Hecate Necklace Novels & Stories

I said weakly. Aiden immediately scoops me up, and Austin and Rebel come up and look at me with concern. “Thalia, is everything okay?” “Sinclair?” “I’m right here.” She says, running up with Isaiah, Kaia, and Rodrigo. “What is the keepsake?” “It’s a necklace with a pendant.” She said. Isaiah speaks up, though. “The pendant has a small Purple Altantonite.” Austin whips his head. “Are you serious?” “Yeah. I couldn’t believe it either, Dad, but it’s true.”

He smirks, “Hecate.” She turns to Ash and Kai on the sofa and holds out her hand, “Pleased to meet you properly, I’m Hecate. Goddess of the underworlds, and the crossroads that lead the way to all afterlives. And a few other things, I have a side gig as the Witches’ Goddess too.” Kai and Ash shake her hand and bow their heads, it felt appropriate. She smiles at them. “Yes, I like you. I’m glad Sol vouched for her to be your Mates.” Kai blinks and looks at Sol. He’s rubbing the back of his neck nervously. Kai stands and bows deeply,

The excruciating pain banged louder in his heart, giving him the feeling of his organs being shredded into pieces. “It can't be... it can't be the red moon goddess necklace." No.....” Calven shouted and banged his palms on the floor. The moon goddess necklace was a jade pendant capable of inflicting serious excruciatingly awful pain. A jade pendant that hurts both wolves and other celestial beings, including Simone. A vision flashed before his eyes, the nightmare of a girl set on ablaze of fire and was quickly switched to the necklace. The image of the holder was blurred, and more squinting at the image could make him go blind. Nevertheless, he was able to see a familiar marking on the holde

This time, it’s shaped like a waxing moon. “The right one is Hecate.” I turned to my side and found Nicole, wearing a pink trench coat under a purple outfit. A neon blinding orange scarf snaked around his neck. “The statues are based on the three lunar deities of Greek Mythology.” I surveyed Hecate’s statue. She is the only one who doesn’t hold a weapon. Instead, her right hand bears a torch while what seems like a snake slither around the Goddess’ neck. A sapphire waning moon shone above her head to where her crown is.

I replied. My father stared at the necklace like he had seen a ghost. “This necklace…” he murmured. A strange uneasiness settled in my stomach. “What about it?” I asked. He lifted the necklace carefully. “I recognize this piece,” he said firmly. “There is no mistake.” My eyebrows furrowed. “Recognize it?” His voice became heavy. “This necklace belonged to the late Luna Queen.” I froze. “The Luna Queen?” I repeated. He nodded slowly. “It is a one-of-a-kind piece,” he said. “There is no other necklace like it in the world. I would recognize it anywhere.”

"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.

she screams, this time I laugh. “Do you know why my eyes went white? No, I doubt it. Unless it benefits you. Well let me fill you in” I smile at her and pull down my collar showing off my new mate’s mark “The raven is a sign of our witch heritage, the moon is for Angelo’s Goddess and the crown, well that is because I am favoured by the Goddess Hecate” Her eyes go wide.

"You are the one who killed her!" He grabbed his trident and smashed it on the ground. "I never want to see you again!" He turned and ran out of the temple without looking back. Zale looked at the broken trident. It looked just like their broken bond. On the other side, the High Priests met a worse fate. Hecate tried to go to the River Styx to find Kressa's soul pieces. But the God of the Underworld told her Kressa's dying wish: Never see the traitors again in any lifetime. Her soul pieces turned into starlight and would never return.

A mate mark. “I’m happy for you,” Lydia said. Thalia smiled. “I’m happy too. And Knox… he’s a good guy. I’ve seen how you two look at each other.” Lydia smiled faintly. “Yeah, I guess so.” Thalia pulled out a necklace. The pendant was a woman’s head with snakes for hair—Medusa. It looked golden, but it felt alive. “This is my parting gift,” Thalia said, placing it around Lydia’s neck. “I can’t say goodbye at the garage—it’ll break me. So remember me until we meet again.”

" You should head out, empathize with Jace,and his mom. Show to them that you're more than hurt than them. Somehow gives him this necklace.“ Necklace? " What if they refuse to take the necklace from me?“ " You know Jace respect you a lot. He would take the necklace from you. Tell him it's a protection necklace which had been prayed on by the priestess.“ " As long as he wear this necklace around his neck. He would die in the next six months.“ Harlow slided the necklace aross the table. “How will he die from a mere necklace? Are you kidding me? Is this necklace laced with poison?“ I ran my gaze at the necklace suspiciously.