The Amulet Graphic Novel Novels & Stories

In this life it is easy to make enemies even without doing anything so she needed to be prepared. When she returned indoors and let out Lil White she wasn’t surprised when she saw the notification that she had been rewarded for her submission. She looked at the storage rings that had been given as a reward and they were all of high grade. She decided to give the other two to the boys and keep one to herself. As for the gang she would give them some middle grade rings when they contribute towards the sect. K sat in her study and began to look for the news concerning the lotus seal from the books she found in the pagoda.

“The stable hand we sacrificed to the zombies last night. He has returned from the dead without any help from our magic.” Viktor and Andre exchanged glances. This was big news indeed, a huge step forward in the Necromancer’s plans. “We must inform our liege immediately,” Andre said. He withdrew the golden amulet he wore under his cloak. The amulet was round, about three inches in diameter, and hung from his neck on a thin silver chain. Elaborate, engraved runes decorated the surface of the gold. He flicked a hidden catch on the side of the medallion with his thumb and the face sprang open, revealing a smooth, shiny black surface inside. The ebony interior was fashioned of the same material a

But Clarissa did not know the answer. “I don't know. It looks like an ink painting. But the sage gave me this amulet. She said we could use it to trade for my mother. And that on the way to Bright Moon, I should attempt to transfer the spell of my amulet to this one.” She pulled out the flawless emerald necklace. “Yes, I can feel its recesses void of magic. There is a hollowness surrounding it, a deepness calling out to be filled. It is a very valuable piece of jewelry.”

I asked confused He only smiled again at me and brought out an old chest... He opened it and I saw the most beautiful purple amulet... I mean that would cost a fortune... "I want you to have this with the book... It'll come in handy" he said handing it over with a smile "No... I can't take that... It looks like it would cost a fortune... You should sell it and live comfortablely... You're not exactly as fit as you think you are" I said but Jonathan bursted into a loud laughter... It was almost scary

Surprised, his hanging hands fell down awkwardly. "What's this?" "An amulet. This gemstone absorbs all the bad luck and prevents the owner from unfortunate things. I worked so hard for it. So, never take it off." In the original story, he came back safely from the war. So, I knew that he would definitely survive and came back alive later. Well, most likely with the heroine. Nevertheless, I still felt anxious if I sent him without praying for his victory. Because you need to come back safely so you can take care of me.

Amelia told Cilia to wait inside the car, as she walked towards Samara’s small stone house. She knocked on the wooden door, and Samara opened the door with a greeting smile. She whistled as she saw Amelia’s dress. Amelia smiled as she walked inside. “Here is the charm, darling.” Samara handed Amelia a silver locket. It had a strange engraving on the front. “Add it in your chain, and your mate won’t scent you.” ___

AMETHYST: the creature that was glaring down at Emelia's tiny figure— totally ignoring the pain that came with electrified flames as the black horns were slowly coming into view. "Amethyst?" Emelia questioned inaudibly, her eyes dilated with fear at the unusual form of a creature who was once a maid with green eyes and ginger-coloured hair. "ALTHEA!" With a piercingly, squeaky voice, Amethyst corrected as she smiled broadly— publishing her newly-grown fangs. A smile that one could present in short utters as the grotesque grin of a devil. Her eyes were shimmering with newfound glee— glee that sent immediate shivers down both Emelia's and Thunder's spines. "What are…you?!" Emelia gasped, takin

The old lady snorted with a wave of her hand. She got up from her chair and pulled something from the pockets of her dress. It was some sort of amulet; It was blue like the color of their eyes. She stood directly in from of me, and touched my cheek with hands that felt like clouds and smelled of baked cookies. She made me feel loved and I didn’t even know her. “Tell my grandbabies I am so proud of the women they have become. Tell them that they are never alone, that they have all the strength they need backing them in this fight their bloodline's strong. This amulet holds more power than even the dark one. It will activate only when you need it.” She said, holding the amulet out to me. Onc

Glints of curiosity could be seen in Amenia's eyes, probably interested in asking something but thankfully she didn't make any move to voice her questions and nodded curtly to my request as gesturing me to take a seat on the bench beside her. I claimed a seat to the opposite side of Anemia while Alex sat next to me. She moved that book to me which she was reading before. I look at her before focusing on the page opened in the book. It showed a picture of a human and some other creatures with wings attached to their backs like what I had seen in my dream. And a title printed on its top says 'The Guardians of Light and Dark'. I didn't get what her point was by showing this picture to me, so I

Still holding her father’s head in her arms, she glanced up at the opened window and saw the gleaming silver moon hanging in the sky. Her heart pounded so loud, it's as if it started pumping blood through her veins. Amara looked at the full moon intently. She knew it was triggering something within her body as the heat she tried to ignore became more evident and uncontrollable. Out of the blue, a strong wind shoves another head that rolled on the floor towards her. When she glanced at it, her pupils dilated... It was from her beloved warrior.