Hope Mikaelson Rings Novels & Stories

There were a ton of details to fill him in. “Mikayla,” he snapped, with anger laboring. He misconstrued my intentions. “Baby relax,” I caressed his shoulders. His hand settles on my hips. “What I mean is that whenever I visit here and you wish to come to my side, the ring will take you anywhere in the Fairy Realm. All you have to do is think of me and tap it three times.” His breathing slowed and regulated. “Thank you, baby.” He tugged my hand to draw me closer and I recoiled. Questioningly, he raised an eyebrow at me, “Why?”

"Julian, the Moon Lantern is ready! Come here!" A silky voice interrupted, and a slender hand rested on Julian's shoulder. Kierra... Julian's eyes flickered for a split second. "We'll talk when I get back," he said coldly. The screen went black. A moment later, my phone buzzed. It was a wire transfer notification with a note: 【It's for the anniversary. Go get something pretty for yourself.】 Right then, Kierra updated her social media. She was wearing the moonstone diamond ring I had always dreamed of—the symbol of a Luna's status.

Not that. “What’s happening?” Mike’s voice came from behind me. “H-Huh? Nothing,” I stammered quickly, my throat dry. I swallowed hard, panic threatening to choke me. He couldn’t know. If he found out I’d lost the ring – oh God, he’d never forgive me. **** LMCD22

They loomed over him, coating like a heavy smoke, seeping into the very corners of the room, staining the stone walls, slipping between the cracks like the soft rasp between his staggered breath. Mykhol stood at his hearth with one hand braced against the mantle, fingers spread over the cold rock as if it could steady him. Firelight licked along the gold of his rings. Usually, the sight pleased him— a reminder of his position, his power—yet now? The metal only clicked when he shifted. A hollow and flinching murmur. Too small. An involuntary sound that felt too close to shackles than the symbol it should have been. As if even the precious metal could be rendered worthless… given the right pus

Gina's heart raced as she darted her eyes at his face; he seemed to be unconscious. Suddenly, her eyes caught the flashy rings on his finger. She could still remember what Xindy told her about the alpha's ring. There was a particular ring on his finger capable of sending her back to Earth, but there were so many rings on his finger. Which one of them was the ring of attorney? And how could she use it before the guard walked into the room to find her? She gulped hard as she moved her hands to his finger and attempted to pull out one of the rings, but it was stiff and seemed impossible to remove. She quickly moved to the next ring and attempted to pull it off his finger, but it equally seemed

"This ring. It wasn't here before." A thick black ring encircled Ace's finger, the metal seeming to absorb the light around it. Strange symbols were carved into its surface, and it radiated an otherworldly energy that made my skin prickle. "Where did this come from?" Dr. Hayes asked. My throat went dry. "I put it there. But it wasn't black before I put it" "You what?" "Two days ago. Marcus gave it to me. He said it was the Alpha King ring, that I should keep it with me."

> Quincy I stood in the outer corridor staring at the will o wisps while I waited for a certain mutt. It was quite late but I knew he’d be here. That mutt went as far as taking Maya’s ring off that I worked on for years and made sure the magic in it didn’t run out. Yet as soon as she started living with him a lot of magic was used up to seal her memories. She’s too far away so I wasn’t able to tell immediately that the ring was taken off since the magic in it depleted.

She replied and they both smiled while looking at each other before they both looked away… ** “Find out everything about him for me. What he eats, what he drinks, who he speaks to. I want to know what he does in the night and where they both go in the day. That bloody ring on his finger has this rare symbol on it and we need to steal that ring somehow, I want to see it and study it. It looks like an heirloom. It will tell us all what we need to know about the bastard.” Michael said to his men over the phone as he sat in his car. “Yes sir.”

They were there watching the whole time. Micah kisses my ring hand. "I had a tracker worked into the band, of your ring. As long as you have it, we can find you. All of us. My Angels, your Diamonds, Violetta is back at headquarters watching you as well. You will never be alone again. I promise you," he swears and I know he means every word. Micah won't let McAllister have me. I am safe. "But now that I've got you alone," he grins again, "It's time we have a little homecoming, oui?"

Probably shouldn't have done that, because the moment I called out his name, he became aware of me and pushed me away as I gasped and opened my eyes. I looked around, finding back to the place where we all were. "Dang, it... I need to be discreet next time." I grumbled, standing up and walking over to Jace and the others. "What happened?" Jace asked. "I saw him holding a ring which gave a strange death aura. Black and green hues surrounding it." I spoke what I saw. It took a moment for that to settle in Jace's mind before he gasped in realization. "The Necromancy ring!! Aahh I should've known!"