The Amulet Graphic Novel Novels & Stories

Lifting her into my arms, I met the eyes of my brothers, my allies. “Let’s go.” As we walked out of the dungeon, leaving the carnage behind, I made a vow. This crime against my mate would not go unpunished. I would burn their kingdoms to the ground to get my revenge. [End Book One] Read on as the adventures continue and more mysteries unravel in Book Two in the Enlightened Child Saga: Unshadowed.

Her face was calm, her amber eyes fixed on the Star-Wolf with a terrible, ancient recognition. "Lumi, no!" I lunged for her, but an invisible wall of gravity threw me back. Kael caught me, his arms a solid anchor in the swirling chaos. "Amara, the gift. The creation door. Use it!" "On what? She’s a god!" "She's a wolf!" Ronan roared. He threw his charred axe at the spire. The emerald blade struck the crystal, and for a heartbeat, the purple light flickered. "She's just a wolf who forgot how to die. Give her a bond she can't digest!"

he responded with an apology and made a move to walk out, leaving Lucien to his thoughts. Elias bowed, retreating quickly, but Lucien hardly noticed. His blood still burned, but beneath the rage was something softer, heavier. He turned back to the scrolls, his gaze snagging on an old record—a crude sketch of hand signs, an ancient form of communication long abandoned. His lips curved slightly. Amanda’s silence wasn’t a wall. It was a language. One he would learn. One he would use to bridge the distance between them. Because if the prophecy was true, if her powers were sealed until the blood moon, then when that night came, she would need someone who understood her fully. Someone who saw her

The force was so strong it knocked every single person on their asses, myself included, as it obliterated what was left of my shield. I felt myself falling but still gripping the amulet in my hands. I hadn't stopped chanting, and I was determined to finish the spell. I had to. I was lying on my side with the amulet in my hands as I finished the spell. I chanted the final two words when the amulet sprung from my hands and raised itself into the air, glowing a soft blue as it went.

After a couple of minutes, swearing with ancient curses, Gudeauar came out, covered in dust. “Here are beautiful specimens, a protective necklace with large stones of the Tears of Eleanor, I don’t know why it wasn’t destroyed, but if we raise the protective fabric, we will move no faster than people. This unsightly black chain imbues the wearer with the power of a werewolf, we once took it away from the werewolves, with it they gained even greater power. But with this amulet, more carefully, a special stone in it has been accumulating the energy of the sun for hundreds of years, and if you turn the protective hieroglyphs on the amulet to the side, a powerful light beam will burst out of it.

Wardric's actions astounded the audience. Wardric exclaimed, "I know what you're doing, or at least how you're doing it, and I'm not going to utilize the grimoire any longer!" He rushed forward, shooting a trail of burning fire that danced across the concrete floor, charring it as it approached Norval. Norval reacted immediately by grabbing for another vial and crushing it in his palm, but Wardric slid beneath Norval's reach and drew out a vial that stood out from the rest. It was labeled ‘Neutralizer' and had a green lining on the glass walls. Wardric pulled it from his utility belt and thrust it into the other hand of Norval. He seized Norval's palm with both hands and crushed it, smashing

Initially, I wasn’t sure about this girl, but she is starting to grow on me. “It’s ok, kitten, she will not get anywhere near you,” Devon tells her. “What if she is able to put another spell on a piece of my jewelry?” Emerald asks. “That can’t happen. When Nalena broke the last spell, I placed a protection enchantment on the same cuff. As long as you wear that ear cuff, even if they touch a piece of your other jewelry no spell can be cast.” Marcel explains.

"What did you find, Geoffrey?" He brought out a picture of an amulet. Tiny chain stems and leaves curled over half of the gem just like in the one Athena had been wearing at the party. The stems extended to the loop that joined the chain to the gem. It felt magical, like it had been finely embroidered by magic everyone claimed was extinct. "The blue gem amulet. Am I wrong?" "No, this is it. Where did you find it?" "It was inside the forgotten pages of a book in the Eastmoon archives."

“This is something I need to do alone. Just give me the amulet.” The other guard wanted to protest, but when he saw the glint in my crimson eyes, a sign that one wrong move from him could bring my Lycan to the fore, he sighed. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small, silver amulet. It was a small metal piece, with countless runes etched into the surface. This was the only thing that could unlock her cell—an enchanted piece of silver imbued with magic strong enough to contain even her. Only the Moon Goddess knew where my dad got this from.

Looking out at the clock in the office I realized I had been standing here absent-mindedly turning the pendant over in my hand and staring at the back wall for the last 45 minutes. “Alpha Aiden.” Miss Evens voice echoed through the empty house. “In my office.” I said in a raised voice. Knowing the safe walls would absorb most of the sound. Finding the book I was looking for, the hairs on my arms stood up as I grabbed the spine. This thing has always given me the creeps. The old thick leather cover made from the hide of one of the first wolves. Hand written descriptions and drawings of pack lineage and emblems. Miss Evens appeared in the doorway. Producing the amulet from my pocket, I handed