Ear Ringing Spirituality Novels & Stories

"What a disaster, what's wrong with this ring." "The ring encrusted with blood crystals has strong magical powers. If you don't believe it, please prove it." "Prove it with what?" "You will die and live again because of that man's love." I was silent, my throat felt dry and I couldn't ask any more questions. He stood up and I held his hand for a moment, asking for further information. "What if I don't wear this ring." "Just break it and there won't be any ties, you've won his heart but that doesn't mean there won't be any barriers between you," he said.

“I may not like your kind or you, but I would not want to purposely harm the baby.” I understood the complexity of our situation and offered reassurance with a determined resolve. “I know, but I believe we will make it out just fine,” I replied. The Queen Mother leading the chant. The words flowed in a melodic rhythm, carrying the weight of ancient wisdom and power. The symbols on their foreheads seemed to shimmer with a faint, mystical light as they invoked the spirits and energies needed to awaken my dormant abilities. As the ritual continued, I felt the energies intensify within and around me. The crystal against my heart radiates warmth.

One enduring kingdom. At the center of the clearing stood Elder Rowan, his ceremonial white robes embroidered with intricate silver thread that shimmered beneath the moonlight. Before him rested the ancient stone altar, its weathered surface deeply etched with the sacred symbol of the Moon Goddess. Upon the smooth stone lay two simple silver bands. They held no flashing jewels, no heavy royal crests, and no gold gilding. There were only beautifully intertwined vines engraved around the exterior of each ring. "The strongest, most unbreakable bonds," Elder Rowan had once taught the young pups of the pack, "require absolutely no decoration."

I’d had it made for her, when I still loved her completely. “May the Lord bless these rings that you give to each other as a sign of your love and fidelity. Amen.” I took her ring from his hand and slid it onto Kaelis’ finger. “Take this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.” Kaelis’ fingers were shaking as she took my ring and slid it on my finger. “Take this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.”

The sound filled the hollow, thick with energy and bursting with Earthen magic. Ezekiel raised his hand and suddenly, a ring of silver fire erupted in the middle of the altar. Rhiannon's jitters became worse. She had seen this before. Ezekiel had done this all before during their mating ceremony the last time, but why was it so different to her today? Why was it that anytime she looked at him..., she saw someone else instead? One of the elders then stepped forward, holding a small bowl filled with the sacred oil drawn from the Moonflower that belonged to the Pack.

Jax's voice cuts off abruptly, his presence vanishing like smoke as the bracelet's protection wraps around my consciousness like armor. "I'm okay," I whisper to Knox, my voice steadier now that the pain has receded. "Just... overwhelmed by the sacred energy." Knox's expression remains worried, but he nods as Elder Lina begins the ancient incantations that will call forth the wolf spirits. The ceremony proceeds exactly as it should. As the moon reaches its zenith, a magnificent wolf spirit materializes above the pool—silver and ethereal, its eyes holding the wisdom of countless generations. The wolves gasp in unison as the spirit's blessing washes over us all, bringing healing, strength, and

He went to the bathroom to clean himself up without a concern as to what would happen to Renata. She pulled herself together and sobbing all the way she made it to the bathroom. She locked the stall and kept wailing and wailing. She stopped when the gong reverberated loudly. What did the gong mean? Was something else happening? Should she come out or stay here alone? She had no answers.

Finally, the elder turned to Athena, She held out a delicate ring, shimmering with an ethereal glow. "This ring," the elder whispered, "holds the power of invisibility. With it, you shall be able to move undetected, slipping through shadows and outwitting your foes. But remember, true strength lies not in the power of the ring, but in the mind that wields it." Athena's eyes widened with excitement as she slipped the ring onto her finger. She knew that with this gift, she would be able to navigate the treacherous paths that lay before them, unseen and unstoppable.

I stared at myself in the mirror trying to think through the headache, could it be Elisa was repelling the voices? How? I stared at my wedding ring, my head trying to wrap my head round the whole situation. Topaz was rumored to be a blessed stone from heaven, I believe much in religious stuff, but I decided to give it a shot, I even had the stones further blessed in a church before they were made into the rings. I had given up hope on it working when I still heard the voices on the night of our wedding. It seems like when we are together, our stones actually negate the voices.

I made sure all the rings looked identical but that they were customized as well. Osiris’s ring was black tungsten symbolizing his black hair, and black wolf, with 6 small unheated teal sapphires embedded in the band, symbolizing the teal color of his eyes and the six of us within this mate bond. Inside it was engraved with mine and his initials and the word “Gorgeous”.