Gojo Rings Novels & Stories

Without saying a word, Jiu You blinked her eyes and peeked at the rings on their fingers from the corner of her eyes. Chu Xun was amused after seeing her expression, and he took out a small ring. Jiu You was small, and her fingers were slender, so Chu Xun specially made a small ring for her. Seeing this, Jiu You grabbed the ring eagerly and put it on her finger, and then she bound the ring with her through a drop of her blood. Generally speaking, ordinary Storage Rings couldn't be bound to anyone, but Chu Xun set a magic formation on their rings. Thus, except for their owners, others couldn't open them.

I choked back thе tears аѕ Jоеl рlасеd thе rіng back оn mу fіngеr, ѕеаlіng іt wіth аnоthеr kiss. “Thеrе, this dоеѕn’t come оff аgаіn.” Hе placed hіѕ оwn rіng bасk on too, forging thе ѕресіаl unіоn bоndіng us together. “Nеvеr,” I whіѕреrеd, ѕtrоkіng the ring with mу thumb. It would nеvеr lеаvе mу finger. Evеr.

The two of them had been slaving away for an hour trying to pick the perfect rings. Samson had picked out a three-stone ring with hexagon moss agate and moissanite set in black gold. The ring had a string of leaves above the three stones truly signifying Gertrude's connection to nature. Samson commented that the ring would fit Gertrude well.

I designed barefoot, hair in a messy bun, hands permanently stained with graphite and metal dust. Each piece was a confession. A scream. A prayer. “I want a ring that looks like it’s biting back,” I told Kai one night. “Define biting,” he said dryly. “Dangerous. Protective. Obsessive.” He smirked. “Ah. Trauma jewelry.” “Exactly.” Aria nearly dropped her gemstone tray laughing. But when Kai handed me the first prototype—blackened gold spiraling around itself like a coiled predator, edges jagged, interior smooth—I almost cried.

Reality dawned on me. It wasn’t that Joey didn’t want to raise a wolfless pup. He was only after a pup with Anna. Pathetically, it took me four years to see him for who he was. I set down my phone and raised my right hand. A three-carat diamond ring glistened on my ring finger. Joey gave me the ring at our mating ceremony. However, Anna helped him to pick one out. On the same day Joey had given me the rock, Anna received a ten-carat diamond necklace.

He asked the jeweler who nodded his head in understanding. “On the inner side, I want you to carve the words “ödülüm”. It means My Reward on the ring for Connan, and “Aşkım” for the other ring”. Josh gave him the paper with exact words and font. “Perfect. Yes I can do it”. The jeweler said confidently. “Great. How many days will it take?” Bolt leaned back in his seat. He was relaxed now. They had actually drawn the rings accordingly. “Give me fifteen days, sirs”. He connected the mobile with his 3D printer and took multiple prints from every angle for a clear design.

The other four guys with me seemed at ease, professionals, while I was a fidgety mess, dropping things and sweating. The guys were all annoyed with me but I tried to pull it together long enough to get the job done without issues, even grabbing some jewelry for myself, that jewelry that was now burning a hole in my pocket, that jewelry I was now going to give the love of my life for her birthday present. What a great boyfriend I am.

With a grin, I pulled it out, sensing Vigo's curiosity. "What's this?" Vigo's curiosity danced playfully in his mental tone. I chuckled. "A piece of history." Opening the box, I revealed the jade ring adorned with gold and silver, its significance understood by both of us. Vigo's thoughts resonated with approval. “Ah, the symbol of Silverfang’s Luna.” "Exactly," I agreed, closing the box with a contented sigh. "I'm going to propose, Vigo. Tomorrow." "It’s about time!" Vigo's excitement was contagious, his presence practically buzzing in my mind. I couldn't blame him, as I felt the same way.

My curiosity rose, and I held my breath, waiting with bated breath as I anticipated what he could possibly have in store for me. His hand emerged from his pocket, revealing a small, elegant jewelry box that glistened in the soft light of the room. He carefully opened it, displaying two stunning silver rings that seemed to radiate an aura of timeless elegance and luxury. "Wow," I breathed, my eyes widening in awe as I took in the beauty of the rings. "These are beautiful." The rings sparkled, their intricate designs catching the light and mesmerizing me with their brilliance. Lorenzo gently took one of the rings and, with the utmost care, slid it onto my finger. It fit perfectly, as if it wer

Joel never performed. He opened the box and held it between us. The ring was simple and elegant. A single, clear stone set in a plain gold band. It was perfect. It was exactly the kind of ring a woman who hated unnecessary complications would want to wear for the rest of her life. Joel looked at my face, holding my gaze completely.