Harem Ring Novels & Stories

Harran was named after her aunt, because of her beautiful features and that resembled her. The name Harran is of Sumerian origin’ meaning ' home of the Queens and Kings’. Harran was an ancient city situated in the middle ea. Yasmin’s grandmother liked the ring to it. To her it sounded ancient and perfect for her daughter(Yasmin's aunt) because she cherished her for the beauty she possessed and treated her like a queen while her mother was a bit in the shadows and ignored because she was plain, no attractive features!, NO wonder the childless wealthy aunt also took a liking to Harran when they were children and begged her mother to let her take her. Yasmin's parents were mor

All for the price of this little beauty’s head! A maniacal glee of happiness erupted from the corrupted man. Ravager was ready to deliver the final blow when he sensed a threat heading his way and activated the ring on his left hand. This ring was a magic item that allowed him to cast a shield over his body as a tornado of flames hit him directly in the back.

“Perfect.” “I don’t know if it would fit around your finger.” King Harvey shrugs. “Elena, there are plenty of ways to accessorize.” In horrible silence, I watch as my husband tries to put the ring on his left ring finger. It almost goes all the way through, but it stops halfway through. In a flash, King Harvey pulls his sword from his side and shows me the small metal chain attached to the end of his sword. “A charm?” “Why not, Elena? Forever at my side.” King Harvey proclaims as he melds the wavy ring to the end of the chain with a snippet of red energy.

She whispered in awe, "Oh God, this is so beautiful." It was an Almandine Jewel ring, shaped like a sun inside the moon, the opposite of their imprinting mark. Now the man really understood that Harriet had never pried too much into his mind. If she did, she would also find out about the ring long before this. "But why didn't you think I would give you a ring?" "Because of this," Harriet pointed into her own chest. Lycans never had the need to have a couple rings because of their natural imprinting marks.

Jacob smiled as he led Midnight Dancer away. The next few hours were filled with gift-giving and conversation. Grace’s favourite gift was from Erin, an Assassin’s Ring. An Assassin’s ring is a ring that had a concealed blade that would pop out when a button was ⎌pressed on the band. This Assassin’s ring was exquisitely made out of Gold and decorated with a pretty vine pattern. There was no way anyone would be able to tell what it was by looking at it.

Harlan prompts. "I vow to offer my vulnerability," I say, my voice ringing clear. "And to demand your respect. I vow to share my darkness and my light. I vow to be bound with you, eternally." Harlan nods. "The rings." Lena steps forward, holding a cushion. These aren't just metal. They are smart-rings, black titanium with a vein of glowing blue light running through the center. Alex slides mine onto my finger. I slide his onto his.

Hikari’s reply came in words that emerged from the transparent gem on the fake nail of the ring. “You think about who you want to communicate with and then write what you want to communicate with them using the muter ring. It works even with traces of mana so I can use this but with a little more mana you can whisper into this ring and your message will travel to the person or people you are addressing while keeping them in your mind,” Zahir said, handing the ring to me. I looked at him. “These rings are a group of five rings. Four are with me and one is with prince Hikari. You can take this one,” he said. “I just hope you don’t disappear like this in the future. Everyone gets really worried

Unexpectedly, Hilda parted her lips slightly and commented, "Not bad. This ring does scream 'mistress' I think it suit you well!" Carmen's entire body trembled for a bit, and bursts of sparks were shooting out from her eyes. No, she's just putting on an act! The ring on Carmen's hand had become her greatest motivation and support. She vigorously showed her ring off and said. "This ring was designed and custom made by a well known designer. It'll suit any outfit and it's worth over fifty million!"

My whole attention is on that hand that is gently stroking the side of my hair. “Riley,” his voice is soft. Hoarse, like he is restraining a lot of emotions. Those eyes that tell me a million words which I am unable to understand. “That man had tried to rape a lady that isn’t a mate. If such things begin to be seen as normalcy and has no serious repercussion attached to it, this clan will be the worst place to be. He brings up his left hand. Something emerald glints on it. A ring. Very identical to something I have seen before. Something I own.

Which demon would love another? "But that is the reason why we wear our partner rings on the right hand. The only one who wears a ring on their left hand is the betrothed of a king. Like a wedding ring. For some reason, that custom stayed." Ren added to Briva's story. He proudly showed me his ring. It was a big diamond ring and I didn't doubt it was real. It was a weird thing to me, being partnered to more than one. But I guess it worked for them, and all the other kings. "Don't you get stuck everywhere?" I asked him with a smile. "All the time. Would you like a diamond?" He asked me in a sinister tone. I smiled at him.