Author Amulet Novels & Stories

“You did it, Ari!” Breathless, I released my hold on Caelum, standing tall as I looked toward Marcus. “Now, will you give us the amulet?” Marcus nodded slowly, a grudging respect in his eyes. “You’ve proven yourself worthy. I will honor our agreement.” He approached and handed me the amulet, a beautiful, intricately designed piece that glowed with the power of the Blood Moon. I held it tightly, feeling the energy coursing through me. “Use it wisely,” Marcus advised, his tone serious now. “The path ahead is fraught with danger, but if you remain true to your word, you will find strength in unity.”

Her fate may be entirely different to what I first thought. If she is the missing piece, am I meant to pass the deathless gift to her rather than my grandson? “Did you find what you are looking for?” Liberty asks, and kicks me out of her head with a single thought. Busted. “I did. The amulet is still having no effect on you.” I give up the ghost, there is no point in hiding the fact that I know any longer. She looks shocked by my revelation but quickly composes herself. “How did you know? I have kept it hidden. Only Marcel, Hunter, Christian and Zander know I have it and what it is.” She reaches up to her neck and gives the chain a gentle tug, pulling the Moldavite crystal up and out of her

Damian whispered to me. "Tell me about it," I whispered back. She returned back with a potion. "This was made to lock and chain wolves in. Telling from your wolf, he's begging to be free," she said with a smirk and I stared at her. "Unfortunately, I do not have the antidote to this problem of yours," she said with a sigh. "What?" I exclaimed, almost losing my cool. We did not drive all the way from civilization into this remote area just to hear this!

I felt they weren't ready to let us pass into the Woods, and I wondered why not, when Sarah was busy taking pics and rubbing on them. They glowed with an impressive light which made all of us just shook in their presence. "I am Astanaklastika." Guardian of Speed. The first one on the left said. "I am Dynamisus." Guardian of Strength. The second one on the left said. "I am Duatmenthes." Guardian of Elemental Control. The first one on the right said. "I am Lagomsa." Guardian of Teleportation. The second one on the right said. "I am Cothro." Guardian of Elemental Balance. The largest one said, and she sounded and looked more feminine than the rest.

The Shaman took comfort in his words and let out a sigh of relief. "Good, good. This is good," he muttered to himself as he set the book aside. "You see, the amulet is key to all of this. It was buried with the Ancient Alpha and is connected to him by powers out of our comprehension. If someone had taken it without knowing its ability and significance, well, it could cause cascading events that would lead to the ultimate resurrection of this once feared leader." "How long would the holder have if they did have this…amulet?" Leo asked, almost sounding like he didn't believe what he was being told.

Sitting at my desk with a quill, ink and parchment paper I stared blankly towards the window where I got stuck on the balcony. "What do I know about the Amulet so far…" I say outloud to myself. I began to list off everything like; it responds to deep emotions, the stronger the emotion the more Chaos or magic it uses. Whoever has it now has very strong magic, and the Dagger and the amulet are bonded together by something none of us know about.

I still had yet to remove the relic from my grasp. But I only remembered I was supposed to hand it over when a warm palm suddenly cupped my face. Gentle, calloused, and warm. I leaned into the touch with fluttering eyes when I met the Alpha's imploring gaze. Where the blue light mixed with his original amber shade, it highlighted green. Somehow, it only made him more alluring.

Spells collided, causing shockwaves that threatened to tear the very fabric of reality. The warehouse itself became a war zone, its walls crumbling under the sheer intensity of the magical forces at play. Amidst the chaos, a moment of clarity flashed across Amelia's mind. She recalled a tale from her hunter lineage, a legend of a forgotten artifact that possessed the power to seal away even the most formidable of adversaries. The Celestial Amulet—a relic said to have been created by the celestial beings themselves. With a newfound determination, Amelia relayed her realization to Marcus and Edna. They understood that the amulet held the key to defeating Felicity once and for all.

Remove the impurity and cleanse my soul. The amulet begins to glow the moment I say the words, and my body begins to vibrate. The amulet feels like it’s alive in my hand. Almost like I’m holding a beating heart. It’s seriously disconcerting. Taking the amulet by the chain, I let it slide down my hand and dip it into the angel fire. The water bubbles around the amulet and begins to glow with a blinding blue light. Blinking back, I lift the amulet up and run my gaze over it. The jewel in the middle is no longer red but a bright blue. Its light illuminates the room with its potent glow.

he instructed the guards who manned the door. Fidelis was placed on the table before him. He was already getting cold. Everyone in the room, including Damon, believed he stood no chance of coming out alive. But Damon was determined to prove himself wrong. In a whirlwind of desperation and determination, his gaze fell upon an ancient amulet, said to possess mystical powers. It was hanging on the wall close to where Fidelis was laid. Drawing from the remnants of their pack's fading magic, he channeled the energy into the lifeless body of Fidelis. Through some unfathomable connection, the amulet responded, breathing life back into Fidelis, his eyes fluttering open with a gasp.