Greed Island Ring Novels & Stories

“Good! Ms. Clark, I like your style! As it happens, I have a new project that needs a reliable partner. Shall we talk on the way?” Noah completely panicked. He knew very well that if Mr. Parker walked away, the company would lose its biggest source of funding. “Mr. Parker! Please don’t go! We haven’t finished discussing our cooperation!” He rushed forward, trying to grab Damien. The bodyguards immediately stepped in to block him. “Mr. Anderson,” Damien said coldly. “Before doing business, learn how to be a decent person. Without integrity, business won’t last.” With that, he walked toward the back seat of my car.

Corie says, rolling her eyes at me. “Roll those eyes at me again granddaughter and I’ll make sure you go back to the future without helping us.” I warn. She immediately clammed up, sealing her lips as if she were locking them with a key and then throwing said key over her shoulder. Women are strange. “The island we are going to is known as the Thrice Cursed Island so you need to be aware of your surroundings. We have never made landfall there, so we don’t know what we will find there. Since we found out that the Moon Goddess and witches are in fact real, we need to be prepared for anything.” William explains.

"I promise to stand with you as your equal partner, in leadership and in life. I promise to be your peace when the world is chaos, your truth when doubts arise, your home no matter where we may be. And I promise that my heart, which has always been yours, will remain yours until my last breath and beyond." The ring bearer—Liam's young cousin, a boy of about seven with the same Lockdown blue eyes—approached then, carrying a small velvet pillow with their rings. The bands gleamed in the golden light, one slightly broader than the other but both crafted from the same rare metal mined from pack lands, inlaid with tiny sapphires and diamonds that caught the light like captured stars. Liam took th

" I came back to myself and forced down all the thoughts I was having in my heart before gently placing my hand in his. His palm was warm and dry with a reassuring strength. The rest of the ceremony seemed to move on fast-forward. The ring exchange, the vows… Hugh remained calm and composed through it all. As for Shawn, he stood off to the side like an outsider, his face turning even paler as it darkened. It was quite a sight. Suzie bit her lip hard, her eyes filled with jealousy and resentment. Before Hugh woke up, everyone had thought he would not make it, and Shawn was the only heir. But now that Hugh was fine, Shawn was just an illegitimate son with no place in their circle.

I replied, leaning into him for a brief moment of stolen peace. ​Leo cleared his throat, looking slightly uncomfortable but determined to keep us on schedule. He was tapping a glass rod against a tuning fork, the sound biting and sharp. “The Jade Fleet is less than twenty-four hours from the outer islands. If we want to be ghosts by the time they arrive, we have to start the transition now. The frequency needs time to settle, to wrap itself around the cliffs like a fog. If we wait until they are in the harbor, the ripple will be too obvious. They will see the distortion.”

Dark storm clouds were before us, just like my dream, that circled around the island at the center. The island that held Silisk. “That’s the most evil-looking island that I have ever seen,” Trei commented, making me turn to him. “So islands have faces now?” “Oh, come on. You know exactly what I mean. Can’t you see the numerous jagged rocks on the island? If that doesn’t look evil to you, then I don’t know what does.” He said while pointing to the island. He was right. There was something about the island that makes you want to cower and want to turn back. Though, I just can’t point out why.

“Multiple rings of surveillance. Guards rotated every three hours. The entire island is on lockdown. No entrances except the private dock and the helipad. They’ve sealed both.” Leonard’s jaw flexed. Of course Julian would lock the place down, after the media explosion, after the headlines, after dragging Elara and the kids away. “Get me the coordinates,” Leonard said immediately. The man hesitated. “Sir, even with coordinates, getting in is nearly impossible. The island has sonar sweeps. It detects incoming craft. You’d need permission to land. And without it...” “I didn’t ask for a lesson on impossibility.” Leonard’s voice cut like a blade. “I asked for the coordinates.”

Nyssa's POV: For the first time in what felt like forever, I was at peace. I smiled to myself, adjusting the sleeve of my shirt while I looked down at the reflection of the crest on my new ring. For the first time since the night Damien had proposed to me, I could actually study it without feeling guilty about holding something that wasn’t mine. The crested ring of the Viscount Pack was a simple silver band with the crest of the Silver Ridge Pack engraved fully on it. The ring was made of diamond, and the cresting was made from gold.

Yasmin followed up on the address to thank the man but almost turned back when she arrived at the gate. The unfathomable site before her had made her too ashamed that she almost gave up on her endeavour. She felt inadequate as she stood before neatly dressed guards carrying rifles. Standing behind a gigantic metal gate, in the distance; about two hundred meters stood a set of three large villas, one was painted in white, one in cream and yellow and the other one seemed like a glassy building. A pond with a fountain stood in the middle of the gate and villas about one hundred meters from the gate and the gravelled road split into three after the fountain. In the front of the first two story v

She couldn’t help but notice the new greys in his hair and beard, and her eyes raised at the glasses he took from a draw when he turned to his paperwork. Maddie sucked her teeth, knowing he was purposefully taking his time and turned her gaze to the floor-to-ceiling window behind him. It looked out over the entire pack, and they were even high enough to see the beginnings of the docks that laid at the east of their island. Beaches laid either side of the docks, but the terrain soon steepened to cliffs, which built to their highest point in the west where the packhouse stood proud, looking over its territory. The round island wasn’t far from the mainland but was large enough to house the 1500