Amulet 9 Novels & Stories

Cara quipped Alphaeus came back at that moment before things could get worse between the two. "Here," he said, handing over a red necklace to Arthur. "This amulet has been embedded with protective chants that should protect her against a witch's magic but note that the more hits it takes, the less protective it becomes,” He told Arthur. "And once its color changes to black then it's no longer an amulet and it is as good as a regular necklace," he explained to the lycan.

So it pained him so much to see Judith’s pathetic condition. "The amulet, It can save them." Anna said. "Amulet?" Mr Martin asked with no idea what Anna was saying. "It's an object made a few thousand years ago, there are different kinds of amulets that possess power, but the amulet I'm talking about is unusual, it's made of gemstone rarer than diamonds where it can fulfill every wishes.

I speak the 30% I own in perfect Vinča—words that mean protect, endure, return. The ingredients rise, swirl, and fuse. Four objects settle onto the table, glowing softly: 1. A new locket for Remy—ruby bloodstone, but now laced with silver veins. 2. A bracer of living flame for Seras that won’t burn her clothes anymore. 3. A thin silver ring for me that hums when reflections get too close. 4. A delicate golden choker for Kayo that anchors her ninth tail so the Forty-Eighth can never leash her again.

Beside him, Lady Selene stood in crimson velvet, regal and unreadable. Draven’s voice was low, velvet over steel “We offer our ancient promise—Bloodforged Protection. This amulet, bound by our blood, means no vampire may harm you, nor any child of your house. It is an unbreakable vow.” He placed the amulet, shaped like a tear of ruby, into Dalton’s hand. Selene’s lips curved faintly. “And to you, Luna Daniella… a charm of Nocturne. It allows one to walk unseen by shadows, unheard by whispers. Use it wisely.”

It was definitely better safe than sorry. I got to the magic room just as Ziyah was placing an amulet on Nailah. “This amulet has a couple of uses. It’ll glamour you so that your appearance changes if your image is caught by any recording device. This will also mask your aura. You can still use your aura, but it’ll mask it from the outside. I’ve only had time to make twenty of them, but Janina said she will continue to make them. That way it’ll help hide your identity if you ever need to go outside of the packs. It also amplifies your abilities or gifts.”

"Oh, this is all a misunderstanding. I didn't even bring a gift for our first meeting. How rude of me!" She opened her clutch and took out a moonstone box. "Drake brought this amulet back from the Northreach Dominion two days ago. It was crafted by an old witch. It's one of a kind. It's a bit outdated for me, but I figured it matches your old-school vibe. "Don't hold back. I've got more amulets than I know what to do with. My storage room's full. When you come, pick whatever you want." I didn't spare it a glance.

"This is my promise to you. From now on, everything I have is yours." I took the file, a warmth spreading through my chest. Then I pulled something from my own pocket—the amulet my grandmother had left me. It was a silver, moon-shaped pendant, engraved with ancient runes of Hecate, said to ward off evil. "This was my grandmother's," I said, placing the chain around his neck. "Consider it our engagement token. It will protect you." Damien looked down at the amulet on his chest, his eyes full of gratitude and love.

The crown is just the provider of that. It may seem useless, but in reality, it has a lot of value. Especially if you wish to save someone. Now that I look at this other amulet. This one was made with black and silver chains, and a red oval ruby in the center held another secret. The value of this one was more than any life, for it had the power of bringing one to life.

With his pack at his side, he stepped into the temple, ready to face whatever tests the guardians had put in place to safeguard the Amulet of Unbinding. As they ventured deeper into the temple's chambers, they encountered riddles, traps, and guardians who tested their resolve and loyalty. Their faith in their cause remained unshaken as they navigated the intricate puzzles, each step bringing them closer to the Amulet's resting place. Finally, they stood before a grand chamber, illuminated by a shimmering light. There, resting atop an intricately carved pedestal, lay the Amulet of Unbinding—a radiant gem pulsating with ancient magic. With reverence, John approached the Amulet, his hand trembl

If it can be saved, I will see to it. Madison smirked and signaled her bodyguard. He stepped forward and dropped a tattered, dirt-stained leather bag onto the velvet cloth. When Avery opened the bag, the air left her lungs. Her fingers began to shake uncontrollably. It was the Amulet of the Bound Heart—the very first gift she had ever crafted for Hudson. It wasn't just metal; she had infused it with her own wolf's essence as a vow of loyalty. Now, it was a mangled wreck. The silver was twisted into agonizing shapes, dirt and gravel ground into the filigree. It had been crushed under a heavy, armored boot—repeatedly.