Amulet Fanart นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was a small, silver amulet, shaped like a crescent moon holding a single star. She held it out to the Priestess. “Take this,” she commanded. “This is the Amulet of Protection. It is woven from my own essence. Place it around Lucien’s neck. It will shield his life force. If Seraphine strikes… if she tries to kill him… the blow will not be fatal. It will buy him time. It will buy us time.” The Priestess took the amulet reverently, feeling the warmth and power radiating from it.

I loved the look of the amulet that I had designed for him, and I hoped that he did too. “This is a one-of-a-kind special amulet that I had designed specifically for you. It contains some of my gift’s essence. It’ll act as a conduit for you. You won’t have my ability or anything, but it will help enhance your intuition. It also acts as a homing beacon. It’ll allow you to always locate me because it’s tethered to me. I know that you worry about me, just as I worry about you, which is why I wanted you to always be able to find me.”

she said patiently. I sat down on the loveseat, and she sat down on the chair next to it. I could not imagine what she would have, but I was now curious. She pulled a pouch of her bag and handed it over to me. Inside was a beautiful amulet that had an emblem etched into the emerald. It was black and intricate, but it did not look familiar. It was gorgeous though. There was no denying how special it must have been because I could feel the power radiating from it.

It did not help that other supernaturals were drawn to the power of gifted wolves. “This amulet conceals, sis. You need to wear it at all times. It won’t restrict your gifts at all but will taper down the power that supernaturals can feel. You’re filled to the fucking brim with power, and this will conceal that. It’ll make you appear like a normal shifter,” I said, handing it to her.

He felt Guru's strong arms around him, stopping him from a total freak out. "It's an amulet." Jinx grabbed the jewelry now around Spitfire's neck. "I think it's our elevator." Spitfire, who loved sparkly things maybe more than most toms, stared transfixed at the elaborate gem-encrusted facsimile of the gazebo-like structure. "I like this. Makes me feel more like myself. Though I hope to hell I'm not supposed to know how to make it bigger."

The young witch is dying. Celestina then went to the broken panel. It was a receptacle for valuable trinkets; for in it were some great scarabs of the old manuscript of Marites. None of these things were touched. She noticed a powerful spell had gone through the back of the panel; but no other defect, save the shattering of the clay pot, had been done. Celestina could not help but notice the strange arrangement of the trinkets on the ledge of the panel. All the scarabs, bands, and witch amulets were arranged in a jagged oval round, an exquisitely engraved golden model figure of a fang-like crown with a disk and emblems.

She pulled out a small black box and held it to me. “I suspected you wouldn’t want the alpha to know, so I prepared something ahead.” I took the box from her and opened it. A simple amulet sat in it, and I pulled it out. “You can use that. It’s an artefact that blocks pheromones, but unlike the one you currently have, it doesn’t need any drugs to work. As long as you’re not taking in anything, your body won’t fight against it.” She said, pushing her glasses up with her index finger.

Taking it into my own adrenaline fuelled, trembling hands, I see what it is—a bronze amulet depicting the phases of the moon. “It will shield you from prying eyes and those who mean you harm. You will be able to travel unseen and leave no trace of yourself where you tread.” She takes the amulet from my hand, stands on the tips of her toes, and places it around my neck. Her fingers bush against my skin and a trickle of raw energy flows into me. I remember why I had been distancing myself from my only real friend.

he whispers back. "Alright, guys. I'll talk to you later so we can meet up." I said as we said goodbye and hung up the phone. "So, Anthony, did you get your amulet back?" I asked, making him nod happily. He shows me, making my eyes widen as I see how pretty it is. It's more of an oversized pendant. It had a wolf in the middle with runes all around. It was absolutely beautiful. "Wow. It's so... beautiful." I said, making him smile.

I don’t know why him fucking Aslantha affected her so much, but it did. Unwrapping the item, I look down on an amulet of some kind. From the style and craftsmanship, I can tell it’s from the Sanguine Empire. It’s a dark antique silver metal wrapped around a ruby diamond in the centre. Flipping it over, I can see the inscriptions on the back. I read the words. Mom made sure we knew this language. An amulet that is said to grant a level of protection to the wearer. I smile softly. For Mom to give me this, just shows how worried she must have been, she isn’t the type to believe in protective magic or rely on them.