Caged Rings Novels & Stories

Mario extends a small black velvet ring box to me, his eyes brimming with anticipation as he urges me to open it. “Go ahead, open it!” For a moment, I hesitate, my heart racing with apprehension. Slowly, I lift the lid of the box, revealing a garish diamond ring that dazzles me with its excessive brilliance. The stone is oversized, in my opinion, and its multitude of facets reflect the light in a manner that feels almost vulgar. He appears proud of it, as if believing that the size and ostentation of the ring can compensate for the fact that I am being coerced into this marriage. But to me, it serves as a stark reminder of the prison my life has become.

Fortunately I've been taking self defense lessons with Chris every day when we get home from work so I was able to pry myself from his grip. Everyday that passes is like he becomes more and more rabid. ... Today is the day that the rings are coming home. I had them made the he ravished me on my office. He doesn't know though. The final design had a few changes. Like my ring is not flash or anything. It has rubies that were meant for the bracelet along the band. There are about five mini pearls separating the rubies and C.C initials carved along the insides of the band. Christopher's ring is almost similar to mine though it has sapphires instead of rubies or pearls. His band is the standard m

Was my love for him reason enough to justify endless sacrifice? Because I was meek and sensible, did that mean I had to yield over and over again? A sharp ache seized my heart, stealing my breath. At last, with trembling fingers, I picked up the pen that felt as heavy as a thousand pounds and signed my name. He pulled me into his arms, relieved. "Adam, don't worry. I won't let you down. Once this is over, I'll remarry you. You can stay here as before. Your identity will only change for a short while."

"I may have just the thing you need." He searches for something momentarily, then brings out a black velvet display case with three rings attached. "The first ring shoots out a precise laser that can mutilate any target. The second ring, transforms into a small knife. The third ring is very similar to the second one, however the tip of the blade is laced with a powerful paralytic. Temporarily paralyzing any attackers after contact." "The last one is exactly what I'm looking for." "Great it comes in a bunch of different designs. It's available with a simple stud, or a rose, or a star."

He gulped and said, “I am ashamed of what we do. I am ashamed that my family is a part of it. I am ashamed that we treat people like that.” “But what is The Auction Ring?” asked Sameeksha. “It’s a business where abducted men, women, kids are abducted and then auctioned for the highest bidder. People come from all over the world to participate in it. If you had seen the news, you would have known that the people bought in the auction ring are branded and called Odalisque, shot form Odal. Those slaves are not allowed to live their lives freely. They cannot leave, they cannot do anything of their own volition. If anyone tries to leave, they are killed. More slaves will gain you more points in o

Elowen snapped. “I solve it by keeping you alive,” Corvin said. Elowen stepped closer, heat rising in his chest. “Alive where? In your rooms? In your sight? Or under your command?” Corvin’s jaw tightened. “Under my protection.” Elowen shook his head. “You dress it in softer words, but it is still a cage.” Corvin’s gaze did not waver. “A cage keeps predators out.” “And traps animals inside,” Elowen shot back.

And every time Jenny's movie was released, he used to make excuses to take Isabella on a movie date. She did go, but Bethany and Danny were with her. Because of this, he had to invite his friends too. And a movie date had turned into a friend's congregation. "Yes, I heard," Isabella responded with a nod. Just then, her eyes fell on a ring on Noah's middle finger. It had a wing middle of it and the size was also pretty big.

It was cool and heavy in her palm. “Open it,” he said. His voice was a low rumble, like stones grinding together deep in the earth. It vibrated through her, settling in her bones. She fumbled with the tiny clasp. Her fingers felt clumsy, too large for the delicate mechanism. Inside, nestled on a bed of black satin, was a thin silver collar. It was delicate, almost like a choker necklace, but there was no mistaking its purpose. In the center, soldered to the band, was a small, perfect silver ring, an O-ring. It was beautiful and terrifying all at once.

(Please read this note before reading this chapter. Thankisses.) *NOTE: A ring of eternity isn't just a possession. It's a ring that binds two people in a marriage. It's a ring that can never be removed, unless one's finger is chopped off. It's a ring that can alternatively be removed when one significant other dies.*

Matthew said before leaving the room. Ambrose just nodded. He was at a loss for words. Ambrose got off the bed and walked inside their closet. He unlocked the jewelry drawer and played with the rings on his finger. He contemplated whether he wants to remove it or not but ultimately decided not to. When he was about to close the drawer, his eyes fell on a jewelry box. It was the same jewelry box he found in the cave. He grabbed the box and opened it. Inside was a thin silver wristband with engraved letters.