Avalor Amulet Novels & Stories

A dozen guards, supplies for the journey, and safe passage documents signed by Alejandro himself. I walked with Valak to where his escort waited, Killian following a respectful distance behind. “You’ve kept your word,” Valak said. “The Northern Pack has my gratitude.” “You saved the alliance. We’re the ones who should be grateful.” He smiled slightly. “Perhaps we’re even, then.” Then his expression grew serious. He reached into his bag and pulled out a small pendant on a silver chain. The stone at its center was deep blue, almost black, with veins of silver running through it.

Every moon-silver stylus was a gift from my father. Every runestone slab held a piece of my soul. Footsteps stopped outside the door. "Elara." It was Victor. I didn't turn around. "If you're here to talk me out of it, save your breath." "I brought you this." A moonstone, glowing with a soft, silvery light, appeared on my worktable. It was the highest-grade rune amplifier, obtainable only by an Alpha. "This will triple the power of your runes," he said, his voice pleading. "I journeyed to the Northern Sacred Mountain just to get it for you."

"You silly goose. Do you remember the emerald bracelet I was wearing before?" Valerie nodded frantically. Amelia explained, "There's only one pair of emerald bracelets in the world. Phoebe gave one to me and one to you. It's become very difficult to find such high-quality stones. So, we are the only ones who own these bracelets." Treasure really could heal all sorrows. Valerie had already forgotten the argument she had with Kieran. Her heart and mind were focused solely on that priceless bracelet. Amelia seemed confused. "Hold on, you might not know how rare the bracelet is, but your parents should. Didn't they tell you?"

He withdrew a small velvet pouch and held it toward her. "I brought this with me." Aurelia didn't move. Instead, she looked instinctively at Kael. Her father gave a small nod. "You may accept it." Only then did she step forward, taking the pouch with both hands. "Thank you, Alpha Ashbourne." "You're very welcome." She loosened the drawstring with carefully before tipping the contents into her palm. A delicate silver pendant rested there. It was shaped like a crescent moon, its surface engraved with tiny patterns that shimmered whenever they caught the light.

Alexander picked up on another detail in the latest uploads: they were all sporting jade amulets around their necks, eerily reminiscent of the Holy Jade Amulet. Clearly, someone was baiting the warriors and adventurers to come to them. "Notice anything?" Amber was clueless. "A bit. It's not too complicated," Alexander said, the picture of ease. He turned to Amber's aunt by marriage. "Just leave the phone with me. I'll handle this mess." It was high time to sort out the mess that was Grimalkin. "Thank you!" she exclaimed, tears of joy streaming down her face, her sobs growing louder.

“Trust will come in time, but guard yourself, Amelia. And don’t forget where your loyalties lie.” The weight of his words settled over me like a shroud. I nodded, swallowing hard. “Thank you, Alpha. For everything—for saving me, for giving me a family and a home when you didn’t have to.” He looked at me then, a softness breaking through his usual stern demeanor. “I only did what was right, Amelia. But…” He paused, reaching into his pocket. “I do have one last thing for you.” He opened his hand to reveal a small, silver pendant—a delicate, intricate design of vines intertwined around a blood-red stone that glimmered faintly in the dim light. Something about it tugged at my heart, a strange se

*Ali POV* Frowning in the mirror, I reach over to the countertop and put my necklace back on. I have always hated jewelry and I often have begged Samuel for an amulet like the male guardians. Their rings are large and gaudy, and each one matches their personality. Mine is 3 dainty metal chains twisted together with a circular moon locket. Inside the moon-shaped locket lives the seeds of a moonflower. The necklace has many qualities to help protect me. For one, it’s my mate's deterrent.

It's tradition. It's an elaborate victorian crown with emeralds and crystals incrested all over. Across the front are green gems resembling ivy with a prominent giant pear-cut emerald in the middle. The points are all differently shaped emeralds with crystals. It's a beautiful, perfect blend of Silver Moon and me. Our colors combined. "I...I love it!" A single tear drops down my cheek before she comes rushing over, dabbing it off. "Don't cry, sweet girl. So happy you love it. Now let's put it on and show my son why it's such a good thing he came to his senses yesterday."

“You’re lucky Thomas came to me first, because Goldwing won’t give you a second chance. I told the wolves you were harmless. Don’t make me a fucking liar, Riordan.” “Fine,” he said angrily. “I won’t.” Rosalyn studied him. She knew it had to be difficult being the only one of your kind, unsure if you were the last one or not. “Go downstairs,” she ordered. “I’ll let Eden know you can have your pick, whatever you want tonight. Forget about the Alpha. Forget about the girl.” Rosalyn reached into her pocketbook and pulled a gold coin from it. It had the Ouroboros on one side and a fierce dragon head on the other. It was a symbol of elite membership for the dungeons below. She offered it to him.