Hope Mikaelson Rings Novels & Stories

“I'm listening.” “The ring,” Marcus started, pausing as though bracing for my response. When I stayed quiet, he continued. “I found out which gang it belongs to. My guy said it wasn’t connected to Klaus, but….it might have something to do with Reid.” My pulse quickened. Reid. I didn’t trust him, not after everything. But still, the thought of him being tied to my family’s deaths made my stomach churn. “How?” Marcus exhaled slowly, choosing his words carefully. “The ring belongs to a gang called Black Fog. It’s a signet they wear to mark their membership. I dug deeper, Eugene.” He glanced at me, waiting, but I didn’t move.

Alpha Angelo asked nervously. “That's a special ring, and I know it's the reason you two are here. It's an heirloom of Diana's hunters generation. It's the most converted ring in the werewolves world. Now that I know your intensions and your identity, I want the both of you to take care of that ring. Only the chosen one will be able to use it correctly, if only it lands in correct hands,” Grandma Diana revealed. All the fear, the pressure and overthinking in Alpha's head evaporate without any trace. He couldn't thank Beta Dagon enough. He is the reason that Alpha Angelo caught that information.

Both the friends held each other and kept crying. “Where is Michel?” asked Hazel, gritting her teeth. “I threw him out of the hospital,” replied Sameeksha. “Good! If he comes close to her, I will kill him, I will kill him for sure,” growled Hazel. “I will be right behind you,” barked Ambrosia. “Sorry to interrupt,” suddenly Vicktor appeared. “Noo!! Get out! Get out before I kill you,” snapped Ambrosia. “Just hear me out and then you can kill me,” said Vicktor.

He didn't say a word, but his hazel-blue eyes were fixed on the ring, tracking every subtle flare of its internal light. Across the aisle, Marcus Vance pulled himself up onto a passenger bench, clutching his bruised ribs and breathing heavily. "You see it now, don't you?" he rasped, his voice thin against the cabin’s engine hum. "When Archon Malakor seized your family's assets, he thought the blueprint for the *Apex Relic* was stored in your mother’s lab mainframe. He spent months scouring the burnt-out ruins of the Vance Gym, running deep-earth radar sweeps, trying to find her primary data-vault. But he couldn't open the vault without the physical resonance signature of that ring."

As though someone had deliberately stopped it at that exact moment. Amelia felt sick. “Who is he?” Victor leaned closer to the screen. “I’ve never seen that mask.” Arthur frowned. Neither had he. Ethan replayed the final seconds repeatedly. The masked man’s right hand remained visible. On his little finger… He wore a distinctive gold ring engraved with a lion. Marcus’s eyes widened. “I’ve seen that ring before.” Everyone turned toward him. “Where?” Marcus hesitated. Then answered. “On the Chairman of Blackwood International.”

“Someone must have stolen it from him.” “It’s an important ring for me,” King Mason said. “So I hope you turn it back now before the guards start searching all of you.” The room erupted into whispers while I continued to be confused. I touched the ring in my hands and felt a dreaded feeling in my throat. “You know that stealing is a heinous crime—especially the ring of a precious king," Evelyn added. “And for that, we’re going to be searching all of you for the missing ring. And don’t you dare think of getting away with this. That ring has the special symbol of the Elixir kingdom, and it will be recognized right away,” Queen Grace said.

I just knew that Zelos fed from them, sucking the life force from them to regenerate himself. Sickened from the thought I looked around for Axel. “He is searching for any signs of Nick,” Rinn informed me. Traveling away from the horrid smell I spied a shiny object in the snow. Seeing it was a tourmaline ring I had Nick wear I searched for Axel and just told him I found it with a thought. “Where are you?” he responded. “Northeast by the trees. The ring is Nick's’ and must have fallen off when he shifted. Seeing a pile of discarded clothing I rushed back to meet Axel and showed him the spot.

This could be the lead I’d been chasing for weeks. I pulled the ledger out and held it close, flipping to the marked page. Rainwater dripped onto the paper, smudging some of the ink, but the symbols remained legible. I traced them with my finger, my mind racing: “Rose… brownish-blue… exactly like the base of the ring.” The ring Isabella had worn, the one that had almost killed me by proxy, the one now tied to the trail of poison that could finally point me toward the monsters I already knew.

"Yes. I will look for the same ring. And yes, I will remember all your words and advice, Lucia. In that case, I think I should go home now. And look for the same ring to replace our lost engagement ring." "All right. Let me drive you back now. You're going to look for the ring at the boutique, aren't you?" "Yes... thank you very much Lucia. You've helped me a lot." "No problem. Aren't friends supposed to help each other?" So after that, I took Felicity back to the same mall as before. And I didn't go along with Felicity to pick out the ring. I said that it was only Felicity who could find the exact same ring. And after that, I left and returned to The Bloodlust Moon Pack that had been It's b

Matthew said before leaving the room. Ambrose just nodded. He was at a loss for words. Ambrose got off the bed and walked inside their closet. He unlocked the jewelry drawer and played with the rings on his finger. He contemplated whether he wants to remove it or not but ultimately decided not to. When he was about to close the drawer, his eyes fell on a jewelry box. It was the same jewelry box he found in the cave. He grabbed the box and opened it. Inside was a thin silver wristband with engraved letters.