The Forsaken Pendant Novels & Stories

I said weakly. Aiden immediately scoops me up, and Austin and Rebel come up and look at me with concern. “Thalia, is everything okay?” “Sinclair?” “I’m right here.” She says, running up with Isaiah, Kaia, and Rodrigo. “What is the keepsake?” “It’s a necklace with a pendant.” She said. Isaiah speaks up, though. “The pendant has a small Purple Altantonite.” Austin whips his head. “Are you serious?” “Yeah. I couldn’t believe it either, Dad, but it’s true.”

Clever girl. After this, I'd make sure they stayed protected all throughout the trial, even if they had to live with me, and then I'd find a good foster home for both of them where they could be together. These little girls were so important to this case. Their father worked for the biggest criminal I've ever had the pain and pleasure to chase. Tiberius ‘T.K’ Kian was a corrupt, slippery fish who always cleaned up his trail even if he had to cover it up with the blood of others.

Then, he was reminded of the Norwoods' Silverton branch. Everyone thought he was the fake heir who'd stolen Darius' life, but no one knew he came from the main branch in Imperia. The main branch was several leagues above the Silverton branch. Kaldor even told him the reason he hunted down Evan's parents. He was after a dragon-shaped pendant. It was the very thing that shook Imperia and northern Draganland, even turning it upside down. Apparently, the pendant held a great secret that could shake the whole of Draganland. Countless nobles, aristocrats, and foreign forces had joined the fray, using every trick they had to get their hands on the pendant.

​Before Seraphina could process his words, a strange, rhythmic throbbing began against her collarbone. ​Beneath her faded grey tunic, the old iron pendant she had worn since she was a child—the only item she possessed from her forgotten biological mother—began to glow. The dull, tarnished metal was suddenly transforming, the rust flaking off to reveal a brilliant, silver-white crystalline structure shaped like a droplet of starlight. ​"The pendant..." Seraphina gasped, pulling the necklace out from beneath her shirt. The light radiating from the crystal was so intense it illuminated the dark vaulted ceiling of the hall.

But enough remained. ||Abandoned by heaven. Claimed by suffering. What was cast away shall return as judgment.|| Below that, a single line in characters larger than the rest. ||To the daughter who finds this: you were not forsaken. You were planted.|| The pendant cracked. Not broke — cracked, a new fracture running parallel to the old one, and through the crack a light leaked out that was not amber and not blue but something between them, something that had no color name I knew. It lasted three seconds and then faded.

"Council! We found this outside the Everhart Estate, near the northern road." ​He held up a small silver pendant. ​My blood ran cold. The pendant. The real one. Impossible. I had watched it disappear from Amara's neck. ​"Why would she drop it there?" Elder Marcus pondered aloud, his eyes shifting back to me. "Or perhaps she isn't running to the rogues." ​My fake smile vanished. "What do you mean?" ​He looked toward the northern expanse visible through the high windows. "She is returning home. To the Forgotten Kingdom."

This had to be a nightmare; he couldn't be so cruel, right? I wanted to convince myself that I was fine, but I didn't know that, in fact, it was the contrary. He was going to destroy me again, as he had done for a while. I wished I could remember the spell that took us to the sanctuary; I would have used it as soon as I was sent to this cell. Unfortunately, things didn't go my way; they took my only valuable thing. My necklace. It was the only thing I had from my mother, and they couldn't even respect it.

"My apologies, I just forgot something very important" "Which is?" "Your honorary mark" Delphine tilted her head in confusion. "My honorary mark?" She repeated. "Yes. You gave me one; now I have to give you one as well to make our agreement official. A final binding, so to speak" When she gave him his mark, Delphine forgot that she too was supposed to be marked for it to be considered a real mate bond. But even if she forgot, surely he remembered. "And you're choosing to do this now, when I'm nude? Why didn't you mark me back when we were in the car?"

The only difference that the earlier light made was a pendant that appeared in his hands out of nowhere. “Here.” He dangled the pendant in front of me. It was a teardrop shaped, equipped with black straps and the substance that was used to make this pendant is soft, like rubber. “When you’re ready to reincarnate, break this pendant. It will immediately bring you into the world you want. However, you must be quick, because this pendant has it’s own expiry date.” Noel informed, his smile looked a bit fatigued. “Expiry date? When was that?”

Then wolves, huge, silver-furred creatures, bowing their heads before the stone. I blinked hard. “What am I seeing?” And then I saw the pendant. It lay there in the center of the ruined altar, half-buried in moss and dirt, but still shining like it didn’t belong in the world around it. A pendant. Dull metal. Shaped like a crescent moon. In the center of the moon’s curve sat a single, carved eye, smooth and still, but it felt like it was staring right at me. My chest tightened.