Draco Malfoy Ring Novels & Stories

I nodded as I looked down at the tiny box in my hand. I opened the lid, and a gold ring formed into the shape of a dragon staring back at me. An orange stone that looked to have fire frozen within it formed the eyes. Its wings were flat against its body, and its legs sat as though they were wrapped around a tree, its tail spiraling downwards too.

However, despite all this it had retained an amazing appearance of ancient beauty. My heart skipped a beat. I reached out my hand and opened the box. There was a large woman's ring with a scarlet stone lying on a black cushion. It was a finely faceted ruby in the form of a dragon's tooth shimmering like a star. On the rim, smiling skulls were carved on either side of the stone. On the inside, there was only one word: “Eridanus”. With trembling fingers, I took the ring and began to open the envelope. Letters, dark as night, were shining on the white paper:

Levian said coldly as he tossed the silver locket onto the table for Malfoy to inspect. Malfoy picked it up, and for a brief moment, surprise flashed in his eyes. “How did you get this?” “Don’t you think you should be answering me first?” Levian’s voice dropped to a low, dangerous growl, holding his ground. Malfoy studied him for a moment before letting out a heavy sigh. He tossed the locket back onto the table, then leaned back in his chair, his face hardening. “I see you’ve already come into contact with him.”

What if she doesn’t want to be Queen or them Kings? Draco was a formidable thirty-nine-foot silver dragon. Silver denoted Mystics. Their eyes were the color of gemstones. The color represented the primary element that they drew their power from. Draco’s eyes were an electric blue because he drew his power from water. One might think that fire would be the most powerful element, but it was not. Water was because there were water molecules in the air that could be used as an extensive power source. Also, when there was no other way to fight, the water could be harnessed.

For the girl who has everything, they used funds pilfered out of a certain corrupt politician’s dummy holdings in the Bahamas and bought her… The One Ring. The ring is gold stainless steel embossed with elvish runes. When the runes glow in the dark, the ring looks like it had indeed been forged in the fires of Mount Doom. Ecto has also done his trademark sleuthing to ensure the perfect fit around Grace’s finger. The gift is probably too perfect though because, after receiving it, Grace keeps saying “My precious…” while admiring with bulging eyes the ring’s shiny surface.

Damian lets out a light, nervous chuckle. That night, Damian finds Nova alone in the kitchen, standing barefoot near the hearth, staring at the carved Drăghici crest above the mantle. The flicker of candlelight dances across the gold-lined edges, making it seem almost alive like it's watching her. He steps in silently and slides something onto the counter beside her. A ring. It's not a wedding band. Not a token of romance. Forged in Drăghici steel, worn only by those entrusted with the protection of the family bloodline. Nova turns slowly. Her fingers tremble slightly as she lifts it. "This is... your house, sigil."

I stared at a dildo, heavy and cold to the touch, and then at a set of intricate silver chains that looked like they belonged in a dungeon rather than a bedroom. Heat. It flooded my cheeks, a sudden, frantic warmth that had nothing to do with the room's temperature and everything to do with the raw, vulgar intimacy of the collection. I was so caught up in the absurdity of Draco... the man who commanded empires, keeping a stash of toys like a teenage boy with a secret collection. "I didn’t expect, of all places in this house, that you would choose the corner with my collection of... pleasures." His voice was a low, resonant rumble that seemed to vibrate against the very walls of the room.

Declaring her as his mate was one thing, but marriage, for her, was the ultimate profession of love,and to say yes meant that she had to admit how she really felt about him, but could she do it? “I would never push you into anything you are not ready for,” he promised,giving her the impression he would keep his very possessive dragon under control,”And to cherish you like the Goddess you are.” How could she say no to that? She nodded her head, too stunned to speak.Drago smiled as he pulled a box from his pocket. Still kneeling, he placed the ring on her finger. It was the most beautiful piece of jewelry she ever laid eyes on. Platinum that fit her finger perfectly, with a one carat teal gems

I say to him. “Wait, I have something for you,” Draco says. He leaves to table and runs up the stairs. What on earth is this man doing? He is up the stairs and back down in a flash. He gets back down on his knee and presents me with a small ring box. “Tatina Maria, Will you be my partner in life forever?” Draco asks me again while opening the small box for me to see what is inside. “Yes,” I say. He takes the princess cut diamond out of the box and slips it onto my ring finger.

“It’s all lovely.” “I’m glad. I notice you haven’t worn earrings since you’ve been here, yet your ears are pierced. I hope you don’t mind, but I bought you these.” Draco withdrew a small jeweler’s box from his jacket pocket and opened it. All the breath in Blair’s lungs froze when she saw the platinum-set diamond ear studs there. “May I?” Draco asked.