Harem Ring Novels & Stories

>> both ladies shook their heads but Romaine just looked at me so I walked over to him and we both moved out of ear shot. [[ I should not be asking for this as a man but given the circumstances, I will repay you once I get back on my feet out here ]] << no need, just tell me what you need >> he looked down at a wedding set then back up at me, [[ I know it’s not something practiced in our world among our kind but I’ve always promised myself I would give her one but never got the chance to ]] they were gold rings, the man’s ring had a design all around it and the woman’s band had the same to match with the third ring being the one with the Diamond, a Pink Princess Cut Diamond with small Pink D

It was both comforting and heart-wrenching to hear him speak again. "I have left you with the Golden Emperor Dragon Ring, an heirloom that holds not only our family's history but also a powerful connection to the ancient arts of martial prowess and healing," Jason continued. "This ring is no mere vessel for knowledge; it is a conduit that will help you unlock your full potential."

"Ah uh ah! Check your phone for my banking details and send the 50g's. I am sure it is a worthy price for the job I am doing. Is the girl worth that amount?" "Don't question her worth." Gregory pulled out his phone and instantly transferred the amount that was asked. She was worth more, he knew that. Oz stuck his hand in his pocket and pulled out a ring. "What must I do with an oversized, cheap lucky packet ring?" Gregory almost barked. He was disappointed at what he saw. He expected Oz to cast a love spell of some sort. " You fool. It isn't just any ring. This is the ring of the ancient Roman queen, Archuletta. It is the ring of no sin. A ring that will make her forever yours, even against

Sedar said hoarsely, his eyes focused intently on the ring. "The Scarlet Halo is an 18-karat white gold oval ruby-centred diamond halo with a diamond shank. The gem is symbolic of romance, wealth, and success. Alluring and refined in equal measure" "I'll take it," Sedar drawled, passing him the ring with a lopsided grin on his face. "That sounds exactly like my wife." He pulled his credit card from his wallet and slid it across the table. "Do you want to know the cost, Mr Ozturk?" The elderly gentleman inquired, hesitating to swipe the card without first inquiring. "No, my wife is priceless when it comes to me."

My heart slammed against my ribs like it was trying to claw its way out of my chest. And in that moment, when he stepped so close, I caught a glimpse of his hand through the kitchen mirrors. There was a ring on his big thumb. It was a thick band, black with a silver trim, and etched into it was a strange sigil, an intricate spiral pattern shaped like a serpent biting its own tail, circled by what looked like tiny runes. I blinked rapidly. I had seen that ring before. But where did I see it? Where?! My mind raced, digging through memories, trying to place it but nothing came to mind.

She don't know what a man's heart is made of. "What?" Leroy asked. "Look!" Sarena said calmly, pointing to the ring on her ring finger. A gold ring with a beautiful pink diamond circled in it. "I can't marry anyone anymore because I'm already married now." Leroy was surprised to hear Sarena's words and examined the ring. It was indeed a wedding ring and it was clear that the ring was very expensive because the pink diamond that decorated the ring was the most expensive and rare type of diamond.

The words settled heavily between them, and Halrem felt her heartbeat shift beneath the silver collar at her throat. Draevor noticed it immediately, as he always did, and the amusement in his expression softened into something quieter, warmer, and infinitely more dangerous. “You wear my engagement ring like armor,” he murmured. Halrem instinctively glanced at her left hand, where the engagement ring of the Black Dominion gleamed beneath the observatory lanterns, its dark northern gemstone framed by intricate silverwork resembling intertwining claws. It was undeniably beautiful, and she realized with quiet annoyance that she had absentmindedly touched it several times that morning.

For three years, I had trekked back and forth between territories, harvesting rare herbs to stabilize their weak constitutions. And this was the payoff. To my own pups, I was nothing but a "wicked" obstacle. Without a word, I turned and walked away. The villa was quiet when I returned. I opened the wardrobe and stared at the heavy, ornate gowns meant for an Alpha's Luna. I packed one old suitcase with my family's herbal journals. That was everything I packed. Those were mine and had nothing to do with this pack or Julian. When I finally pulled off the Iron Claw wedding band, the cold metal left a stinging ache on my skin.

The atmosphere inside the private room was extremely strange. Stacy sat in the main seat, wearing a delicate white dress. Her eyes were red and swollen, making her look undeniably pitiful. Around her sat four top-tier big shots, including Lewis, Shadowfang, and Reviver. In the center, a man idly twirled a lighter. He was Cyrus Richmond, the heir of a top-tier elite family in the capital circle and the second-highest spender on our server.

" I leaned in closer to hear her; the gaze sends a shiver down my spine. "CIRCULUM," she said. "What's the CIRCULUM?" My curiosity piqued, "It's a very powerful golden ring to wake the dead," she sounded serious about it. "You mean the golden CIRCULUM locked away in Shadowfang Vault?" My eyes opened widely. "The powerful golden ring that can wake the dead!" "Yes," I stepped away from her; this isn't the Hira I fell in love with. I walked to the entrance of her dimly lit room; she walked slowly behind me and quickly held my hand.