Meteorite Blade Elden Ring Novels & Stories

In a world where the powerful rule, a world that belonged to dominion. A world that conceals demons and vicious beasts within the shadows of the darkness. As if these barbarous creatures weren't enough; rose a man who crushed many clans and sects. His every step echoed the cry of those who he massacred brutally. Leaving traces of those helpless curses behind him in the dust. He was known as the 'Devil on earth' 'The leader of the shadow army' and 'The black Blade of Linya'. Many forces joined hands to stop him, only to be butchered by his powerful blade. Until someone completely opposite stood against him. A beautiful woman who had his tattoo engraved on her chest. Would he cherish her or destroy her? But then again what could be expected from the Lord of terrors who was known to bear no heart in his stone-cold chest? 18+

When I arrived at my wedding in my bridal gown, I found an octagonal fighting ring set up in the center of the stage. My fiance, Derek Hale, was holding the hand of his "girl bro," Chloe Shaw. With a smile, he handed me a pair of boxing gloves and explained, "Vivian, this is a tradition from my hometown. The bride has to get into the ring and wrestle one of the groomsmen for good luck. I asked Chloe to go up. Just play along for a minute." Looking at Chloe, who was always acting frail and sickly, I did not think much of it and stepped straight into the ring. But the next second, she threw an extremely professional spinning kick and knocked me unconscious with a severe concussion on the spot. When I woke up, I was paralyzed in a hospital bed. Derek stood there holding Chloe's hand and said to me, "Our relatives and friends gave us so much wedding money. The wedding can't go on without a bride. Chloe is willing to take care of me in your place. You're so kind, Vivian. You won't mind, right?" Under the torture of humiliation and severe depression, I pushed my wheelchair off the rooftop of our wedding home. When I opened my eyes again, I was back one month before the wedding. I turned around and knocked on the door of a national-level kickboxing champion training base. "Coach, if I trained for a month, can I punch someone's head open?"

Three days before my wedding, my fiancé let his childhood friend alter my wedding dress. She even took the eighteen-carat blue diamond from my engagement ring and turned it into a pendant for herself. My fiancé, Lewis Chase, the most powerful mafia boss in Napels, was so afraid I would be angry that he boarded a cruise ship with his childhood friend, Quinn Turner, and left on an around-the-world voyage overnight. Lewis told me, “Eve, Quinn was just being cheeky. Don’t be upset. I’ll get you a new wedding dress and a new ring—the best money can buy. Once you've calmed down, I’ll come back, and we'll have our wedding.” He assumed I would argue and cry like I always had before, but when he returned a month later, he discovered that I had changed. I no longer got angry when he favored Quinn. I even allowed her to move into what was supposed to be our marital home. Lewis thought I had finally become more understanding, so he promised to give me the grandest wedding Napels had ever seen. What he didn’t know was that I had already given up on him. In three days, I would be boarding a flight to Switz. I didn't want the wedding anymore, and I didn't want him, either.

At the Thorn Pack banquet, Jacob Mason carefully cut the steak on my plate. His gentlemanly demeanor and meticulous attention to detail drew envious glances from those around us. "Our Alpha is so good to our Luna," a voice murmured from across the table. "You won’t find a more devoted mate in all of Southspire." I glanced at Jacob, a sweet warmth unfurled in my chest. I silently tightened my grip around the Moonstone Ring—a ring my father had left me, the symbol of power in the Lotus Pack. I had planned to give it to Jacob when the banquet ended, when we were alone. But as the evening wore on, the noise and the clinking of glasses became too much to bear. I feigned a slight dizziness, excusing myself to return to our castle ahead of him. In truth, I needed the time to prepare a surprise—something special to commemorate this night. When everything was set, I silently slipped back into the banquet hall, ready to take Jacob by the hand and whisk him away. But as I arrived, I stopped dead in my tracks. There he was, holding Hazel Rhea tightly in his arms. "Chloe is so rigid," he said. "Always clinging to the dignity of being the Lotus Pack Alpha's daughter. How could she ever compare to Hazel's passion?" "Don't worry," he added, his tone light with mock reassurance. "Hazel and I are just friends. Chloe won't feel betrayed." He laughed softly. "But don't tell her, alright? She's so old-fashioned—if she found out, she'd leave me for sure. Honestly, the thought of spending the rest of my life with such a dull partner… It's exhausting." Just friends? Is that what he called the way his hand slid beneath her dress—being "just friends"? I didn't interrupt them. There was no need to disturb their lively conversation. Instead, I slid the Moonstone Ring onto my finger. Without a word, I turned and left. In the quiet of the night, Xavier Grey—who had been following me all along—waited. Together, we set off on the journey I should have taken long ago.

