Relic Novels & Stories

That bastard thought there were only 18 relics in the realm, what he didn't know was that there are actually 21 relics. Those 18 relics he knows about are the relics which are needed for the revival spell and the remaining 3 are the most dangerous relics and hard to get. If someone gets lucky enough to land their hands on those 3 relics, then they can perform a special, powerful and dangerous spell which needs a string mana soul which now I have and using those relics, on

Priscilla grumbled, staring at the book in disdain. “Have you ever heard of ‘A single-use relic is the speech of the devil. A normal relic is the hand of the devil. A platinum relic is a devil itself. Be aware of the single-use relic, however, for it will be the destroyer of the world.’ or some sort of it.” They were muted, tilting their heads with gloomy expressions, except for Firash. “I’ve heard of it. Constantly talked by the mercenary while scavenging the cave for treasure.” Firash replied thoughtfully.

The Crimson Mage muttered ancient charms beneath her breath, each syllable heavy with unease. “This city should not exist,” she muttered. “It burned in both worlds. Yet here it stands—half in memory, half in flesh.” Elira turned to her. “That’s because the relic here doesn’t guard a place. It guards a truth.” Lucien frowned. “Truth?” Elira held up the broken shard still embedded in her palm from the previous relic quest. “The second relic—the Glass Pendant of Truth—was forged by the Guardian of Memory. It reveals what was lost. And sometimes, what was meant to be forgotten.”

As if whoever placed it there wanted it discovered by anyone who searched even briefly. A small carved stone, dark and old, etched with symbols I don't recognize, humming faintly with an energy I can feel from across the room. "That's not mine," I say immediately. "I've never seen that before in my life." "That's the Aerith Relic," the first instructor says, voice tight. "Reported stolen from the ceremonial vault four days ago. One of the oldest artifacts this academy possesses, and it's just been found hidden in your room."

A bra that lifted her breasts so that the upper curves and the space between they showed themselves in a way that tormented him. “You look very sexy,” he said. "Did I ever tell you about the nightgown Kat gave me?" "I think so, but I'm not really sure I understand…" Merilee had mentioned before and talked about black silk and lace, and then Matt tapped a finger on the shoulder straps: with her? - I am. It is a lingerie that has a lace and silk bra and black lace underneath. with embroidered silk bands. The bottom part is…” She broke off the description to smile.

Em kissed her cheek. She turned on her heels. She already removed the ring while she got the opportunity, coming up. She unlocked her door and turned to smile at her friend, and stepped into her room. She locked the door. " I've to find a jeweller who could buy this masterpiece. " She opened her palm, and stared down at the ring in awe, " My death certificate!" she muttered with a chuckle, glancing down at the ring with hatred as his handsome face flashed while she closed her eyes, his blue eyes stared at her in possessiveness. She shivered, recalling the anger when Lorenzo held her hand.

he said, “I found it exactly where I used to keep it, as if he knew I would be back for it.” “Who?” asked Ilyria, then she understood what he was saying, “The Magos of the Benguzi Metropolis. This is a relic?” She looked at the object in her hand, suddenly a little afraid of it. He nodded. “Makes sense doesn’t it. The chord of life itself. Would you like to try?” Ilyria lifted it to her mouth. Then dropped it again, shaking her head. “We cannot, Astrapi,” she said. “Look.”

I didn’t know vampires could also be affected by werewolves in such a manner… “It was probably because the rogues were using blessed relics… That could be the only explanation for her fever.” I looked at Lady Livia once more. Somehow, it seemed like she did know what she was talking about. “What kind of blessed relics did they use?” “Arrows, probably, and based on the wounds, maybe holy fangs.” I looked back incredulously at Lady Livia, and she seemed to have understood what was on my mind. Blessed relics – weapons that were offered to the temple and had undergone the purification process, were in

Hindi na ako nagsalita pa at hinayaan na lamang siya to conclude what she wants to think about what I did in the past. "So, here's some information about the relics being found in different places." Ibinigay ni Olivia sa 'kin ang isang folder. Nang mabuksan ay marahan kong tinignan ang iba't-ibang leads about the relics. "Some are acting like human beings, transforming into animals like cats. I already checked the places where traces of them are left and I assure you, they are smart for leaving so many unidentified traces na mahihirapan talaga tayong makasiguro which is which," Olivia said.

The stone lay on the floor beside me, still glowing faintly, as if mocking me. “What was that?” I whispered. Faith kneeled next to me. “It’s not just a stone, Luna” she said softly. “It’s a relic — something very old, very dangerous. It carries the power of the cursed moon.” “The cursed moon?” I repeated. She nodded. “Yes. Long ago, before you were even born, the relic was sealed away. It was said that whoever controlled it could command the spirits of the past and destroy entire packs. It was hidden so no one could find it again. But it looks like Grandma… she found it.”