Blood Loss Talismans Novels & Stories

“Want me to tell you your fortune? She placed her hand on the tarot cards Your future? She placed her other hand on the crystal ball. “No,” I answered her, “I need something else.” “Oh? I see you’re troubled.” Her apple red lips curled up as she smirked. “I need an amulet, a charm maybe, something that’ll help me detect enemies.” “Hmm?” She leaned back, “That’s all you came for?” She stood up, “I’m sad.” She looked at the shelf behind her, pointing her finger at things that moved along with her gaze but in the end she couldn’t find what she was looking for there. Then, she looked back at me, “Are you really sure that’s all you came here for?”

“You told me that everyone thought you were this amazing Alpha, with all these gifts that could rival any witch. You know, just like the rumours I have heard over the years.” “And?” “That does not only suppress your gifts, it stops you from developing what you are supposed to have. It’s a dark talisman Alpha. Only something that can be created by a powerful witch. You said Kendra gave you this?” I nod my head, “I got rid of it.” “You cannot just get rid of it. It will keep returning to the owner.” She glances over to the bracelet. “It is bonded to you by blood.” “You are not serious?” “Watch!”

His victory is short-lived though, with Maelor immediately casting a spell that leaves a long, bleeding gash in Soren’s side. “No!” I scream, rushing forward. In a panic I reach for the pouch at my belt, pulling out a random talisman and pointing it at Maelor. He screams in pain as light bursts from the item in my hand. He manages to erect a barrier around himself, but it’s obvious that he’s temporarily blinded. Either he’s stronger than Lilith was, or this talisman was weaker if he was able to fight off the effects so quickly. I don’t want to consider that he may somehow have created a bond between us, making me less of a danger to him.

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.

Dain turned back toward the cabin. Inside, he packed in silence: cloak, food, his grandfather’s blade, a map he hadn’t touched in years, and the blackwood talisman his grandmother had worn until the day she died. He didn’t know if it would help, but it felt like something rooted. And that, at least, was something to carry. When he looked at himself in the mirror above the hearth, he saw the mark glowing faintly beneath his shirt. He didn’t hide it. He let it shine.

"Wait. Whatever you want, I can give it to you. Money, anything. I'm taking both of them with me." Ethan steadied himself and regained his composure as he locked his sharp eyes onto Amber. Anyone else might have been intimidated, but Amber was not one to scare easily. She did not even lift her gaze before waving her hand. Tara panicked as her tears spilled uncontrollably while Ethan's eyes stayed on her, filled with nothing but heartache and tenderness. At that moment, I probably looked like the greatest villain of all. It was as if I was someone who had torn apart the fated love story of two star-crossed lovers.

“The following night, the second Reds group did as the first did in a different place. However, the spirits answered them more quickly, on the third night. This time the spirits that came were in the form of golden lions. The same procession took place and great lion-shifthers were created. “In a different place again, on the same night as the second group, the third Reds group carried out their ritual. On the sixth night, the spirits of white tigers came in a rage because they were annoyed. The singing of the callers soothes them, and the wailing and sorrow of the Reds touch the souls they are calling. That is how it was, and then the third Reds group had the trust of the spirits to guard h

She had to find a way to get him to safety. She retreated to her bedroom door and immediately slammed it shut, startling Tom. He sat up, dazed and looked at her with confusion. Suzanne then quickly bit her finger, and smeared her blood on all the yellow talismans in her pocket, all the while continuing to chant as more and more of the mist charged into the living room in. She then pulled one of the talismans out and stuck it at the bedroom door. Her blood merged with the talisman before imploding, creating a golden web that acted as a seal to the door.

Her pulse thundered in her ears, and she shivered at the intensity of it. A rustle in the shadows reminded them all that the pack was still present. Whispers had started to spread faster now… rumors about a human girl in the forest, a girl who had survived the wolves’ circle and now stood with three of the most powerful Alphas the territory had ever seen.

I knew that they would leave nasty gashes if she managed to touch me, so I used the broken sword to fend off her attack. Her impossibly hard nails screeched against the surface of the sword. Normal talismans were totally ineffective against the ghost mother, leaving me no choice but to pull out the trump card that Zack had given me. The purple talisman shimmered with light. It was extremely expensive. In fact, I would easily earn tens of thousands of dollars if I sold it instead. I would definitely have to ask Ashton to reimburse me later. The ghost mother let out a bloodcurdling scream when I slapped the talisman on her stomach.