Black Chakra Ring Novels & Stories

For the first time that I’d been in this dim lifeless room, I noticed a drawer that was a few meters from the right side of the bed, resting on the wall. Cautiously, I walked up to the grey drawer and the first thing I noticed was this black thing… sitting peacefully on it. When I was close enough, I realized that it was a thick black ring with a black gem on it and some weird symbols rhythmically inscribed around it. I picked up the ring and was immediately burnt on touch. It was so freaking hot. ‘What is it, Arie?’

he proposed to her. The ring he picked up for her is not too extravagant, but unique. This is the only piece made and available in the world. The diamond sitting in the middle is a dark grey colour, which looked like it might be navy blue or black from different angles. There are several smaller white diamonds surrounding the stone. It is breath taking and can be worn everyday.

The ring itself seemed to hum, a low vibration I felt in my bones. He held our joined hands up, the glowing mark beside the ring, his gaze locking onto the stunned Black Wolf hybrids. “This is a silver werewolf mate ring,” he said, his voice icy and absolute. “Forged with my blood and magic. Black werewolves get burned touching it. How dare you steal it?”

He explained the purpose of each stone one by one. “This one.” She said, toward a ring made of black tourmaline, which was for self-love, acceptance, and positive energy. She felt Theodore needed this stone close to him rather than a useless diamond. As much as she knew him, he wouldn’t give a damn about wearing diamonds. “Nice choice. Do you want to engrave the initial of your name on the back of the ring?” Happy questioned, picking the ring that Liara chose for Theodore. “I don’t know. Maybe yes, T heart shape L will be fine.” She instructed with a blush.

His head drops. Janine looks sharp now. “And the ring?” “It was a gold band,” I say evenly, “with a diamond pendant, white crescent, surrounded by black. They said it was black onyx.” Mr. Blackwood starts panting, his hand tightening on the table. Mrs. Turner rubs my back slowly. “Black diamonds… black onyx… those are often symbols. Priceless ones. Especially when made by certain families.” “Oh,” I say, shrugging. “I just thought it was jewelry. People steal things.”

He took a ring off his pinky finger and offered it to her. The ring was silver with a piece of shaped amber where a gemstone would normally lie. The amber had a twist of holly sealed inside and a rune engraved into the back of the facet. It has a dense core of wind energy stored inside of it -- enough to take out the plane and everyone in it, and Richard was wearing at least seven more rings. "I can offer you artifacts." She examined the ring. Even though she couldn't use druidic magic, she could feel the power within it.

wondered Chaos. "Indeed! Most of these items are treasures left by Master Ainz for you. There are all kinds of items, some are even more precious than the others… Here is where you will be able to find a variety of useful tools that will certain things swifter, such as this Ring, please wear it," said Belphegor, giving a golden ring to Chaos with a cube-shaped, blue-colored crystal on top. The moment Chaos put the ring in one of his fingers, he suddenly felt like he was connected to the ring…

The ring's surface was cold to the touch, yet within that chill lay an immense reservoir of power and wisdom, as if it could peer into my innermost thoughts and reach the very depths of my soul. Maria explained that when the Soul Lock Ring is activated, its runes will light up swiftly, emitting a dazzling blue glow. These runes, as if imbued with life, will begin to move slowly around the ring, creating a revolving halo of light that traps all evil within. The imprisoned spirit will experience immense pain and terror, as the ring doesn't just bind the body, but also incarcerates the soul itself.

Harlan prompts. "I vow to offer my vulnerability," I say, my voice ringing clear. "And to demand your respect. I vow to share my darkness and my light. I vow to be bound with you, eternally." Harlan nods. "The rings." Lena steps forward, holding a cushion. These aren't just metal. They are smart-rings, black titanium with a vein of glowing blue light running through the center. Alex slides mine onto my finger. I slide his onto his.

Ismail says. “We are not, but it really is a beautiful ring,” I declare. “I apologize for assuming and yes, it is a beautiful ring,” the lady agrees. “It’s fine, and yes, it is.” Ismail nods. “This is so beautiful. Can I see that?” I ask, pointing at a very lovely ring. The ring has a golden band with a black rose carved on top with diamonds. It’s beautiful. I try it on, and it fits perfectly. I walk over to meet Ismail to show him. He is looking at some wristwatches on the other side.