Caged Rings Novels & Stories

Finally, they lay panting on the bed, too tired to talk. Cecil grabbed a ring from the drawer and slipped it onto Zora's finger. "It's a couple's ring. With it, those boys won't hit on you." Zora looked at her ring, a white gold ring with a beautiful rose design. "Where's your ring? You need the ring to keep out the women who are trying to get to you, too." "Look." Cecil held up his hand with the ring, "I had our names engraved on the inside of the ring. Our names are tied together."

KADE POV I watch the smoke curl from Brynn’s lips, disappearing into the night air. God, I’ve never wanted to be a cigarette so badly—just to feel those lips wrapped around me. Something in her whispered words makes me shift—a flicker of genuine concern breaking through my professional veneer. “One cage for another. Yeah.” I lean against the railing, letting a brief understanding pass between us. “The difference,” I murmur, “is that Vex’s cage has golden bars. Comfortable prison.”

NINE The lantern shop now has a different look. I stand outside and admire the best models displayed at the window. Anyone would want to stop and check out a piece or two here. I am wearing joggers and a round neck t-shirt Zuri gave me with an ugly sandals she bought around the shop. The sandals has double crossings that reminds me of the Spartans. ‘’I told you it's cool,’’ I say as I walk into the shop. She claps her hands together with her full teeth on display. ‘’Yeah?’’

“Nah. Mostly we just watch him threaten people without speaking.” “That sounds healthy,” I murmured dryly, wiping down the heavy rim of the glass. He raised his whiskey glass in a mock toast. “For us? Usually.” Before I could answer, a sudden movement near the cage caught my attention, pulling my focus toward the crowd. Cain had stepped back into the ring, and a low, predatory rumble passed through the betting tables. Knox noticed, too. His easy posture instantly straightened. “Well,” he muttered, lifting his whiskey back to his lips. “There goes everybody’s money.”

A sand bag and other boxing equipment hung off to the side but I barely noticed, my sole attention was on the person who stood right in the middle of the ring, conversing with a guy who was obviously a trainer, while wrapping tape around her knuckles slowly. Someone I had been searching for for weeks. My eyes glazed over her, from her hair that had grown to shoulder level but was now in a ponytail, to the black sports bra that stretched across her perfect breasts, to her flat abdomen to those tiny workout shorts that threatened to make me go crazy. What was she doing here? And dressed so sexily? “There’s your Cinderella dude” I heard Seth say before letting out an ironic scoff “and you thoug

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Any other way, it will affect her life seriously and put her in a perilous position with him. Indeed. You heard it right. He is Caged. He is a prisoner, a bloody prisoner who didn't have cuffs in his hands yet his hands are tied together, more tighter than any chains. He was not able to hold her, at this moment. He needs to stand by a couple of more days or a few hours to do what his heart wants.

Align the third with a crown so tall, pointed and jagged, ready to maul. The fourth ring bears a claw so grim, a zigzag shape that's rather dim. Finally, match the last with a star, sharp and menacing from afar. Turn the rings with care taken, for a mistake could not be shaken. Align the symbols with secret might, to open the door on this dark light. ╘═══════════:۩:═════:۩:══════:۩:═══════════╛

The two of them had been slaving away for an hour trying to pick the perfect rings. Samson had picked out a three-stone ring with hexagon moss agate and moissanite set in black gold. The ring had a string of leaves above the three stones truly signifying Gertrude's connection to nature. Samson commented that the ring would fit Gertrude well.

CAGED TO THE MOON KING CHAPTER 9 Heaven. I didn't know what happened next but I found myself in a cage. A big one with iron bars supporting the huge padlocks. It was pitch dark however I could hear faint noises in the background. My legs and hands were tied together and I felt a numbing pain in my back. Those silly brothers had made me lose consciousness to kill me here. I wasn't even scared a bit, gone are those times when I would be scared of death and plead for my life to be spared. What is the need for a useless person like me to live? If I die, let me die, or vice versa.