Black Chakra Ring Novels & Stories

He smirked before removing a ring from his pocket. "Do you recognise this ring, Princess?" he asked. Valerie gasped with shock. She remembered the ring. It's the black opal ring which is similar to the pendant she is wearing. Raphael wears it. She never saw him removing that ring. It is the symbol of a Raven clan royal. Irina and Cadmus also has similar kind of rings. Each ring has the name of the person engraved on the underside of the ring. She snatched the ring and looked at the underside of the ring for the name.

He pulls a black box from his pant pockets and holds it open in his palm for me to see. It is a ring. A very beautiful ring with three gold bands, each band having its own diamond on top of it. All three diamonds are different as are the three bands. The first band has a diamond encased between two small black bands. The middle band has four diamonds on each side of the main diamond and the last band is a plain one with a diamond in its centre. I love it.

Third Person's POV Dominic twirls the ring on his finger as he looks at it. He thought the first ring Dimitri got him was gorgeous, but this ring is stunning! It's black, just like the other ring. And just like the other ring, the detail on this one is incredible. The lines, and textured design around the ring, and on the inside are unlike anything he's ever seen. The 18-karat gold thin line near one edge sets it off and enhances its beauty. A direwolf ring, how fitting, and perfect!

The ring is a pure signet gold adorned with black onyx stone. She nervously slid the ring into his finger. This ring proves that they have the blessing from different gods and goddesses. Given by her father, she took the bracelet. The gold bracelet has a distinct design of two dragons facing each other. Amaya slid it on his arm. He tried to remove it but he could not.

The colorful explosions seemed to spell out my name, a dazzling illusion in the night sky. In the midst of this dreamlike scene, Marcus Black pulled out a family heirloom and presented it to me. “Amara,” Marcus said quietly, opening the velvet box in his palm. Inside lay a ring—dark, understated, unmistakably powerful. The Black family crest was engraved on the inner band. “This ring has been passed down through generations of my family,” he said. “It belongs to the future Donna of the Black family. My parents entrusted it to me years ago.”

Ash grinned and took them both, gently placing the ring on his finger. Adom looked at it, his eyes shining with unshed tears. The ring was black and silver, with two intertwining lines creating the infinity symbol, with a sapphire and an emerald on each side. “So…” Adom rasped, his voice suddenly raw with emotion, and barely a whisper as if he was afraid of shattering the moment. “What does that mean?”

Sasha No matter how many times I spin the ring on my finger, I can't find where it starts or ends. It's almost the same tint of silver as my eye color. The platinum with a black diamond inlay through the middle strikes a powerful aesthetic. Pricey, but I bought it myself. If I'm going to wear jewelry, it needs to be exquisite. Katerina looked blatantly stunned when the priest asked her for the ring. I should have prepared her more. I was busy with other, more pressing plans.

That seemed to satisfy her enough. “Good.” She looked at her ring and frowned. “Take this. If you need it, rub it counterclockwise three times and that will signal me that you need help. Only use it in emergencies, as in life or death situation.” She handed me a pearl ring. It was a black pearl sitting on a silver band. It was more inward, so it didn’t stick out so far. “Thank you. I hope that we will not need it but appreciate the gestured.” I said nicely. I meant it too, though.

I could have had it spelled just like my engagement rings were, I did not want to rely on witchy abilities. “I’m glad you like it, my love.” I hugged him tighter. The amulet looked great on him. It was an oval shaped black ruby. I had never seen one in person until I saw it at the shop that I went to. Apparently, black rubies signified a deeper connection than the physical. That part definitely applied to the two of us. It was also a great conductor for abilities. It would help amplify the gifts he had developed from our marking – speed and strength.

of tall green mountains that appeared to be coated in white at the top, white as ice, overlapping in the distance. Her pale frail, withered hands worked with skill, hands that disclosed years of poverty, hands toughened from hard work in the fields all day in the scorching heat during farming seasons from the tender age of six to executing the heftiest hardest house chores simultaneously daily exploited by her parents handed to her cruel husband who exploited her as well and as she had mastered this art she exploited herself, her skill to an essential volume to bring out the uniqueness of her painting with realistic features and traces, chucking in a few green shades here and ther