Slytherin Locket Novels & Stories

Morrigan slid her fingers to trace the crow encrusted on the locket. Her smile had been plastered to her lips all day as she stares at the locket. Mesmerized by the details that the locket has. “You seem to have grown fond of that locket your betrothed gave you, Your Highness.” Morrigan looked at Lydia, her wet nurse and nanny, who went inside of her room with a tray of fresh clothes for her to change into. Lydia noticed how the princess had been staring at it with a glint of intrigue in her eyes.

“Brother, do you always have to overreact. I called her so that she could help us in finding Zarina. I didn’t know that Caleb would hand her over to you just like that. All because YOU didn’t tell me…” “Tyson, please leave him. I promise I will be on my best behavior. You won’t have to worry about her escaping with me around.” She did have a point. If I couldn’t escape from her magic, Aurora couldn’t too. I nodded my head and released Aslan. Trotting to my den, I rummaged through the several boxes in search of my Amethyst locket. “Searching for this brother,” Aslan said waving the locket in front of me. My face turned pale and I took a protective stance.

The café fell silent, the air thick with tension, as their destiny intertwined with the enigmatic forces that sought to tear them apart. The figure reached into their pocket, slowly withdrawing an object that glinted menacingly in the dim light. With bated breath, Sara and Adrian braced themselves for what would come next, unaware of the shocking revelation that awaited them and the impact it would have on their lives. The object in the mysterious figure's hand gleamed, revealing a glimmering silver locket adorned with intricate engravings. Sara's heart skipped a beat as she recognized the locket—it was her late mother's, a family heirloom that held sentimental value beyond measure. How coul

The locket fell out, cold and heavy against his skin. He let the pouch drop onto the table as he studied the locket. The delicate gold chain spilled between his fingers like liquid light. He turned the locket over in his hand. The intricate floral engravings still caught the light, and the details seemed sharper, almost painfully vivid. At its center, the blue sapphire gleamed. "It's beautiful!" Skye's voice broke through his thoughts, drawing his attention to her admiration. "Yes, it is," Hector said, though his voice came out hoarse. He clenched the locket tightly, his throat tightening with an unfamiliar weight. Memories clawed to the surface—memories he had tried to bury for so long.

"Stay away from me." "Common, I don't bite. This is an anchor amulet. Very old magic, very rare. It doesn't control, not exactly. It just... helps you remember things. Important things, True things." I flinched back, when she reached for my neck, but I could hardly do anything, but watch her slender hands reach around me, fastening the locket that immediately felt like heavy weight around me. "Like the prophecy." "There is no prophecy." I gritted my teeth.

“You need to be locked up for all I care.” “Thief?!” I was stunned. “I haven't stolen anything. Let me go.” “I found it in her room.” Camilla turned to Zevran instead. Something glistened underneath the chandelier, and I realized it was a diamond pendant, or necklace “Hermoine has been searching for it for a while now, and we just happened to find it in her room.”. “You're lying! I've never seen that thing in my life. ” I spat out loud. “you're fucking lying. Is this what you're being taught at those sloppy and fancy schools you attend?! If that's the case, I thibj you should go get your money back.”

her room, and we agreed to meet up later once she took some rest. "It's Bella, right?" Gabriel asked me as we walked towards his room. I just nodded a yes. "Is it short for Isabella?" No, my name is Bellatrix," I answered. "Wow, that's a beautiful name. Your name is from the Latin word meaning Female Warrior." What is this guy, a braniac or walking encyclopedia? I had no clue about the meaning behind my name. I just knew that my grams had named me. "Thanks for the compliment, but honestly, I never took the time to look up the meaning of the name my grams chose for me," I told him shyly. "We're here, I hope this room meets your satisfaction. Give me a shout if there is anything you need," I

And even from here, I could see the faint, ethereal glow pulsing from within it. The Moonfire Orchid. I picked the lock on the glass door and slipped inside. It was a simple mechanism. Likely because Lycans relied on strength, not finesse. The air in the sanctuary was warm and thick with the scent of ozone and blooming jasmine. And there, in the center of a raised stone dais, grew the Moonfire Orchid. Its petals were pure silver, glowing with a soft, internal luminescence that seemed to breathe. "Leo," I breathed, tears pricking my eyes. "I found it."

He expected Oz to cast a love spell of some sort. " You fool. It isn't just any ring. This is the ring of the ancient Roman queen, Archuletta. It is the ring of no sin. A ring that will make her forever yours, even against her will.", Oz said proudly. "It looks cheap. But the question is, will she love me?", Gregory asked. "Do you think you will love her the same if she is madly in love with you? If she chased behind you like all the other?" Oz asked.

Covering the fingers should be enough for this spell. “Khambasa ga saori.” The revelation spell. A green smoke billowed from where the seal was and I watched as it swirled upwards and formed the image of a little girl. Games, games, games. The devil likes to play games. I smirked. There were plenty of devils in this world, but only two came to mind that was this infuriating. This is either Sufians’ doing... or Nailah's. The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth. Sabrina’s not that experienced in infusing magic yet, so it can’t be her.