Elden Ring Untouchable Novels & Stories

I pried it open, feigning casual interest. Inside was an obnoxiously expensive-looking diamond set, but all I saw was her—a girl with short hair, probably wearing nothing but a bathrobe, playfully dangling a necklace just like this one. I imagined the messy sheets, the romantic lighting, the fresh kiss marks Edward had left on her skin. Bile burned the back of my throat. Just one more month. I just had to survive one more month in this kingdom of lies. Nothing was going to stop me from leaving. "Thank you, Daniel," I said, my voice dangerously soft.

We moved swiftly, his arm guiding me like a shield. But just as we were escaping from the media, we were met with two familiar faces. Zane and Elora. Elora's eyes sparkled with disgust and hate as she walked up to me. She was dressed in crimson–her funny attempt at screaming power and possession. "Did you come to the event on purpose?. How much did you pay the host to put on a show for you?" "Heiress to Smith Holdings? Bllsht." "You just wanted to get close to Zane, didn't you? You're already divorced. How dare you try to steal him back from me?" Her gaze darkened.

“Tread carefully, Miss Vale. This academy is not yours to command.” Her jaw tightened. “Then perhaps it’s time someone changed that.” Dorian’s expression hardened. “Defiance has a cost. Remember that.” --- later that night, someone knocked on Elara door, she opened it to reveal a man with a box in his hands. "Am asked to deliver this to you," he said and walked away before she could ask who had sent it. She took the box in placing it on her desk and opened it with trembling hands. Her mother's wedding ring was inside, bent, broken, and twisted beyond recognition. A note slipped free.

“Five golden rings. You’ll wear them, Everywhere they’ll fit and you’ll come to my office Christmas party wearing nothing else under your dress.” He stands, the others follow him out. The door closes. Elara remains chained to the floor covered in them, trembling, wrecked. Her phone buzzes somewhere across the room. She can’t reach it but she knows who it is. Daniel, probably asking if she’s free for a late dinner. She laughs a broken, breathless sound. Eight days left. And she’s never going to wash this night off her skin.

She was also a lesbian and I knew that was perfect. “Thank you, Tara.” I take the box, opening it to show a gold and diamond studded collar. I lift it and face Selene. “This is for you. So, no one can question that you are off limits.” I place the collar around her neck. It locks into place effortlessly. It was like it was made for her. The gold and diamond choker fitting perfectly around he slender neck. She bits her bottom lip as her breathing catches from my contact with her soft, warm skin.

Sean walked to the side of the bed. Noticing his shadow, Eli looked at him and sat upright. Sitting down at on the edge of the bed, Sean held on to Eli's left hand and put a diamond ring on her ring finger. Eli noticed that he had already worn the diamond ring on his finger. The diamond was huge, and there was a letter "L" engraved inside it. Holding Sean's hand, Eli turned her hands around and looked at the diamond ring on his finger.

“You owe me?” “Well,” he said, adjusting his cufflinks with a half-smile, “You did warn me about surviving what’s coming. I think I deserve to know what that means.” Selene let the silence hang just long enough to make him uneasy. Then she tilted her head, eyes glittering. “Fine. But I don’t do cheap lunches, Mr. Gluten.” “Then I’ll make sure it’s memorable.” *** The restaurant was one of those tucked-away sanctuaries of the elite, all glass walls and muted jazz, with waiters who moved like shadows.

she took out a bracelet Elin kept in her safe. It was glistening and shiny light pink in color with a heart embedded in it. Elin slowly let her fist lose its clutch and turned back. The first thing she did was to take the bracelet away from her hand and put it back in its respective box, “Go out Cory, I need to change”. Her tensed shoulder and cold expression doesn’t befitted Cory, she find it weird to withhold. How can the Elin, who have always been fond of her suddenly be cold toward her.

He opened the box slowly. “Taraaa…” Inside it was a simple yet elegant sparkling ring. Delya fell silent. Before she could say anything, Elang had already bent down on one knee in front of her. A few people passing by turned to look curiously. “At first,” Elang said softly but clearly, “I really thought this was just responsibility.” Delya looked at him without expression. “But as the days went by,” he continued, “you became more adorable. More stubborn. More annoying.”

Don't get me wrong, Daniel always sends money monthly for my upkeep but all throughout the five years we have been married, he had never gotten me a gift, not even a bracelet. “Hey, why are you crying?” Roland asked quickly, looking alarmed. “If you don’t like it, I can get the old one repaired. It’ll just take some time.” “What? No, I love it,” I said, wiping my tears. “Don’t mind me. I’m just being silly.” A sharp burning sensation shot through my face when I touched it. Confused, I quickly opened the phone’s camera and gasped at my reflection. My face was covered in bruises and bandages, there were red and purple blotches everywhere. A horrified sound escaped my lips.