Trollhunters Eclipse Amulet Novels & Stories

“Remnivores are creatures that eat memories. They are very small in size and as a result of that, they’re always looking for a master. Someone bigger and stronger that they’ll work for and in return, they get protection. Someone obviously employed them to remove the memories of all your friends so they’ll not meddle in their affairs. They’re obviously hiding something.” “The way you believed so easily is odd. Is there something we should know about?” “We’ll get to that in due time. For now I need you to tell me how you got this amulet.” Dad said. “Even a tiny bit of eldershard crystal magic can boost a warlock’s powers by a fair margin. So I need to know who’s looking for this.” “I went to M

I settled into the chair as the cool night breeze whispered past my skin. Moonlight lit up the garden to an eerie glow with shadows stretching and twisting around us. "So?" I leaned forward, nudging him to continue. Dylan takes a deep breath. "When you went missing, Aunt Maxine was crushed. She went through big changes. The sparkle in her eyes disappeared, and she retreated into training." "Training?" "Yes. Aunt Maxine possesses the Eclipse Essence. A destructive force, lethal if it's out of balance, but wildly powerful if it's channeled correctly.” He pauses, studying my reaction.

The girl who was sitting beside Isla in the healing and recovery class entered, her expression tight with urgency. I waved her in. “I am Chloe. Isla's friend. I need to talk to you, Alpha,” she said, her voice firm but laced with tension. My wolf stirred inside me restlessly at Isla's name. But I tried to maintain the indifference. I gestured for her to sit. But without wasting time on formalities, she jumped straight to the topic. “Isla told me about the mandrake,” Chloe said, her eyes sharp. “It’s a key clue in both Elara’s and Betty’s deaths." She looked at me, trying to read my expression, and then her eyes shifted to the clues scattered over my desk.

I responded. “History says that they’re the children of Selene.” I flicked my eyes at her and raised my brows in confusion. “You mean, Goddess Selene?” “Azen doesn’t refer to Selene as the goddess. And, contrary to the belief of the werewolves on the other side, Selene isn’t the Moon Goddess but the daughter who served as the messenger. Selene gave birth to the Azenthars, which made them have those, you know, unique looks.”

"But the High Queen didn't die. She just... dispersed. She’s in the wind now, Elara. She’s in the water. She’s in the very breath of your new 'army'." Selene smiled—a jagged, horrific thing. "The Eclipse isn't over. It’s just moved inside." With a flick of her wrist, she vanished. I looked at my army—the thousands of crimson-eyed shifters. And for the first time, I felt a seed of doubt. Was the light I had given them a gift... or a slow-acting poison?

Between his fingers, he held a pitch-black gem radiating an impossibly dense aura of darkness—The Lunar Eclipse Stone, an ancient artifact capable of draining all spiritual energy within a one-kilometer radius. The moment the gem was raised, the golden protective glow I had just built across the compound's yard was instantly sucked into the stone. The air suddenly felt hollow. My body went completely limp in an instant, and through the pack link, I could feel Hunter, Seth, and Zane's energy crash to rock bottom in a split second. We were completely paralyzed.

Dawn broke, cold and colorless. The camp was a ghost of its usual self, empty of all but the essential guards. The rest of us stood assembled at the tree line bordering the western meadow. Warriors in tight formation, faces set in grim masks. Helena pressed the finished amulet into Erica’s hand—a simple silver chain from which hung a teardrop of captured moonlight, a Moonbane crystal wrapped in silver wire. It pulsed with a soft, steady rhythm.

The heavy black doors of the Temple of the Eclipse ground shut behind us, sealing the ancient sanctuary once again in darkness. The icy plateau had different air quality than the mountain surroundings. The biting, sub-zero wind still whipped across the frozen ravine, but I didn't shiver. The Daywalker Amulet resting against my chest sent a continuous wave of warm comfort through my body, which carried the sun's summer magic. Dante rolled his broad shoulders while standing next to me. The deep, vicious claw marks Lord Vane had torn into his back were already beginning to close. The amulet protected him from vampire magic while it enhanced his Alpha healing power.

He opened the pouch, revealing a small silver amulet shaped like a crescent moon. "Wear it. It will help stabilize your wolf. The stone is calling to you, Solana. It's trying to reconnect with its bloodline through you." Tessa stepped forward, her hand out. "Let me see that." Ambrose handed it over without protest. She examined it closely, her fingers tracing the runes. "This is old and powerful. But—" Pain spiked in my skull. I gasped, doubling over as Astraea roared to life inside me. My vision went red, then black at the edges. Claws erupted from my fingers.

What made my heart pound harder was his attire. A sharp, dark crimson suit. A memory flashed in my head. I once told Morpheus that dark red was my ultimate obsession. "Your Highness," Alistair bowed deeply. "This is our lead restorer, Isabella Vance." I quickly bowed my head. "Your Highness." Cassian gave a curt nod, signaling me to begin my report. "We have seventy-two new acquisitions. Among them..." I fought to keep my voice professional, "this 'Sun Flare Amulet' might offer research value regarding the clan's sunlight aversion."