Hypno Rings Novels & Stories

Joaquin could only make out his screams due to his heightened hearing. If he focuses hard enough, the memory doesn't seem too far. He could still hear him, crying in agony, sometimes calling his name. "Listen, witch," He shifts in his seat and moves closer. "This ring is made from your coven's magic, from your fellow coven troops, so maybe that's why you feel some weird connection to it. I'll give it to you if you promise to help me kill the last immortal aside from me." "I don't want to kill anyone," Hiro confesses outright.

“You’re joking, right? You can’t seriously expect me to wear this.” Heros spoke, voice cold and final. “You will. And you won’t take it off.” He didn’t need to explain the tracker. We all knew. The ring monitored body temperature and location. If she ever tried to remove it or run, we would know instantly. Liora’s fingers trembled as she picked up the smaller ring. For a long moment, she simply stared at the inscription. Then, with a quiet sigh of resignation, she slid it onto her finger.

Julian had told her once, in the quiet of the orchard, that the ring was a Grounding-Rod. "Julian didn't just give me a ring," Clara said, a slow, defiant smile breaking across her face. "He gave me the Off-Switch." She didn't try to fight Sterling. She didn't try to hack the console. She took the copper ring and pressed it directly into the "Vance-Harmonic" locket at her throat. The reaction was instantaneous. The copper—the most primitive conductor—short-circuited the high-frequency golden light of the sphere.

It will take the life essence it needs in order to nullify evil, if that’s more than Hilda has to give, it will drain her. “Hilda, you should be able to tell when the ring is working. I’m sure it will react in the presence of any deception and start actively working to dispel illusions if anyone is casting in your vicinity.” I’m very grateful that the ring seems to recognize my magic and accept it as benevolent. I feel like a kindergartner in the presence of the school principal. “What is it made of?” Soren asks, leaning down to try and get a closer look. Hilda holds the ring up and it glows in the moonlight. “Nothing I’ve ever seen before,” she murmurs, glancing toward me.

someone asked, and there was silence again. “Definitely. And what do you mean by ‘also’?” interjected another. “Friends, please calm down. I will explain everything in a moment.”Everyone fell silent. The Great Guardian took a shining gold ring from his pocket and put it on the table for all to see. “This is the ring of air. But... it is only a ring. The divine power that had been hidden in this diamond for centuries has been passed on to the next wearer.” The room was so quiet that you could hear the beating of the hearts of those listening.

— one of them speaks. The footsteps come closer, and I feel like they're very close to where we are. Dagma's diamond shines, must be sensing we're in danger. My ring also manifests, emits a light with a purple color, and a voice echoes through my mind. Use the ring, use the ring...

“I have this moment of constant déjà vu.” “Please explain to me.” “I am standing outside in the bright sunlight.” “What are you doing there?” he asks in that same soothing tone. “I am looking at my hand. I am also hearing a voice coming from the tree.” “What are you seeking in your hand that isn’t there?” “Rings…” she sounded very puzzled. “Kismet…” “Ah yes…I know what you mean.” “You do?” she questioned intrigued. “Tell me, as I am confused.” “Once upon a time I met this beautiful gypsy. She told me the tales of kismet…that the rings always tell their own individual truth.”

He didn't speak for a long beat. "Better?" she asked, smoothing the silk. Sion stood up, buttoning his jacket. He walked over to her, reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a ring box—velvet, heavy, and definitely not a prop. He opened it to reveal a diamond so large it looked like a weapon.

There was something in the tension in her shoulders, a slight, almost unnoticeable change, that caught his attention. “Yes. Estacio received a ring, earrings, and a bracelet set. He gave me the ring. I believe you people have taken it in as evidence.” “What can these pieces do?” “I don’t know the specifics. But the ring enhances my magical senses. It can also detect the Gifted and it tells me when someone is using their Gift,” the dwarf said, glancing meaningfully at Alisa. “For the earrings and bracelet, I suppose it does something similar. The ones Estacio had may not be the only one of its kind. I bet they even gave him a trial product. But they were well-made and would definitely be wort