Amulet Of Fury Novels & Stories

Taking the offered beverage gratefully, I take a long, deep sip and begin explaining. The first pile has a few old books, an athame, green velvet robes, and a leather-bound journal. There are also a few crystals and other focus items. The second pile has the mirror, a variety of silks, some unusual dresses, and a jewelry box full of very interesting, very powerful gems set into rings and amulets. There is one ring in particular that caught my eye, a fire opal set in gold. It still glows with an inner fire, signifying that it is still receiving energy from somewhere. But where? And from whom?

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.

“Which one? Is it this one?” “No, the blood-red one set in gold!” “Wow! It's beautiful, but not girly either. You're right, it's perfect.” I go to the counter and got the assistant to get it out for me; it had blood-red beads as the chain with small gold beads placed at equal distances along the chain. The amulet itself was an off-round shape with a bright blood-red stone in the center with lighter red stones surrounding it. I got the assistant to ring it up for me, we then made our way around the rest of the town. Along the way, I find a nice box to present it to him in. I hope he likes it “Don’t worry Scar, he will love it.”

This and three other topazes held by three other lords that formed the four clans of The Brotherhood of the Oracle, had the peculiarity of allowing their bearers to communicate by thoughts to each other, and with the Supreme Priest of the Brotherhood, who guarded the Golden Snake that housed the rest of the gems. The power of the Fellowship resided in the gems embedded into that snake-shaped device. A large golden snake rolled on itself stood half-lifted with its head pointing upward. It held with its mouth, a four-pointed golden star by one of its spikes. Between each spike, there were four receptacles to fit the four topazes.

My ears are ringing. I sit up and see Sterling with his eyes squeezed shut and his hands over his ears, shaking his head furiously as if he can clear the magic from inside his thoughts. “I love her!” Sterling screams, then. I see a crackling flame engulf the amulet and he removes his hands from his ears to tug at it, finally snapping its chain and tossing it into the ocean. Something emanates out from the amulet, sparking and flashing over the sand. It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before - hot but not burning, flowing like molten metal, and shimmering different shades of red and pink.

” I said. I turned to face the spring and started chanting. “Ergo et occultatum est quod non revelabitur.” Within seconds a small box rose from inside the spring. I reached out and grabbed the box, then turned to Rowen. I opened the box and pulled out the amulet. It was a wire wrapped labradorite stone with a thicker wire edging and a silver triple moon symbol wired onto the front. It was not large and gaudy, it was about medium sized for a pendant, and it hung on a long silver chain.

We got distracted by the adorable little Alpha Heir and his antics. “I still have your gift, Lena,” I say, reaching into my pocket for the small package that contains the amulet I had made. “This is special. I had it made especially for you. It will shift with you, unlike human jewelry and takes a special kind of mage to make. It is a protective amulet.” Lena turns the shimmering blue opal talisman in her hand and scrunches her face at the unusual dragon hide base that will fasten it to her neck like a choker and then she raises an eyebrow at me.

The ruler at that time was Draco Vahemir - the strongest Vahemir there is to exist. Each and every member of the Infernal bloodbath pack is born with a special ability, their teeth contains poison strong enough to kill a person within seconds. They are not like every regular werewolf out there. They are stronger, faster than the usual werewolf. I flip through the pages and stop at a prophesy. It is a drawing. A stake in a lady's chest, she is in the arms of a man, his head buried on her chest. I flip to the next page, there is another drawing. The woman is in his arms, his head is backwards, his mouth is widened- he should be screaming. There is no caption in either of the picture. The drawi

"Are you okay?" "The amulet." "Yeah. What do you think is inside?" She shook the amulet. "It resembles purple dust. Exactly as Avery stated." "It is more than just purple dust." Raven was finding it hard to breathe. "That's Wolfsbane. It is used to kill werewolves."

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.