The Kingdom of Starliege is about to face its greatest threat ever, a cataclysmic event that can wipe out the entire Starlian System. Knight, a young orphan and a student of the Boys and Girls Starlian University, is one of the chosen bearers of the six rings of Starlia. Together with the other ring bearers, they set out on a dangerous journey to the unknown. They must overcome and survive all the obstacles before them and retrieve the long-lost Stargem which is believed to contain an immense amount of power, a power that could rewrite the future events…the fate of the entire Kingdom of Starlia is now in their hands.

On the night of her thirteenth birthday, Larissa Aurélie Farsuleia was awakened from her slumber by the intruder that had broken into her room. The next thing she knew, the dagger blade was at her nape, and the engraved Farsuleia crest glowed, triggered by his action. In a twist of fate, Larissa's life was spared from the hands of her unknown aggressor, who felt a sense of guilt. Instead of taking her life at that moment, he made an oath that he would return once she had turned eighteen to fulfil his deadly promise. Five years had passed, and their fates were intertwined at a ball. Little does she know that the noble she had met, Duke Theo Perseus Novellia, was not only the one who once swore to end her life but also the man who was arranged to marry her. With both of their memories erased, what will unfold between them once they unravel the truth?

"Daniel... Please help... I'm dying..." "Are you doing this so I'll stop my wedding with Eleanor? Come on, Emma, you're being inconsiderate!" ***** I died, but when I opened my eyes, I was standing before Daniel in a hall packed with prestigious people, holding an engagement ring, and ready to tie the knot with Daniel... I was back to three years ago, when I first got engaged to Daniel. In my past life, I gave my all to the people around me, but still got broken. My adopted parents forced me to absorb the life of their missing daughter... I always wore her favourite dress, eat her favourite meal, learned to act and speak like her, and even answered her name. Still, I didn't complain, but once they finally found her, they abandoned me. I was going to take everything and pretend I was fine, but where I drew the line was when my sister asked my fiancé, Daniel to marry her in order to make her wish come true. He agreed, I threw his ring away, but before I could leave, my sister murdered me in cold blood. I thought it was all over, but here I am, standing before Daniel, ready to get engaged to him again. This time, I won't make the same mistake again...

When war orphan Alexei Volkov flees Russia to Belgium, survival means stealing scraps until a mob nearly burns him alive. Rescued by Lucien Devereux, the ruthless Capo of Brussels’ underworld, Alexei is thrust into a world of blood, secrets, and power. Trained as an assassin and spy, he becomes indispensable—until a mystical ring from his uncle in India makes every man who sees him fall hopelessly in love. Soon, the Capo, the Mayor, the Police Inspector, and even the Governor crave for him. Is it love or a curse? And in a city drowning in obsession, who will Alexei choose?

"How did you capture his majesty's heart?" This is the question that everyone wishes to ask the newly hired eunuch to serve the emperor. Xu Zhengming, also known as Eunuch Xu, the great Casanova in town. His looks aren't inferior to Pan An's, and he knows it. This beautiful man knows all types of women and mastered the ways to get them. He experienced being chased many times but successfully gets away every single time. On that one fateful night, while running away from a group of women he bumped on his majesty the emperor. And with that, the ruler of an empire took him to his palace. Now that he's back to the imperial palace, previous relationships won't remain in the past. First friend, first love, first heartache. Connections that got severed by the sharp blade of fate. Will the once parted and now finally reunited be separated for the second time?

“Lucien has exhausted my patience,” I said. The wolves flinched backward and a tremor ran through the silverfang forces. “You have ten seconds.” I took a breath. “Nine” *** Betrayed on the very night of her wedding, framed for the murder of the Alpha King, and executed alongside a stranger she barely knew, Princess Mia Esbond expected the story to end in blood. Instead, she woke up at the banquet the night before it all happened. This time, she’s not here to survive, she’s here to burn everything down. Allies will turn into enemies. Enemies will become weapons. And in the heart of it all stands Orion Vale, the infuriating, dangerous heir who might just be the only one she can trust… if she doesn’t kill him first. *** “You wanna know what I've become,” I asked, driving my blade through his neck. “Alpha-Killer should be appropriate.”