Slytherin Logo Novels & Stories

It made me want to kill you here and now. She stood in front of the crowd, face void of emotions. The Headmaster of Krystalline Academy opened a book that was from the tray and said, "The stars bestowed upon Trūx Demetrius an everlasting power that will protect his Kingdom against his archenemy, Witch Mistress Illinor. A power over blood thus called the Blood Star. Every Blood Star has its name upon the stars. Chloe Liu, a descendant of the Rein Family, student of Krystalline Academy... The stars bestow upon you... Bellatrix of Orion!" The teachers, including the new ones and Headmaster Daio, stood and put their fists on their hearts. They added a symbol of a reverse dog hand sign and attach

“I wonder how you became a spy if you’re this sloppy.” “I’m not sloppy, you’re just sneaky.” “That’s actually what an idiot could say,” Claudette faced the laptop for Theodore to have a closer look. “Have you noticed how the logo resembles a black mamba? From the snake’s face, to the color, to the body and to the details. The logo represents a black mamba. You heard it from Odette too. The guy who caught her actually had a snake logo on his ring that looked like a black mamba.”

My blood rushing to warm my skin with her sudden outburst. “It’s not the spell…. it’s who wrote it. She’s a witch.” Sierra turns the book, sliding its heaviness around to face us again and taps at the bottom right of the second page somewhat excitedly; at a little symbol that looks like it was burned into the page with hot metal. It’s tiny, a small flowing L and C surrounded by a vine design that wrap it into one continuous form and is unusually pretty.

Logan explained, opening the case. “We will get it switched so you and Isis can. After all, this was all to be kept in trust for you.” he shrugged. “So go for it. Let’s see if this legend holds water.” Logan gestured to the scepter. I gulped, edging closer to the scepter. “But what is the Gryffindor rule is real. And this is somehow a fake?” I voiced the thought that kept replaying in my head. Logan groaned, rolling his eyes. “Fine, you want to know if it’s real silver? Let’s find out.”

The whispers finally died down when the entrance door of their school building opened, revealing a tall and handsome youth that looked more radiant as the sun, making their eyes become blind. “Ah! Too bright!” “My eyes!” “I’m willing to be blind just to see him!” The radiant youth Raine Leister frowned his thin and red lips. His fair and smooth skin is taut as his dark eyes chillingly glared at the crowd of the students standing in front of him by their class. His slender arms were crossed on his flat chest, above his right hand is a crest of a yellow sun. It is the student council’s logo.

Cat barked back happily. We finally made our way through the throng and walked up three short steps onto a dais where the high table was placed horizontally. It was set like the other tables but this one had two thrones behind it and then two more modest chairs; one to either side of the thrones. Behind those thrones, hanging on the vine-covered wall, was a banner with a device embroidered onto it. The shield outline was filled with a grayish lavender color, like the stones of the castle, and over that lavender field, directly in the center of the shield, was a large, silver star. The symbol of the Twilight Court appeared to be a star, which explained all the star decor... and my name eviden

Being a king, Xee was also a member of the council. Addy trailed off, "This logo circle has 6 parts and each one represents a supernatural creature. Here, see this paw with a human handprint, it's for werewolves. This union of three circles is for witches." Her finger shifted to the next one, "Can you see this arrow and bow? That's for elves. And this portal arch is for warlocks. This fangs here is for vampires and this flower bouquet is for faes." I looked at Addy in awe, "You really are pro at it, girl."

--- GREYTECH Private Bunker – Lily’s War Room Far away, in a secure, black-glass chamber of the GREYTECH network, Lily’s team was finalizing preparations. Holographic maps shimmered across the room, casting light over faces set in grim determination. Witches, warlocks, Lycans, and rogue agents—all had answered her call. The insignia of her network gleamed on their armor: silver branches over twin moons, a symbol that had become synonymous with both fear and hope.

I silently watched her do all she did, expecting a rewarding response. After a while, she shook her head. “I just searched through the pack’s archive of terrestrial and supernatural symbols and logos, but there were none looking like this.” I huffed, my shoulders dropping. “A dead end again.” My eyes brightened instantly as an idea crossed my mind. “Is there a chance that the logo isn’t just related to Woodhound? Perhaps, it’s something that has to do with the supernatural world as a whole…witches, Lycans and warlocks included?”

Its surface bore several black, wedge-shaped characters that appeared to have been haphazardly drawn but concealed some secrets. "Fetch the candle," I said with a tight frown as I continued to examine the parchment scroll carefully. "Alpha, what's wrong with this?" Bard was a bit puzzled, but he obediently picked up the burning candlestick and carefully approached. Without answering, I directly placed the parchment scroll on top of the candlestick, causing the black characters on the parchment to quickly blacken. "Alpha!" Braum shouted nervously. Just as everyone froze, the black on the characters slowly faded, ultimately solidifying into a hot gold logo. A wolf's head with a small crown ato