Annabeth Chase Camp Half Blood Necklace Novelas e Histórias

I had no other enemy than Alpha Cassius Belmont of the Silvermane Warriors. As promised, Zeph and Stav arrived in the evening to get me. “Do you think it’ll help me? Will I really see Cerelia? I’ve never done this before.” I was bursting with curiosity, never having experienced such a thing. “Yes, you can see Cerelia. I had seen Lena when she was abducted by Vampire Magnus’s wife, Evelyn. Annabeth helped me track her.”

Anastasia screamed at the fact that Vixen had stamped on her necklace and Vixen who had stamped on the necklace also screamed as a strange force from the necklace flung both ladies far away into different directions far away from the pack house. Everything went blank again and Anastasia's eyes opened again as she said, “My head,” She held her head as her eyes focused again and she realized she must have been in a trance now seeing that she could still see the two Darius in front of her and her head was seriously banging now. “Oh my God,” Tears immediately spilled from her eyes as the realization of what Vixen had done hit her. She couldn't believe Vixen had destroyed her necklace which was t

He doesn’t agree with Kael, and so Kael gives him cold shoulders while he busies himself with preparations for the Cup, law school, and a mysterious lady who smells absurdly good. As soon as they got to the reserved group discussion room, he was once again slapped in the face by her scent. He had to close his eyes and breathe in the heavenly scent, before keeping himself in check in case he looked weird in front of her. Kael found her sitting in the middle of the U-shaped table, typing on her keyboard before her eyes went to them—him. “Oh!” she quietly gasps and stands. “It’s a pleasure to meet you all. I am Divina Anastasia, but you can just call me Anna.”

Then, he shot a menacing glance at Abigail and the rest and stalked off. The cops would not arrive for a while, and the spectators began to scatter; some grabbed food and drinks to refuel themselves for the next act of the drama. Once the crowd thinned, Abigail and her companions found a place to sit. Shawn glanced at the necklace on Abigail's neck; half of it peeked out from under her clothes. He leaned close to Abigail and murmured, "Is there a star pendant on your necklace?" Abigail nodded. Shawn exclaimed, "Damn! You're the one with the real Astre Eternel, aren't you?"

I’m still standing in the same spot and Priam is still waiting with an expectant look in his eyes so I deposit the necklace back into his hands. “This necklace belongs to Hunter, and before that, it was Myrtle’s, a former councilwoman of the Ironclaw council.” Priam’s eyes dullen as he receives the knowledge of that and his mood seems to drop even further. He hands me a flash drive, “Read what’s on this when you get back home.”

Ann asked, sitting up, feeling better. “Nothing, just millions of years ago there was no such thing as Hunters.” “Oh,” Ann said, standing up. “I have to get home,” she said, about to walk out. The Vampire moved quickly and blocked her way, “not so fast.” He was about to take the necklace when she warned him, “don’t touch it.” He immediately pulled back his hand, not wanting to boil again. He wanted to remove it to compel her to come back soon. “Will you come back?”

Torches burned in iron brackets on the walls, casting dancing shadows that made everything look like a nightmare. And everywhere I looked, there were eyes. Dozens of them. Hundreds. Glowing in the darkness between the pillars. Watching me. "Ah, the half-blood awakens." A voice echoed from somewhere above. I looked up and saw a balcony circling the room. On it stood a woman with silver hair and skin so pale she looked like she had been carved from ice. She was beautiful in the way a frozen lake was beautiful—stunning, but capable of killing you if you stepped wrong.

Despite the desperation to find her, I refused to search among the dead. I took a step forward, my eyes scanning the dimly lit surroundings for any signs of Anna. But as I prepared to step over the next body, I froze. Something about the scene made me hesitate. The burnt necklace on the corpse’s neck. As I leaned in for a closer look at the burnt necklace, a rush of emotions flooded over me. The familiar piece of jewelry confirmed my worst fear - the body before me was indeed Anna's. It was the same necklace I had given her with our initials "D&A" engraved on it.

She screamed as she reached for her sapphire necklace. I looked around and saw Abby with a half-sunk arrow in her throat as she was covered in gorgeous jewelry. One after another, bloodstained gold coins fell down from Abby's breast. She hurriedly crouched down to pick them up, then got stabbed in the heart by another arrow. She fell down. Her eyes opened wider than the sapphire she was clutching. She seemed unable to believe she was going to die. It was the first time she owned so many sparkling and expensive jewels and gems, and it was the last.

That had broken my heart in so many places that I could count. “Tada!” Annabeth exclaimed and I gasped at the beautiful green hair clip that flashed before my eyes. “You got it for me!?” I whispered as I feared if I spoke any louder it might break the spell and it might turn out to be a dream. “Of course girl! Come here!” she said pulling my chin forward so she could clip it to my hair. “There you go!” I jumped off the bed and went to admire it in the mirror. It had stones that dazzled when the sun shone down against it and I couldn’t help but admire the beautiful piece. It was more than I had ever hoped to get.