Crossing Paths Ring Novels & Stories

My eyes began to shed more tears as I saw the beauty in it all. There was a dark band, looked to be black. It curved fitting into the first ring. There was a set of thin stones in the center. I looked closer before I admired the difficulty. There were 3 thin stones, all triangle shaped overlapping each other. The first level was an amethyst crystal, the next was diamond, the top another amethyst. “We can get them sealed together, but we each wanted to have a ring, we have gone to many lifetimes without one.” Lex said shrugging off my amazement.

With money, slaves, and other valuables, from what I’ve gathered. It can only mean that I am an indispensable asset to this man. For whatever reason, he couldn’t kill me, and that fact is what I would use to my advantage. Perseus's right-hand man steps forward, presenting the rings. They are remarkable and vastly different from my previous wedding ring. Silver, with intricate designs of rose thorns, petals, and a moon symbol. Beside my wedding ring sits an engagement ring—a cushion-shaped diamond sparkling in the light.

Dominic's fingers gently traced the mark on my neck, his touch sending shivers down my spine. "Would you like to go ring shopping?" he asked, his voice low and gentle. I nodded, unable to speak. "I know a place," he said. "Crescent Jewelers. They're known throughout the Northern Territory for their unique designs." At Crescent Jewelers, I was initially drawn to an extravagant diamond ring that sparkled under the display lights. "This one's beautiful," I said, pointing to the ostentatious piece. Dominic nodded but didn't comment. As the jeweler showed us more options, my eyes fell on a pair of simple, elegant bands. They featured small diamonds embedded in a delicate pattern that resembled ru

​I pressed my palm against hers. ​The bond slammed into us with the force of a landslide. It wasn't a gentle connection; it was a brand. Our blood mingled, hot and sticky between our locked hands, and the Pack Link forced its way into the air, weaving our souls together until I could feel her heart racing as if it were my own. She gasped, her knees buckling for a split second before I tightened my grip on her waist, holding her upright. We exchanged rings, which were heirlooms that had been passed across generations. Mine was plain silver with a Latin inscription on it while hers had a huge diamond that complimented her tiny hand.

The only way to stop an inquiry is to put something else in the gist mill and what better way to make them forget a stupid video than with a marriage proposal? Everyone stopped and stared at them. Helena showed them her finger and showed them the ring that Freya gave Zac to give to his future wife. It was a diamond, but not just another diamond---it was a cross of a diamond and a jade which gave it a greenish hue, set in a white gold band that shimmered in the sun. It was breath taking.they have never seen a stone as gorgeous as that one and they had to make up another lovely and plausible story as to where Zac have found the ring because his mother and Chris’ wife was now starting to engage

She leaned in closer, her face inches from Nathan's hand, as she examined the ring more closely. Dora's eyes widened as she took in the intricate markings and inscription on the ring. A tiny half-moon and what looked like a sun adorned the right side, surrounded by other symbols she couldn't decipher. Her curiosity piqued, she whispered to herself, "What type of ring is this?" She glanced up at Nathan's face, his emerald eyes closed in slumber. Seizing the opportunity, she reached for his hand, her fingers brushing against his as she attempted to remove the ring from his finger.

He looks out the window for a bit, "I have something I want to give you." He pulls out a dark, almost black ring with a medium-sized red gemstone placed right in the center. He gently grabs my left hand, hesitating at his actions for a second, and slips it onto my ring finger. My heart begins to hammer against my chest at the smallest touch of his skin. Once I look down at the ring at a closer angle, the band of it is a dragon that hooks onto the gem from the left side, while its tail hooks onto the other side of the gem, creating the circle.

The associate nodded attentively, taking note of our preferences. "Let me show you something else," she said, disappearing into the vault. She returned with a tray adorned with exquisite rings. Cameron's eyes widened as he spotted a particular ring. "Whoa, what's that?" The associate smiled. "This one features a delicate, twisting thread of 18k rose gold, pavé-set with tiny diamonds, and centered around a magnificent pear-shaped diamond." My eyes locked onto the ring, mesmerized. "That's it." Cameron nodded in agreement. "That's the one."

Jacob smiled as he led Midnight Dancer away. The next few hours were filled with gift-giving and conversation. Grace’s favourite gift was from Erin, an Assassin’s Ring. An Assassin’s ring is a ring that had a concealed blade that would pop out when a button was ⎌pressed on the band. This Assassin’s ring was exquisitely made out of Gold and decorated with a pretty vine pattern. There was no way anyone would be able to tell what it was by looking at it.

Yet, I still crossed it. I know I had to find Lily. I had no choice but to find the girl. I shifted once I crossed, knowing that my black pelt will make it more obvious I was not part of their pack, but I will be easier hidden in the shadows. I ran through the trees, picking up the faintest scent of Lilacs. It led me further and further away from safety but closer to Lily. That was… up until my senses got overwhelmed by the smell of coffee. O crap…