Feyre Ring Novels & Stories

Kuya Kali suddenly asked, bringing me back to my trance. "He's just around here, he's just at the entrance of the Fey Wild, so come on." It was a simple promise from Santos Esmeralda that we immediately agreed to, the Fey wild is the area that covers Floresta Encantada, as if Floresta Encantada was just a town of Fey Wild.

Tears glisten in my eyes, mirroring the diamond that twinkles with a light that could rival even the second star to the right in Peter Pan's Neverland. I stand there, feeling as if time has paused, leaving only the three of us in this enchanted moment. Kayden and Jayden's vows reverberate in my ears, wrapping my heart in a tapestry of emotions. As if pulled by invisible strings, my hands reach for the velvet box that holds two gleaming rings, one for each of them. The rings are made of ethereal white gold, their edges adorned with intricate carvings that remind me of the spirals in Moana's heart of Te Fiti.

"It’s a Log. Every failed iteration, every 'Glitched' species that didn't make the cut... they were dumped here in the debris field." The Sapphire Ring Dominating the center of the sector was the Grand Stack Core—a titanic ring of sapphire energy that spanned a diameter larger than Earth's orbit. It pulsed with a rhythmic, heavy beat, like the heart of a sleeping god. "The Ring is the source of the 'Reclaiming' signal," Rhys analyzed. "But it's being choked. Look at the perimeter." Surrounding the sapphire ring were thousands of black, jagged obelisks—the Eraser Spires. They were draining the blue energy, turning it into the grey "Null-Wave" that was deleting the universe.

whispered Astrid while staring blankly at the ring. The ring glowed and loosened. It grew bigger and bigger to form a chakram with a diameter of sixteen centimeters. Astrid grasped the inside of the chakram and swung it around. The chakram felt very light but so strong and sharp. "Dovah Ring," whispered Astrid. "Dragon Ring," whispered Astrid. The chakra shrank back to ring size. Astrid pinned the ring back to her ring finger. "Dovah Incognito," whispered Astrid.

the past him corrected, opening it to reveal inside a beautiful silver ring covered in various small gems, with a fairly large blueish gem on top. Christen was at a loss for words at the sight of it “F-Fenris. Is that...?” she stuttered out. “Yes. An engagement ring. Or so I hope it is.” As werewolves never do things such as prepare these rings for anything involving a marriage, Ferris was not entirely sure what sort of ring would be deemed appropriate to use as an engagement ring for humans, and went with his gut on the design.

Their bond. She whispered again to the ring. > “It’s confirmed. The bond is not broken.” The ring flared. Heat spread across her palm. A whisper answered in her ear—too faint to understand. But she nodded anyway. She turned and slipped into the corridor like smoke. Her footsteps left no trace. [Ferra’s Secret Meeting] Later that night, under the bowels of the palace, Ferra entered a chamber lit only by rune flames—blue and pulsing. A hooded figure turned.

I let it sit. “So what are our terms?” I asked finally. “Because I don’t like his.” Lucian’s smile was quick and tired. “We make a smaller ring inside a larger one. Double wards: hedge and house. We ask the gorse to be mean, the stones to be literal, and the wind to take instruction. We tie the circle to you so it knows your rhythm. If the fae step through again, they step into a mouth.” Maeve perked. “A mouth we close.”

"At least you can admit that you are strange. I just have to do a few things before we join the others." Fenrir closes the door and uses the teleportation ring to hide the ring of power next to his journal. 'I can't afford to lose this too. As for the ring of teleportation, I just have to keep it on me at all times. If I ever need the use of that ring, I can grab it at any time.'

And then suddenly a familiar blinding light flashed in front of our eyes and a portal opened. Faelern, Fiyona and Valerie stepped out. "What are you doing here?" I shouted so they could hear my voice over everything else. "Viktoria is going to come here!" Fiyona shouted back. What? She's at home! And she is definitely not coming here! The three of them formed and circle and held hands. And then the inside of the circle turned jet black. I couldn't see what was happening clearly. And then another blinding flash hit out eyes that made me cover them with my arm.

Violet’s hand tightened. “Found what?” Kael asked. Rhea inhaled a sharp, broken breath— And the images exploded behind her eyes. A mountain temple… A grave… A ring glowing with red fire… AURA devouring it… She was seeing everything. Every step. Every breath. Every moment of AURA’s fury. Her voice shook, but she continued: “The ring… it held his Heartfire. His… rune… the mark of who he truly is… the power witches stole when they trapped him…”