Avalor Amulet Novels & Stories

“Why don’t we just go where he is, for him to shout your name so loudly like that, then it must be a serious problem. Alex reluctantly agreed and we moved to where his Beta and the rest of the army gathered. “Sir we checked the dead bodies, and we found this strange amulet.” His Betsa said and handed it over to his Alpha. “What in the world is this?” Alpha Alex murmured as he took from his Beta’s hands. It was a golden amulet made up of cowries and it was gotten from one of the bags of the dead figures. I took a close glance at it, it looked so strange and ancient. I wanted to collect it from Alex who was presently examining it and he pushed my hands away and asked me not to.

The sobs slowed. Settled into hitching breaths, then steady ones. Valtherion's hand moved in slow circles on my back, the kind of motion that was more instinct than thought. Christina was at the altar. She had something in her hands. "This belonged to your mother." She held it out. An amulet. Small, silver, hanging from a chain so fine it looked like spun moonlight. The pendant was a crescent moon cradled in a circle of shadow. The same symbol carved into the altar, the same intertwined design.

I loved her blush because it highlighted her beauty. “Next up, we have a jewelry collection provided by Avalara Key,” Albert, the announcer said. I looked at my mate, stunned. ‘You’re Avalara Key?’ That name was known throughout the supernatural and human worlds alike. It was the highest quality and very expensive. It was a luxury line that my mate apparently created. She nodded, taking another drink of her champagne.

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 price for interfering with fate is steep.” Amelia exhaled, her breath a cloud in the chill air. She loosened the pouch, revealing the treasures she’d brought. “A moonstone amulet,” she said, holding it up so it caught the faint light. “Vials of enchanted essence. Rare and powerful.” Morgana inspected them, her expression still unreadable. Then, she shook her head, a smile curling her lips. “These trinkets are insufficient.” Amelia’s heart sank. “But they’re all I have. I thought—”

How embarrassing it would be! At this moment, Alex suddenly remembered that he had not taken out the made amulet to give it to her. He immediately took off the backpack from his back. After opening it up, there were a total of eight jade pendants for self-protection: it was the result after spending a busy night yesterday. He casually took one out. “Put this on.” Of course, Cheryl recognized that stuff. “Is this… what you carved last night? What is carved on it?” “A formation blueprint! This is an amulet that can ward away evil spirits and protect its owner. The energy on it can probably withstand three attacks from a Grandmaster!

she inquired, her voice carrying a blend of anticipation and eagerness. Valen's eyes twinkled as he began to unravel the mysteries. "This amulet," he gestured to the artifact in his hand, "is a conduit of communication a link between the wielder and the very essence of the realm. It can amplify one's connection to the threads of fate, allowing them to navigate the currents of destiny with greater clarity."

We drove up to the house where Alina lived, and the girl took me a little aside. “Leah, I wanted to give you a souvenir,” she whispered. I stood with my back to Maxim and Martha, - Do you remember, I said that I was going to visit my aunt? - nodded - Alina was leaving for a few days. She whispered even quieter: - So, in fact, her husband, our uncle-artefactor. His gift is rather weak, of course, but that's not the point. Here, - Alina handed me a chain with a pendant. - This chain is made of silver, like you are from the Silver clan, and the stone in the pendant is ametrine, my stone. - I took the chain. Thin, beautiful weaving, looked closely at the pendant. A faceted stone that struck me w

"This is my promise to you. From now on, everything I have is yours." I took the file, a warmth spreading through my chest. Then I pulled something from my own pocket—the amulet my grandmother had left me. It was a silver, moon-shaped pendant, engraved with ancient runes of Hecate, said to ward off evil. "This was my grandmother's," I said, placing the chain around his neck. "Consider it our engagement token. It will protect you." Damien looked down at the amulet on his chest, his eyes full of gratitude and love.

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.