Black Chakra Ring Novels & Stories

We sat down in the engagement chairs and finally the priest started chanting his mantra blessing the engagement rings “it’s beautiful shiva”I smiled looking at the ring in my fourth finger it was a emerald gold ring it was very beautiful “It’s the family earloom it’s always passed down to the princesses but the crown princess own is the most special cause of the emerald in the middle represents her status and royalty” Shivaay father explained to me and Silvia I noticed Silvia’s ring was golden too with a similar design to mine the only difference was the emerald on mine.

Amber, afire with something unreadable, and something dark that sent my pulse racing to the back of my throat. He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. The quiet outside grew loud around us, like concentric ripples in a pond. The voices in the room faded, one by one, and I began to be hyper-aware of the number of people watching me. Every eye turned toward us. I could feel the hair in their stares closing in from all parts, but I couldn’t look away. And then I saw it… the ring. A black signet ring on his left ring finger. Its intricately worked face bore the seal of the Obsidian Throne.

“No.” His little voice became serious. “There was a man.” Adrian stepped closer. “What man?” Daniel looked at him. “I don't know.” “What did he look like?” The boy frowned, trying to remember. “He had a ring.” Adrian's heart stopped. “What kind of ring?” “Black.” Daniel touched his own finger. “It had a bird on it.” Adrian slowly stood. Richard had worn that ring for years. A black eagle. The Blackwood family crest. Amelia looked at Adrian.

“I’m not going to ask you again.” After hesitating for quite a while, much to Makayla’s annoyance, he finally spoke up. “Fine." He stretched out his veiny hand and showed the glimmering ring on his left. "Omnividence. It’s one of the rings formed from ‘the light’s’ energy. Gives the holder to ability to see. The ability to see everything". He looked back at his sister and saw the visible confusion mushed all over her face, so after taking a deep sigh, he began. "My ring is one of the four. It allows me to see stuff that has happened, is happening, and will happen. It also gives me ability to make other people see this, and twist their minds to conform to what I want them to see. Neat magic t

He reaches down, grabbing my wrist with gentle force, and presses something heavy and icy cold directly into my palm. I freeze, looking down at my hand. Resting in my palm is an ancient ring crafted from tarnished white platinum, holding a massive, uncut emerald in its center. The dark green stone glimmers faintly in the dim candlelight, carrying the faint, lingering scent of an ancient Alpha lineage. "What is this?" I ask softly, my throat tightening.

Valerie comes close and looks at the bracelet. “These crystals are also very powerful and often seen as protection stones. The 2 black ones are black tourmalines that shield you from bad energy and the one in the middle is smoky quartz that gives a sort of invisibility. Which is perfect for the spell.” Mom smiles big. “And the links be removed and put back as she grows so it always fit.” She shows us how easy it will be to fit it to the right size.” “Perfect.” Valerie looks happy. But then also a little bit nervous.

I quizzed, watching her lift the tiny ring that sat upon the velvet and lift it to look at it properly. "It's black rutilated quartz," I explained, taking it from her hand and bringing it to my lips, placing a kiss against the precious stones. "It reminded me of you.. see how the stone is white, pure and innocent with black darkness twisting through it like a spider's web- not light, not dark, but a beautiful concoction of both. Like you!" "I am speechless; it's perfect! But you shouldn't have Damien! it must have cost a fortune!" She whispered, looking at the ring band, her jaw dropping open as she looked at me in shock. "Are these diamonds!"

Greta asked her strides were slower. “Uhm-” I turned to Percy, there was no way I could come up with a make up ring without his help. “It was small, square shaped-” Greta nodded skimming her way through the numerous casing. “What color was it?” “Wh-” “black.” I was taken aback by the color he picked. Black? “It was a black diamond,” He answered. Greta was also stunned by his answer and had a small smile on her lips.

She reaches out to touch them and then hesitates, her hand hanging in the air between us, her eyes flicking up to meet mine. "They're white gold, not silver." Picking up the one filled with the colourful diamonds and holding it up to the light, we watch it reflect rainbow patterns all around the room. "The red diamonds represent strength, the black passion and the blue is devotion and eternity. My grandmother told me to give this one to you…" I slip the ring onto her finger, pleased that it fits perfectly. Then, picking up the other, I slide it into my hand, flexing my fingers to see if it moves at all, but it stays in place. "And this one for me." "It's so beautiful, thank you." She whisper

The servants carried with them two black diamond rings that stood for royalty. The ring shines brilliantly and is so stunning that it leaves onlookers speechless and awestruck. Miren's head was tingling, and she was staring with wide eyes at the glistening rings. She inadvertently withdrew her hand after lightly touching the black diamond ring; she did so as if the ring were a dangerously flaming object. Her hand had subconsciously raised slightly. Drake reached for his ring and lifted it to examine it, prompting with his voice.