Uchiha Crest Novels & Stories

" Nick asked. "What symbol could those people have that vary from each other?" Phil asked. "The symbol on the back are what separates them from each other. The black cards, the kind that are used by premium members and executives, there is the dragon crest, which is only for the president of the company, the young master, the lion crest is for Mr. Harris,the vice president, the wolf crest are for the security team that prioritize young master only." "Whaat??... You have a security team just for you!" Alex said.

“We gather here today to honor our esteemed King Edward and witness the noble houses that have graced us with their presence.” He paused for a moment, allowing the anticipation to build, before continuing with a flourish. “First, let us acknowledge House Blackfire, whose crest is a mighty dragon, spitting fire upon their enemies. Their motto, ‘Fire and Fury,’ speaks to their indomitable spirit and unyielding strength.” The crowd erupted into applause as the members of House Blackfire acknowledged the honor bestowed upon them. The event announcer moved on, his voice resonating with authority and enthusiasm. “Next, we have House Silvercrest, whose sigil is a shimmering silver crest atop a moun

I found it extremely difficult to answer those questions and I asked myself what would happen if the truth happened to be the very thing I had feared. Sunlight streamed in through the windows as Satake sat on the couch of his living room staring at his family heirloom. The Katana had always been hanged as a decoration until last night. He unsheathed the weapon and examined the blade. It was curved and there was a line separating the finish of the main blade but that was it. There was nothing special about it from the tip to the hilt. There was no inscription or special marking he had missed. It felt wrong to tag it as just a Katana but he was frustrated. Years of holding back those horrible

It was a cloak—thick, warm, and finely crafted, dyed the deep silver-grey of the Blood Moon colors. Embroidered across the back in black and crimson thread was the sigil of the pack: a full moon cradled by the wings of a wolf. My breath caught. "This is yours now," he said, his fingers brushing mine as he handed it to me. "As Luna, you carry our crest. Our blood. Our honor." I ran my hand over the smooth fabric, overwhelmed. "I don’t know if I deserve this yet," I said, voice trembling. Alexandro’s hand lifted, his knuckles grazing my cheek in a gesture so tender it stole the breath from my lungs.

She pressed the button for the fifteenth floor, but I’m still not sure why she has that. “How come you have the crest of our family?” I inquired as I felt the elevator moving. Our family crest consists of a full moon and a bow and arrow, both of which signify hunting. It was simple, yet the intricate designs made it appear outstanding. Furthermore, Cadwell’s crest was exclusively granted to family members, not ‘outsiders’. ‘But why does she own one?’ I looked at her; although she is youthful and beautiful, it is not feasible that she is one of Grandpa’s children. This is one of the drawbacks of being immortal: you never know their true age. She appears to be about my age, but I’m certain we

Kael didn’t touch it at first, just looked at it the way a man looks at a weapon he’s about to use but doesn’t want to. “This,” he said finally, “is the Luna Crest.” The words landed heavy. Every head turned toward the box, every breath seemed to catch. The chain inside gleamed under the lights, the silver sigil unmistakable: a crescent cut by a fang. Not an ornament. Not a gift. A declaration. My chest tightened. No. Not like this.

I opened the envelope a tiny card fell out. I read what was written on it. "Be warned" Very subtle. I dropped it and pulled out the letter in the envelope. it basically had the same message. "Leon Crest. The Omega whore..." I paused. Omega whore? That was a pretty good name for a band. I grinned as I continued to read "Stay away from Professor Alister and Alpha Roan. They are both taken already. You do not want to piss us off" That was it. I had to hold myself from falling over with laughter. This was the most childish thing I've ever seen.

I saw the white-haired lady extend her claws and pierce her wrist, blood dripped and with it, she drew a symbol on the ground the symbol exhumed light and turned into a small crest that floated into her hands. I immediately went stiff with shock upon seeing the crest, I had never seen it in person but I could identify it anywhere from the years of lessons I had taken about our world and the other beings that lived in it. The crest of the Royal White Witch! I gasped, stifling the sound so I wouldn't attract any unwanted attention. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The crest had been passed down for generations, kept secret by the few who knew of its existence. It was a symbol of power and

He said then thinks for a moment. "Who does he work for and why does he want to kill you? Did his master have a crest of their own?" Xianliang asks Kazuha. "Now that you mention it, she does. She has a crest shaped like fire with a five petal blossom in the center on a red tassal she keeps on her waist. A girl that Cai Kang and Kurai calls Nuying. She has pink hair and eyes." Xianliang thought for a moment before staring at the guy. "Fire flower... huh. That is the crest to one of the largest tribes in the world; the Yamaxun Xiang tribe."

And at some point, his eyepatch is gone and showed the crest of embedded in his left eye. Gurigura - Uwaaah~ Ise-nii sure is scary when he's mad. Riche - Indeed... Well not that I can blame him for being so mad. Well, that crest on his eye proved him a member. Ramius - Um. It's obvious already at this point. Issei - And... You two planning to come out or should I be the one who comes to you? Issei suddenly looked towards a certain direction and said that.