Amulet Emily Novels & Stories

He said moving his hands in a playful manner. "Oh brother, you know I'm really bad at guessing so please just show it to me." Ava said rather impatiently. Lucas knelt beside her, pulling a small box from his pocket. "What's this?" he asked, then opened it to show a diamond necklace. "Tada!" Lucas exclaimed. "Wow, it's beautiful! Thank you so much brother Lucas." she breathed, touching the necklace. "Don't mention it, you're my kiddo," he said, his voice a little husky. He put the necklace around her neck, his fingers brushing her skin, making her shiver.

He was younger than either of them but aged from within—marked by loss, burdened by the expectations of a bloodline he had only just begun to understand. Emily sat on a smooth boulder farther up the path, head tilted toward the ocean. Her hair was damp with mist, her fingers tracing the small woven charm she now wore around her neck. It was the last gift the roots had offered her before she clawed her way free—a talisman of bone and memory. Her lips had not stopped whispering since sunrise, a quiet litany in an old tongue she should not have known. “You’re speaking to them again,” Clara said gently, walking up beside her.

She unwraps it just enough to show the metal. “It’s protective,” she says. “I paid a lot for it. Just wear it, please. It might help you stay safe.” Ember finally turns to look at her. Her face is guarded, unsure. She studies the amulet like she’s trying to decide whether to trust her. After a moment, she reaches out and takes it. Her fingers brush the charm briefly before folding around it. “Thank you,” she says quietly. Bianca nods. “I’ll be hoping for your safe return.”

"Stop fooling around Emilia!" "This isn't," She replied, her voice sounded misty and cool, "I assure you it isn't. I'm not a total bitch..." Emilia turned on her heel, tossing her long locks of blonde hair over her shoulder. Alice watched her go before sliding the bracelet uncertainly onto her wrist. Once she checked that it fit, she couldn't help but smile. A part of her told her that it was too good to be true. That Emilia (her arch-enemy) would be incapable of giving out gifts and it was some kind of way of a joke. But after some close inspection, Alice realized that it was just simply a pretty bracelet.

Simon says. “Yes, well, that is what she told us.” Payton answers. “Emerald I need a silver flame.” Simon states. Emerald looks at him but opens her hand. There in the middle of her palm is a small flame of fire, but it is silver in colour and glowing white-hot. Marcel and Vaydyn hold Nate and me back as we both stand up. Rationally, I knew that Emerald was controlling this and that she would not get hurt, but my protective side wanted to put that fire out. Simon told Payton to hold out her hand as Emerald placed the flame on her palm. We were all expecting Payton to scream in pain, but she didn’t. Her bracelet started to glow, and a very strange script appeared.

AMEIRA is on her way to the convenience store where she works. Everything you need for your home is already there, such as food, materials, and paint. Her hands were in her pockets as she headed to work. She wore a long black cloak, which she used to wear so that she would not be recognized. Maybe she didn't want anyone to recognize her identity because her beauty undeniably grabs attention, she doesn't know why.

No matter what I do Wesely will reject me? Emerald whimpered. That’s all I can see. Before he mated you, he was going to reject you like in the first vision. It seems my appearance and warning only bought you time. I thought coming earlier would save you the pain and make Wesely come around. But I see that I was wrong. I smile with tears in my eyes. You did your best. But I’m going to have to take this future into my own hands. Can you trust me? Of course. Emerald replied. The goddess paired me with you for a reason. You’re special.

“The price for interfering with fate is steep.” Amelia exhaled, her breath a cloud in the chill air. She loosened the pouch, revealing the treasures she’d brought. “A moonstone amulet,” she said, holding it up so it caught the faint light. “Vials of enchanted essence. Rare and powerful.” Morgana inspected them, her expression still unreadable. Then, she shook her head, a smile curling her lips. “These trinkets are insufficient.” Amelia’s heart sank. “But they’re all I have. I thought—”

But there was no mistaking it — she had heard him clearly, and the only meaning she could take from it was exactly what she feared. “Oh, I see,” she murmured. But this time, a strange silence followed her words. “What? Don’t you know her?” Adrian asked, curious about her sudden change in tone. “Not really,” Emily lied. “Let me just help you as I promised. I don’t want to get involved with your lover, and fair enough, I don’t want to know…” she said, turning to the woman selling handwoven bracelets. “This would be perfect for her. It’s got a little blue like her eyes,” she said, pointing at a particular bracelet on the table.

We’re all sitting around the living room when Emilia is heard screaming bloody murder from the bathroom… As it turns out, she has just found out that she’s pregnant! As expected, by Christmas Emilia and her boyfriend are over and she’s asking Amory about my days off so that I can drive her to the doctor… Like that’s what I want to do with my sister! I bought Amory a diamond tennis anklet for Christmas since she likes to walk around barefoot, but I’m waiting for everyone to leave before I give it to her! Amory gifts us all a five hundred dollar bonus for the holiday, and she gives her assistant Charlene a gold nameplate bracelet too. None of us are offended by this, since Charlene is literall