Author Amulet Novels & Stories

I stutter out, the first time in a long time feeling like the small stature woman I am compared to these alpha males. “Mmm, you smell so good.” “ENOUGH!” I boom. Liam freezes for a moment and removes his pressure from me. I kick his chest, pushing myself further up the bed, and notice a cool metal object with my fingers. I cling to it, feeling its oval shape, and breathe in relief. My amulet. I tie the broken chain and place it back over my neck, hoping it will help pull Liam from his lustful state. The room lights up with a click of the switch and Liam goes rigid. Looking over relief washes over me as I stare at a worried-looking Wade.

I moved. My tail whipped, hitting the first, the arrow-shaped tip embedding in his chest. He fell, but there were more. My claws tore the second, but the third was already on me, a silver chain wrapping around my arm. The burn was instant, the silver sizzled against my skin, and I groaned in pain. “MORTYSS!” Evelyn shouted, launching a golden wave that threw two hunters against the wall. But Kaela was prepared. She raised an amulet — a metal disk with runes that pulsed red — and threw it at Evelyn. The amulet hit her in the chest, and the golden wave dissipated. Evelyn staggered, her eyes wide.

Mila explained. “What? Father and daughter!” Arthur spoke in a disgusted tone. “World is a dirty place, many generations ago, a father fell for his daughter’s charms the day she was born. It was a nightmare situation, you know. The word got out, and it was ugly. So, the grandmother, who was the grand-enchantress of the time created an amulet. The wearer of the amulet would be immune to all charms… but even this amulet didn’t life the charm if already placed. I don’t know what had happened to that father, or how this crisis was resolved. But, post that generation, every father was supposed to wear this amulet since the conception of the child. You never know when the birth would take place, s

Covering the fingers should be enough for this spell. “Khambasa ga saori.” The revelation spell. A green smoke billowed from where the seal was and I watched as it swirled upwards and formed the image of a little girl. Games, games, games. The devil likes to play games. I smirked. There were plenty of devils in this world, but only two came to mind that was this infuriating. This is either Sufians’ doing... or Nailah's. The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth. Sabrina’s not that experienced in infusing magic yet, so it can’t be her.

The force was so strong it knocked every single person on their asses, myself included, as it obliterated what was left of my shield. I felt myself falling but still gripping the amulet in my hands. I hadn't stopped chanting, and I was determined to finish the spell. I had to. I was lying on my side with the amulet in my hands as I finished the spell. I chanted the final two words when the amulet sprung from my hands and raised itself into the air, glowing a soft blue as it went.

As I approached, a figure emerged from the shadows—a towering guardian with eyes like molten gold. "I am Eryndor, Guardian of the Relic," the figure intoned, his voice resonating through the clearing. "Who dares to possess the Amulet of Fenrir?" I stepped forward, my heart pounding. "I am Emily Hawthorne, and I seek to use the amulet to protect Silverwood Falls and its people." Eryndor's gaze bore into me, his expression inscrutable. "To wield the power of the amulet, you must prove your worth. Face your deepest fears and confront the shadows within your soul. Only then will you be deemed worthy."

The process was complex and dangerous, requiring a deep understanding of the dark magic involved. But Harrion was nothing if not meticulous. He spent years perfecting the ritual, testing the amulet’s power, and refining the drug. Finally, after countless trials, he succeeded. The Bloodstone Amulet may not be whole, only a fragment, a small part of the whole, whose other pieces were scattered around the lands and seas, its surface glowed with a faint red light, its power pulsing. With the amulet around his neck, Harrion could feel the connection it created between him and the puppets that would soon fall under his control.

"But we need to be cautious. Power can corrupt if wielded unwisely." Amelia nodded, her expression serious. "You're right, Luna. We must tread carefully. Let's take this amulet and unlock its secrets, but only use it for the greater good of our people." As Luna and Amelia approached the pedestal, a soft hum resonated through the chamber, growing louder with each step. Excitement mingled with apprehension as they reached out to pick up the amulet. The moment their hands touched the cool metal, a surge of energy pulsed through their bodies, causing their eyes to glow with newfound power.

Leon raised Owen face and wipe the tears on his eyes as he said. "Once we get married, there's no running away, no hiding, and most especially... No more ARCANUM.." He landed a sweet kiss on Owen's lips when the one he only love nodded his head. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~ Author wants to thank those readers who never stopped reading it until this time. For my editor. And for Lord who never stopped giving me ideas. I love you all!!

Damian said and smiled at her. Amelia nodded without saying anything and continued eating. After a few seconds, Damian sees Arthur walking towards them with his wife and daughter. “Ian, you’ve met Zelena before right?” Arthur said. Damian nodded before standing up and shaking hands with Zelena. “It’s been a while,” he said with a polite smile. Amelia stood up as well and gave a smile to Zelena. “Hello, I’m Amelia,” she said. Zelena blinked as she recognizes Amelia. “You’re the one at the park, right? I’m Zelena, It’s very nice to meet you” she said and offers her hand to Amelia.