The Forsaken Pendant Novels & Stories

I open the small box and reveal the beautiful violet crystal that was made into a pendant for a necklace. "Thank you, Sofia. It's gorgeous." I take it out and admire its color as the sun shines over it. "It's an Anethyst, they say it brings good luck. I know you always wear your yellow pendent but if you ever feel like switching it up..." My hand imidiatly fly to my neck, covering my necklace. I can't take it off, I made a promise to always have it by my side. He made me promise him. "You see, I'm not the only one who thinks it's time to take that thing off." Saf hates that I still wear it, but then again she doesn't like Cole either.

I remember the day like it was yesterday. “My father gifted me this pendant on my thirteenth birthday. He told me that it was special and would bring me good luck if I always wore it,” I chuckled a humorless laugh, “I think he was mistaken.” The pendant fell softly to my chest as Chaos’ index finger pushed my chin upwards. Our eyes met and my heart fluttered. I’ve never seen him so emotional. “Your father was wise to gift you this. It is a blessed pendant. I’m not sure how or where he found it, but it has cloaking capabilities. You’ve been invisible to those who wish you harm.....” a frown overtook his face, “Until now.”

high, I see don't get what he means by high, but whatever he says, I know I need to follow him. "and pls cover-up," he throws cloth at me, he must be very nice, I smile as I put on the clothes "that is a beautiful necklace," he say, I look down my naked, I didn't notice it, Alba has given me this necklace, the pendant is white crystal, is a holy necklace, the pendant will get black if I indulge in any evil things of the world, example, killing, sexual intercourse with human and many more, and if the pendant turns black it means, I'm a fallen angel and I will never be able to return to heaven, I shirk at the thought of it.

It had been a few days since the chilling encounter at the charity event by the lake. The events of that night had left me shaken, and I couldn't shake the feeling that a sinister force was closing in on me. The bracelet with its obsidian stones and the enigmatic connection to the Underworld had become a heavy burden I carried, and I found myself longing for a sense of normalcy.

"I know. I literally just watched what they're binding." His eyes snapped to mine so fast I heard his neck crack. "You had a vision?" "More like a trauma-inducing flashback, but sure. The pendant showed me Dad sealing the Dark Wolf King's original followers inside it." "Inside the pendant? Like, they're currently in there right now?" He leaned so close I thought he might kiss the thing. "That's absolutely insane! Do you understand the level of magic required to create a prison artifact that also functions as a bloodline focus? The complexity alone would take decades to master, and that's not even considering the power requirements or the fact that it's still stable after all this time."

"I said show me his location. The handsome man from the throne room yesterday. The one my sister said created those two fighters, Noah and Fefe. Where is he?" Still, nothing. Frustration bloomed across her face. This pendant was given to her by Myrrak and it was powerful, using the blood of some of the dragons and his fairy people combined to make this for her. This pendant always shows her what she wants anyday, but she doesn't need it every time but today is different. She tried again, her voice barely louder but laced with growing anger. "Who is Erezhul?" That was when the orb cracked.

“She said she has forgiven me, but I’m a greedy person and still want more. I want to make correction and atone for my sins in every way. I want to publicly apologize to the angel, and in front of everyone, I want to ask her for a second chance,” He walked away from the podium and got down off the stage with Bastian’s accompaniment. He kneeled in her front and Williams passed him a box. Cohen opened the box and revealed a ring. “Please, Patricia, you’re the only person I want right now. Without you in my life, it will be a mess, no matter how much effort anyone put into it. You’re the light to chase away my darkness,”

“Her power is adapting. It’s learning from the different forces influencing it. Loki’s blood magic, the Court of Fire’s ancient flame, and even Erik’s grounding presence. But if one becomes dominant, the others won’t just fade. They’ll collapse.” “You think she’ll become unstable.” I shake my head. “Not quite. I think she’ll become something else. Something none of us are ready for.” We fall into silence, both of us staring at the fire between us like it might blink first. Finally, I say, “There’s one more thing.” Signe raises a brow. I reach into my satchel and pull out the old ivory pendant I retrieved from the sealed temple below Maelor’s stronghold. It’s carved with spirals and tiny, nea

Chapter 16: Elaric's Softening The pendant gleamed against the dark velvet of its presentation case, ancient silver interwoven with obsidian in patterns that seemed to shift when observed peripherally. Elaric had discovered it three days ago while reviewing artifacts in the deepest vaults—a piece so exquisite and perfectly suited to shadow magic enhancement that he'd been unable to think of anything else since. More accurately, he'd been unable to think of anyone else who should wear it.

Right here. With me. I didn’t know why I had it. Or how. I just knew it had always been with me. Since childhood. Like a second skin. And I knew enough to fear it. Because the pendant wasn’t just rare—it was divine. A celestial failsafe. An artifact forged by multiple gods, meant to kill one of their own if they ever broke the balance of the world. It didn’t just kill a god. It erased them. No reincarnation. No spirit lingering in smoke. No parasitic possession.