantly. > Don’t trust anyone wearing the crest of the black lion — not even him. Her breath caught. The symbo l of the black lion — Alessandro’s family emblem — gleamed on the ring he never took off. The letter slipped from her fingers, carried off by the wind.

I looked. Selene. The crest is the Draeven family crest. The OLD version. The one retired the day Kael was crowned. Whoever has been writing to me has access to a seal that was retired nine years ago and was held by exactly two people on the continent. One was Kael's father. He is dead. The other was Kael's brother. Who is also dead. Allegedly. I do not know what to do with this. I am telling you because you have to know it. Show it to Kael. Or do not. Whichever you decide.

Aerith immediately furrowed her brows upon hearing that. Aerith opened the door and got off the carriage, then walked into the crowd, followed by her three knights. “What is this?” Aerith asked, and Anwen turned her head when she heard the voice. The citizens bowed politely to Aerith after seeing the three knights in red uniforms with the amaryllis flower crest— the crest of the Scarlet noble family. Chloe and her friends, who had been kicked and beaten by Anwen, stood up. “All of you are noble girls. Aren’t you shy about fighting in the middle of the street like this?” Aerith recognized the girls as the daughters from noble families whose status was below her family’s noble status.

cried Alexa. "Is it because you need Benneit's autograph? If you want to believe me, then I will find Benneit and take his autograph and stamp, "said Marco. "It's not that simple, Marco. The symbols of this family are the eagle and the ruby. The leader of this family is the one with the key, the key with the Garuda bird symbol and the red ruby," explained Alexa.

Amara Varela gave them neither. She gave them a reign. She stood before the long obsidian table flanked by her generals — Silva, Zeyna, and Luca — her chosen family. Not inherited. Earned. Behind her the banner of the new Varela crest hung high: a crimson Phoenix wrapped in barbed gold. Not a crown. A warning. One by one, the heads of the old houses approached. Don Sforza. Don Alarico. Don Vicente. They knelt, reluctant but obedient.

It wasn't a gun. It was a heavy metal crest, stamped with the Castello family emblem: a black eagle spreading its wings. The smile froze on Julian's face.

He crouched next to me, studying it like it carefully. “Symbol near the base,” he murmured after a second. “That’s court script.” I didn’t like that. “Meaning?” “This isn’t rogue,” he said. “It’s royal.” My stomach dropped a little. “You sure?” He nodded. “Top crest is one of the old families. Ones who only move on orders.” “Edward?” He didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. I stood up and crossed my arms, trying not to show the fact that every part of me wanted to throw salt at the whole forest and set it all on fire.

She looked closer and realized it was in the script like the ones she saw in the book. She looked up to her father who was about to speak. “Is this the proof of demon nobility?” Her father nodded. “Yes, exactly. Your mother wore it when we traveled through the realms. It consists of both her crest and my family crest.” Vastria looked back to the amulet realizing what the rose meant. It was in reference to the black rose that only a grand witch could use. “Another thing. This script on your crest. What is it? I found the script in the books under each of the pictures of the noble family representative.” Vastria needed to know.