Noble Family Crest Novels & Stories

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."

I explained. “I also thought the same thing too. Only nobles have a crest, but the thing is I don't know which belongs to who." “Could it be the Alpha's crest?" She asked. I shook my head vehemently. "No. It doesn't belong to Alpha Kieran. I've seen his crest many times, and this isn't it.” "That means we have to look at the nobles clearly, and check the insignia on the crests their workers wear,” Freya proposed.

It was a mating bond? No… I wanted Nicholas, not him. “Are you sure?” I asked. He grabbed my hand and dragged me into an empty classroom beside us. I watched as he frantically undid the buttons on my wrist to check. My eyes grew wide as I saw a mark on my wrist. It wasn't there before. He held it up. “See? My family crest. It appears only after a person finds their mate.” Not every family had a crest when they mated—only royalty did. He couldn't be royalty. Nathaniel was the alpha king's only son.

Nicole nodded in approval. Daphne eyed her carefully, intrigued. She said that the royal family, traditionally, had armor with some sort of nod to their names. Nicole’s armor seemed molded to her form. There was a little sigil on her shoulder of a golden wreath of laurel leaves. She wore a diadem that sparkled in the light and seemed too ornate to be a helmet, but too protective to be a crown. It was odd to see her armor trimmed in gold considering that the entire castle seemed trimmed in silver. On her chest was the crest of the August family.

The family crest looked like half of a tiger insignia—a small, crouched tiger without its tail. Did it command so much power, enough to make Carl ignore his beloved woman in danger? "Mr. Nathaniel, the family crest holds great importance. Madam Miranda is also aware that you have the crest." Next to Nathaniel, the old man, Ted Quill, seemed to have sensed Nathaniel's intentions.

Vincent inhaled deeply of the sweet aroma. “I could find another person to do the bidding,” Vincent said, putting down the cup. “Tell me, and you’d get the rest of your money.” The unnamed man leaned forward and whispered, “The crest belonged to Valentino Darragh’s family for centuries. They are Mafia family resided in Rome, Italy.” he took out a paper that had an image of the crest. “The star, it represented five realms. The scythes had many different stories. Some said the scythes are capable of killing any supernatural species. Some said the scythes belonged to one of Moon Goddess’s children she sent to Earth. The skull and hourglass are representing death. All these symbols, except for t

It was an unfamiliar crest that made her frown. She questioned, “What kind of crest is this?” Miles bit his lower lip, “From the looks of it, it is a scorpion crest. Back then, there was this famous family scorpion crest that was known for the quality of their blacksmith. However, one night, their residence was burnt and nothing and no one was left,” he looked at the crest again, “I don’t know why the same crest appeared again.” Lixien held the crest and hid it in her spatial ring. She inquired seriously, “Did you find it in the slums?”

I asked, looking to Papa in surprise. Papa used his finger to follow the curvature of the lines with a soft smile tipping his lips upwards. His eyes held such gentleness as he looked from it to me. “This is our family crest. Each member of the Venscothi family has their own. This one is simply responding to you because it senses the Venscothi that flows throughout you.” “I thought the Toslati was a Gaisreen thing? Wait, family?” I asked, stunned for a moment.

I smiled and bowed at her before leaving the library. Born to a Royal family was not a cake walk. We're taught to abide by our elder's wishes. And here it was about the promise my late grandfather made to Queen Camellia. Or'bloem is a comparatively small monarchy than Falcovia. And the only way to get back the throne of Orbloem is to marry Rosaleigh. I am a Royalty and fulfilling my grandfather's promise is my duty. I'll fulfill a NOBLE PROMISE. ***

"Dad... you mean the Fire Crest of the five crests of the Reby family in the preface of our family's genealogy?" The moment Damien had stated it, Dillon too began to remember. "The Reby Family Crest?" 'It can't be right? That thing actually exist in this world?' 'And Nicole got her hands on it?'