The Forsaken Pendant Novels & Stories

"Nicky, I'm not in the habit of picking up trash." Nicky dropped to her knees in front of me. "I know I was wrong. Please just give me another chance." She was once the love of my life. She was now on her knees, pleading for me to take her back. Yet I felt nothing but a deep disgust. She continued through her sobs, "We've been through thick and thin. I know I can start over if you're with me again. I'll give you everything." I took a step back and looked at her coldly. "You said the same thing back then, and look how that turned out."

She glared at her then smiled slowly. "Do you have any idea what this pendant does?" Seraphina asked, with narrowed eyes. "It doesn't only tie bloodlines together," Chaewon said, her tone icy. "It devours them." She then threw the pendant at Seraphina's feet, and It broke. Black smoke erupted, filling the room. Seraphina screamed as it swept over her images, memories, madness spiking in her head. "Make it stop!" she cried. "Make it…!" Her body convulsed, landing unconscious to the ground.

Not after everything she had been through and she blamed him for it. She nodded. “Just go on… I'm tired of this hide and seek.” They both got inside the pack. The Nightfang pack. Eirlys halted, standing on a spot and wandered with her eyes. It seemed like ages. She remembered the first time she came here. It was like a dream come true, being the mate of someone who was meant to be the Alpha. About to be the Alpha. But life had a different plan and she could not change the course of destiny. It was two years ago when she was in the custody of The Tyrant. She had no hope of escaping. Not that she could not escape as she had imagined all kinds of escape plans.

"Did you really think you could hide from me in Alex's little fortress? Did you really think a few security cameras and some fancy alarms were going to keep me away?" "What do you want, Vanessa?" Alex asked. "What I have always wanted, darling. What I have worked for, planned for, sacrificed for. I want my life back." "Your life?" "The life you promised me. The life we were building together before these two," she gestured at Miguel and me, "decided to interfere." "Vanessa, there is no going back. Too much has happened." "Has it?" She reached into her purse and pulled out a small device that looked like a remote control. "Because I think you might change your mind when you see what I have be

a deep voice said behind me. I startled, half-choked on my drink, and spun around—only to find a tall, broad-shouldered stranger leaning against a nearby tree. He wore black from head to toe, his mask carved with faint silver edges. His voice? Pure sin. Low, smooth, like something meant to be whispered in dark corners. “Oh great,” I muttered. “A woodland stalker. I knew this dress was cursed.” He chuckled, stepping forward slowly. “Didn’t mean to scare you, princess.”

The air still crackled, but the immediate danger had passed. He held my gaze, a silent, mocking challenge in his eyes, before his own dropped to the pendant still dangling from his fingers. He offered it to me. I stared at the eight-pointed star, the blood-red stone seeming to drink the light in the car’s dim interior. I knew exactly what it was. The sigil, the scent of blood and magic… a dream pendant. “You’d give me a tool of dark magic?” My voice was a rough gravel, still thick with the urge to kill. “To walk in her mind while she sleeps? It’s a foul, forbidden art.”

The only difference are the stones at the bottom of the crooked design. I frown and look back at Bethany. “I noticed her necklace this morning too and I asked Slade about it. Sloane had them made for her and Scarlet. It has some meaning to them about being best friends. Slade said Scarlet cried when Sloane gave it to her and made her promise to wear it forever.” All of the anger, all of the jealousy drains out of me like someone pulled the plug in a bathtub. I take the first real breath I feel like I’ve taken since I first saw that necklace around Sloane’s neck.

I had heard worse. "That makes sense," I whispered before smiling up at her. Her eyes looked at me and she smiled back and raised her hands curved them around her neck before she opened her pendant. "Wha-" "Perseus gave me this when I was going through a hard time. This pendant has been passing through generations in Perseus's family and now you're here, I think you deserve it. May I?" I looked dumbfounded at her and slowly turned around. When her hands made contact with my neck, I shivered as the cold metal of the pendant pressed against my neck. It was beautiful and antique with a green stone in the center surrounded by white petals.

“Their parents tried to keep them safe, but there was little to nothing they could do as the final say was on the council. After lots of pleading from the Queen, they decided to spare their lives and the unborn child, but… they placed a curse on this unborn child, and banished them from the kingdom.” “The time of delivery came, and Jessica gave birth to a normal child. Her and Anomander were happy that the curse didn’t come to pass and that their love prevailed. Everything seemed fine, until their child’s first transformation after his eighteenth birthday. They expected a normal wolf, but they saw a red-furred wolf, driven by rage and thirst to kill… The curse wasn’t gone after all. It was r

"Use the pendant!" Amelia's hand instinctively reached for the silver pendant resting against her chest. It was a relic passed down through generations, said to hold the power of the purest light. She clasped it in her palm, feeling a surge of energy course through her. With a cry, Amelia raised the pendant high above her head, its radiant glow illuminating the darkness enveloping the chamber. A pillar of light erupted from the pendant, piercing through the Shadow Lord's beastly form. In that blinding column of light, time seemed to slow. The Shadow Lord let out a roar of agony, his monstrous facade crumbling away, revealing a wounded and vulnerable figure.