The Amber Spyglass Novels & Stories

He leans towards her and whispers, “I forgot something. The Amalgam gave me something to give to you.” He reaches into a pocket and pulls out a glass vial, about five inches long and an inch wide with a cork in the top. Inside a clear liquid is a white slug-like creature, itself around three inches long, swimming around in the liquid. She stares at it, then him. “They made me promise to give it to you, at least listen to what they have to say. Please, Claire?” She shakes her head, “Moonbeam.” She scowls at him,

Inside lay a single sheet of vellum, wrapped tightly around a small, glowing shard of Amberite—the highly volatile mineral used to stabilize high-tier solar magic. Silas leaned over my shoulder, his large, scarred hand flattening against the small of my back to anchor me as I unrolled the parchment across the marble balustrade. The document wasn't a standard military order. It was a precise, terrifyingly detailed architectural blueprint of a massive, wheel-shaped mechanism suspended over a deep-sea cavern.

Amy moved slower then she stopped. Her gaze dropped to something near a cluster of roots., it was a small object that was reflecting even with the evening sun fading away , She bent down slowly. Her fingers closed around it. Rex turned immediately when she didn’t speak. “What is it?” he demanded. Amy didn’t answer at first., She just stood up slowly and held it out . “ That’s Lily’s glasses.” Amber spoke Matilda’s hand went to her mouth before she even realized, Rex stared at the glasses and he immediately moved, running into the woods .

Amber's eyes were fixated, needing me to take a sip. I sip it, and I struggle to swallow its bitter taste. As I drank, Amber's eyes left me satisfied. I search the crowd for Nate and pray Sophia hasn't gotten him yet. As I'm about to bravely ask Amber if Sophia is here, I spot her coming towards us. Her hair is in a ponytail, and she's wearing a hot pink sparkle spaghetti dress that looks so tight. I stealthily laughed at her outfit. She was gloating about her outfit; I thought it would be something better.

as Amber rightly stated. *"...A double edge sword that serves both pain and pleasure"* Amber's words clanged in her head. She swallowed thickly in angst. She handed it over to the outstretched hands of Amber who snatched it and flipped open the cap of the instrument of torture. A sizzling sound escaped from the instrument. What's that sound?! A mischievous smug smile spread across Amber's face. "you're so dead, Hannah Spikes. And no one is going to save you."

At the station, an officer placed a transparent evidence bag in front of him. Inside was a small, delicate silver pendant. It was the one he had personally put around my neck when I was five years old. He had said it would keep me safe for the rest of my life. The pendant was still there, but I had already become an icy, lifeless body. Sean's face turned deathly pale. His hand trembled as he picked up the pendant. "No, that's impossible… It can't be…" he muttered under his breath. The officer expressionlessly handed him a document.

“Thanks. So what do we have here?” Bryan asked his partner, who pointed at one of the eight frames on the laptop screen, which was relaying the live feeds of hidden cameras that were set up in strategic places around the harbor. Looking at the screen, he saw three Latinos unloading some crates from a speed boat at the pier. From where the boat was, there was an open space about half the size of a football field, which was surrounded by shipping containers that were stacked on one another. Looking closer, he saw that each of the men had viper tattoos on different parts of their body.

He took my hand and pressed his lips to my palm with reverence. "May I be your companion beneath the moon's light?" Tears welled in my eyes as I nodded without hesitation. "Yes." The following winter solstice night, I embraced my new beginning, running freely beneath the full moon with my true mate by my side.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

Looking around, I find Ryeleigh’s window and lay down in front of it in bear form. I have heard of the Amory Apprentice center which will be our new home. The Apprentice compound runs like its own town, with nobody in and nobody out. It is off the coast of New York on Rogue Island. As children, they told us nightmares of the original island. It was a correction facility for rogues. If they could not get a rogue to reform, they would become test subjects for different science experiments.