The Amulet Graphic Novel Novels & Stories

I treated it like an egg, a fragile little thing and it really needed to be taken care of like that, since it was in my possession, after all. Sweeping my hair to the side, I put the amulet over my neck, hissing slightly as soon as it touched my chest. I have worn it a total of two times and I still didn't get used to the sudden spark it gave. It was a sharp sensation, a prickly one, like the amulet was trying to draw my soul to it, which it did. According to the book, the Amerlis amulet is a very powerful gem, imbued with the powers of the ancestral witches and gives the wearer unlimited power. It draws the soul to it as one, making the user's initial powers even more powerful when using it

Their faith in their cause remained unshaken as they navigated the intricate puzzles, each step bringing them closer to the Amulet's resting place. Finally, they stood before a grand chamber, illuminated by a shimmering light. There, resting atop an intricately carved pedestal, lay the Amulet of Unbinding—a radiant gem pulsating with ancient magic. With reverence, John approached the Amulet, his hand trembling with a mix of anticipation and hope. He knew that the fate of Millent and her fated mates hung in the balance, and this sacred artifact held the key to their reunion. As he reached out to grasp the Amulet, a surge of energy coursed through him. The Amulet recognized his unwavering love

This empire. The underworld. I ran my thumb over the Abraha insignia. A golden emblazoned crow in mid-flight and twisted the ring so it lay against my palm. I hated the sight of it. The weight. The feel of it was even worse. Suddenly, a thought crossed my head at the resemblance of the black seal and my ring. A symbol that I failed to recognize but hazily suspected. The eerie eyes of an owl. Of course, she chose that over anything else. Sabrina, you cunning piece of shit.

“The copy was buried with the body. The true amulet came to me because Miriam said a dead woman could guard a lie better than a living man could guard a child.” Neris made a small sound. Not sympathy. Recognition. Lorelai turned to her. “You know that phrasing.” “Bound women say things like that when every choice is stolen except the shape of the trap.” Neris lowered the bowl to the table. “The water is reacting to the amulet, not to him.” Gold trembled across the surface. Lorelai stepped closer. The open amulet warmed before she touched it. Inside, the vellum and stone sat in the first compartment, innocent in the way knives were innocent until lifted.

“Use it wisely. With each amulet you collect, the strength of your cause will grow. But remember, the more powerful you become, the greater the risks you will face.” “I understand,” I replied, cradling the amulet carefully. It felt warm against my palm, pulsing with an energy that resonated with my own determination. With the Silver Claw amulet secured, I felt a renewed sense of purpose. We had taken another step toward gathering the amulets and fulfilling the prophecy, but I knew that our journey was far from over. Xavier joined me as we stepped back outside, the sun shining brightly overhead. He looked at me with a mix of pride and concern. “You did it, Ari. I knew you could.”

~AMARA~ My father raised me to be the epitome of purity, all just so I could be ruined by another. My father, Amon Ulysses and the alpha of Redthorn pack, had remarried just two months after my mother passed when I was just eight years old, and before I was even born, I had been promised to Jerome, then heir—now Alpha—of Orion Pack as his future Luna. Orion pack was the most powerful pack on the continent; they had an overwhelming population of over three hundred thousand wolves, if the legends were to be believed, their Alpha in turn held insurmountable power over all of Europe.

So it pained him so much to see Judith’s pathetic condition. "The amulet, It can save them." Anna said. "Amulet?" Mr Martin asked with no idea what Anna was saying. "It's an object made a few thousand years ago, there are different kinds of amulets that possess power, but the amulet I'm talking about is unusual, it's made of gemstone rarer than diamonds where it can fulfill every wishes.

My wolf didn’t like the proximity of another wolf so close to our mate and it took everything inside of me to hold back a growl. “That’s odd.” The doctor said as he took a step back from Quinn with his eyes focused on something on her chest and I moved in to see what he was looking at, worried that maybe the bear had hurt her before I was able to get to her. But when I moved around the side of the doctor my eyes too focused on the necklace that she wore around her neck. I had never seen a moonstone like it before encased in silver. Moonstones at that size were extremely rare especially one of such purity which told me that Quinn wasn’t just some normal wolf. “What?” Quinn asks as she looks d

We got distracted by the adorable little Alpha Heir and his antics. “I still have your gift, Lena,” I say, reaching into my pocket for the small package that contains the amulet I had made. “This is special. I had it made especially for you. It will shift with you, unlike human jewelry and takes a special kind of mage to make. It is a protective amulet.” Lena turns the shimmering blue opal talisman in her hand and scrunches her face at the unusual dragon hide base that will fasten it to her neck like a choker and then she raises an eyebrow at me.

‘I know you do…’ A shift of something dim moved in his eyes as he took hold of my amulet and ripped it from my neck. ‘NO!’ I gasped and squirmed in the guard’s arms as Hudson threw my amulet across the room. I tried to break free from their grasp, but it was too late. My eyes met with Beatrix’s, whose beady black eyes were locked on me before they began to glow. It felt like a pair of hands grabbed hold of my brain and crushed it with all their might. I cried out a deafening bellow, hunching over at the agony.