Max Griffin Amulet Novels & Stories

But of course following the betrayal of our great grandfather, we the Eclipse pack were partially cut off. I shifted knowing now that my great grandfather had been the one to make that call. "The six major packs each were entrusted with an amulet. Legend states that when a white wolf binds the amulets together, they cast a protective barrier over the packs to keep the dark ones away." I thought about the Diamond amulet that sat around Luna Evangeline's neck. They had always paraded it as a family heirloom which would one day be passed on to Vanessa. Darius' grandmother wore a similar blue one.

MAXINE "Not yet," I yelled, running back to them. I felt the artifact's energy in me. "Hold hands!" Together, we formed a circle around the curse. Mr. Grayson activated his amulet and formed a protection around us from the attacking shadows. Zel continued the chant along with Peter as the curse tried to push through us. “Hold on tight, we can’t let it break!” I yelled. "This is our last chance." Zel’s chanting became faster and the symbols on the puzzle pieces glowed so brightly, that they were almost blinding me.

she perked up wondering what it was. He then turned to me, as he opened a small box, he took out a beautiful amulet, This is worn by all Celestial Guardian members, He said as he put it around my neck. I felt a power surge when he put it on me. "These are crafted by the Moon Goddess herself," he said with a smile

I don’t know why him fucking Aslantha affected her so much, but it did. Unwrapping the item, I look down on an amulet of some kind. From the style and craftsmanship, I can tell it’s from the Sanguine Empire. It’s a dark antique silver metal wrapped around a ruby diamond in the centre. Flipping it over, I can see the inscriptions on the back. I read the words. Mom made sure we knew this language. An amulet that is said to grant a level of protection to the wearer. I smile softly. For Mom to give me this, just shows how worried she must have been, she isn’t the type to believe in protective magic or rely on them.

"Look at this, you have an amulet! Did you get it so you can ward off karmic debt from all the harm you’ve been doing?" I was appalled. It was an amulet my grandmother had given to me when I was a child, when I nearly died from a fever. She had taken a pilgrimage and climbed thousands of steps to an old church to get it for me. It was one of the very few memorabilia I had of her. "Give it back!" He began to gloat when he noticed how frantic I had become. He fiddled the amulet between his fingers and scowled, "How dare a scammer like you expect to get any kind of divine protection? Keep dreaming!"

The amulet is now secured in a protective pouch that Alex wears around his neck, close to his heart where its power will be strongest. “Are we ready?” my father asks, checking his watch. “As ready as we can be,” Alex replies.

She nodded in reply. Luna is Bagwis' sole grandchild and heiress. Not with riches, but with something else. She was the successor of a magical amulet, their family's legacy. She was five years old when Bagwis started telling her stories about their late ancestors who passed it down from generation to generation. It was an ancient necklace, a thin oak brown rope holding a muddy white stone which shines and glints only at moonlight. The beholder obtains superhuman strength through the occult stone. Her grandfather always wore the amulet and he possessed incredible vigor and stamina. According to her grandfather, the amulet must be passed down to a worthy inheritor, someone strong in both body

Hm" He huffs, taking that as my queue, I get up and head to the shower, after I am ready for bed I see the box on my nightstand. So I make my way to my grandfather and hug him around the waist "Thank you for the box Seanair, I love you! Sleep well." I say kissing his cheek and heading back to my room. As my grandmother's journal instructed I closed my eyes and pictured the box opening with my hands in an upside-down triangle near my belly button, like a Buddha (Click) I opened my eyes, holy guacamole! That actually worked?! Without further, I open the box and find more journals, and then most importantly the amulet Seanmhair mentioned was most important to put around my neck the moment I ope

Reagan says. “Damn, I was hoping to get in a good sparring match today,” Emlyn pouts. “Reagan gets to have all the fun.” This family is so weird. Maeve walks up to Reagan and put the amulet over her neck as she whispers something, making the amulet glow. Even from here I can see that it’s very pretty, a wolf howling at the moon. “When someone has ill intent towards you, Madelyn, the moon in the amulet will glow. So, you’ll always know, no matter what they say, if their words are the truth,” she tells me.

Her fate may be entirely different to what I first thought. If she is the missing piece, am I meant to pass the deathless gift to her rather than my grandson? “Did you find what you are looking for?” Liberty asks, and kicks me out of her head with a single thought. Busted. “I did. The amulet is still having no effect on you.” I give up the ghost, there is no point in hiding the fact that I know any longer. She looks shocked by my revelation but quickly composes herself. “How did you know? I have kept it hidden. Only Marcel, Hunter, Christian and Zander know I have it and what it is.” She reaches up to her neck and gives the chain a gentle tug, pulling the Moldavite crystal up and out of her