Trollhunters Eclipse Amulet Novels & Stories

Amelia saw Ian stand up beside the wall, laughing in his hoarse voice, with his chest wide open. “I knew it!!! I knew it was in your damn eye!!!! Jeff told me you injured your blind eye when you escaped!!! That’s how you got it!!!! I knew it!!! Fuck!! I am right!!!” He yelled, and shouted, even screamed, waving the part of flesh he had just clawed off from Darren’s face frantically. Amelia saw a faint glow leaking out through his blood-tainted fingers. The color of it was gentle and light, as beautiful as the moonlight. Amelia instantly knew it was the Moon Goddess’s relic.

"Okay, I'm looking for an amulet with a glowing blue gem and its owner." "The owner could be a druid. They are the only ones who can cast spells and control amulets." "Druids?" I repeated, frowning hard in confusion. "Did you just hear yourself, Geoffrey?" "I wouldn't be surprised if they are back, Alpha Kaloyan." Dread sank my heart. My father had thought his methods were successful, but they were in Eastmoon all over again. The ones who hated werewolves the most had returned.

When she spoke, her voice layered with Genevieve's familiar venom: "Mother says hello, little sister." The paralyzed Lumen warriors began to twitch. Their eyes flooded black as one by one, they rose, no longer wolves, but puppets of shadow and flesh, their movements synchronized like marionettes on invisible strings. Eric's claws unsheathed with a sound like ringing steel. "The amulet. It's not just a key, it's an instrument. Use it now." The fused metal burned icy hot against my sternum. I didn't know how to wield it, didn't understand,

"It is a Silence. We have a weapon—an ancient ritual called the Lunar Eclipse. It does not give you strength. It takes away the strength of those who do not deserve it." The Lunar Eclipse Weapon: Effect: It creates a "Null-Zone" around the Silver Basin. Inside this zone, any wolf who has stolen power or used the Council’s dark magic will have their wolf-spirit "locked." They will become human—weak, slow, and defenseless. The Catch: To activate the ritual, Elias must surrender his own sight for the duration of the battle. He must lead the pack while completely blind, relying only on the "Heart-Link" to see the world.

In the middle stood the Elders, cloaked in white trimmed with crimson, their staffs embedded with shimmering moonstones. The packs were surrounded. Damon stepped forward, his aura flaring wide and bright. “This is an act of war,” he snarled. “State your purpose before I give the order to tear you apart.” Elder Marcellus, the oldest of the Council, stepped forward. His eyes were cold. Sharp. Too knowing. “Alpha Damon of the Silvercrest Pack,” he declared. “You harbor the Eclipse Luna—an unregistered, untrained wielder of forbidden moonlight.”

ADRIAN – VALERIUS’S THRONE ROOM I’m chained to the throne again, collar burning, Valerius pacing. “You’re quiet tonight, brother,” he says. I don’t answer. He leans close. “I felt her today. Your little hybrid. She’s getting stronger.” I snarl. Valerius laughs. “Good. Stronger means sweeter when I break her.” I lunge, chains snap taut. He pats my cheek. “Patience. The eclipse is coming. You’ll bring her to me yourself.” I spit blood in his face. He wipes it away, smiling. “I love when you fight. Makes the surrender taste better.”

I looked at Damien as my lips curved into a smile. I quickly transformed into my wolf's form as the seer emerged further to perform the rituals. I cut my left palm open and allowed the blood flow freely from my hands down to the locks of the chest. Silence spread throughout the crowd, and if a single pin had dropped at that moment, it would've been loud enough for everyone to hear. The chest immediately made a sharp cracking sound and a rabbled sound came from the crowd as the chest immediately cracked open. Jubilation broke out in the crowd at the sight of the chest opening and revealing the crescent jewel. Damien instantly made a move to come forward but was quickly held back by Luna Morga

"What's the exile?" Lyra asked. Exactly the question that was going through my mind. Cameron stood up. I saw him reach into his shirt. A silver chain that I hadn't noticed before was hanging around his neck. He pulled it out to reveal a blood red ruby amulet. Almost exactly identical to the emerald one I had given Landon. Lyra shared a look with me. 'Sone of you might know. Some of you might not but our packs and species has been protected by a deep magic most of our forefathers knew about. But of course following the betrayal of our great grandfather, we the Eclipse pack were partially cut off."

They must know the hunger waking. Cora’s voice cut through the chatter, low and resonant. “Children, listen. The Eclipse Fang rises with the moon’s shadow. Three days until the eclipse.” The pack stilled—Mara’s dagger froze, Jasper’s axe dipped, Lila’s pups hushed. Sam’s staff tightened in her grip, its hum louder, tattoo flaring faintly. Kevin stepped closer, map forgotten, pine scent sharper. “What’s the amulet say, Cora? A curse?”

The castle looked more magical before dawn. When Nathan brought back the flower to Willow, she spoke, "Oh, it's the Dragon flower...the cure to every disease." "Where did you find it?" Siren asked curiously. Nathan went to the corner with Crawford and uttered, "Crawford, I want you to go to the forest with the best team of the soldiers and search for the Lycanthrope…" "The Lycanthrope, My Lord?" Crawford was dumbstruck. "Yes, Lycanthrope, Crawford. I was being attacked by a giant Lycanthrope in the forest of Ecrin. If there is one then I'm afraid…" his sentence was not yet completed when he heard a thud.