Ishtar Rings Of Power Novels & Stories

I opened my palm, staring rigidly at the new custom diamond ring meant for Planette. Just then, the smart home system chimed, “Welcome Home.” I turned to see Planette stepping through the front door, carrying herself as if she were the lady of the house. A cold realization hit me that Planette had already been registered in our facial recognition system. The soft, innocent facade she always wore was gone, replaced by a venomous smirk. She leaned in close, her breath hot against my ear, making sure I caught every single word. “Amara, I know you’re angry about the ring,” she whispered. “But there’s something worse that will tear you apart.”

The Human Emperor’s statue in the tomb suddenly shattered. "Pfft." A mouthful of fresh blood suddenly spewed out from Isaac's mouth, but the expression in his eyes grew even more crazed, and his aura didn't diminish at all. Jason's figure retreated backwards. At this moment, he was no match for Isaac, and even he felt a great threat. "What does he want to do?" Jason looked at the blind woman and asked. "He wants to break the seal and use his own bloodline to lead the hidden power of the ten swords." the blind woman said lightly.

She stood up. She dusted off her skirts and lowered her hands for Stretch to grab. Helping her granddaughter to her feet, she pulled Stretch into her arms. "Freely given. Freely accepted. The power belongs to the stars and to the ones who harness their power. For the past. For the present. For all eternity," Ari said into Stretch's hair. Getting to my feet, I waited for something to happen. Because something always happened when these selfish assholes made grand gestures. I held my breath.

'You are just wasting my time! Sidayo interrupts, 'A newborn child that came from two sacred clans is now under the tutelage of Galindra. Soon, she will use that child against you; to stop us from carrying out all our plans here in Yrthos; to burn the empire you're establishing to the ground. He could unite all the kingdoms and realms, and bring false peace to this wicked world by killing...you.' 'That can't happen!' Esper screamed as the fire blazed larger. She grasped the lip of the cauldron while her mouth is trembling and her eyes were glaring. 'Galindra! I will destroy you. I will not allow you to win. Not this time!'

Each word was dripping with poison, agony to my head as we stumbled and sprinted through the forest. I realized with a start that it was talking about me, and the places I had been so far in Iridian. The estate, with its charred bones and disheveled halls full of once happy memories. The amulet, a necklace that had to hold some shred of power for it to be so important. Finally, the starry lake. The lake that robs you of breath, but offers you a reprieve from the true pain that is life. The ghoul chasing us let out a silvery laugh, one that made Rayna's hackles raise. It knew it had gotten our attention--that we were listening now.

I know all this is going to cost a lot, but it'll be worth it, it has to. "That's it! Sorry for the delay, but the stones you chose were quite complicated to handle." Ishtar speaks and opens the box and I see that there are two bracelets there, one in a metallic red tone with black details and the other black with metallic red details, apart from this color difference, the two looked very similar. "That was the smallest object I could create." I looked away and saw that Ayla was still reading and sighed; she hadn't even raised her head to see what was going on, since neither Victor nor I had told her to.

I knew exactly how to manipulate the pride and boundless ambition of Ifrits. Zaahir, despite all his historic power, was absolutely no exception to the rule. The allure of seizing greater dominion, combined with the pure thrill of conquest, was a temptation he could never resist. “Tethys, you deceitful, wretched creature!” Zaahir’s voice boomed, hitting the cliffside with the force of a volcanic eruption. “You dare steal the Ring of the Pyromancer from my me? Return the artifact to me right now, or face the full fury of my eternal flames! Your borrowed magic is nothing compared to mine!”

"I think so. The witch said the horse I first past is the one I forget last. You were the one who first caught my attention." "Well, we'll see. Each of us represents different needs. If you catch the wrong horse, we can't help you. Let me introduce you to my family and you'll have to make a decision based on what suits you. My brother Ishtar. His black coat symbolizes power, elegance, death, evil, and power." Indra's brain is spinning. Damn, that's exactly what I need,she thinks, forgetting that the horse is telepathic and can hear her thoughts.

After a few moments of examination, he stood up and looked back towards the others. “ I’ve seen this kind of armor before when I was a Palace Guard. It’s a gift to the elites of the Ishtar Dynasty from the Naga. It allows whoever wears it to be completely hidden; no Tribal Trait can see them. It also allows them to blend in with their environment.” “ So, how do we know there aren’t others like this one waiting to strike us down?” Kronos asked. Acacius looked around, unease creeping across his face. “ We don’t,” he said.

Inside was a ring, not a diamond, but a heavy, raw-cut black sapphire surrounded by thorns of white gold. "The Santoro seal," Devi murmured, sliding it onto her finger. It was heavy, a physical weight that seemed to anchor her to the mattress. "Wear it tonight. Tomorrow, when we meet the families, I want them to see that you aren't just my wife. You're my ruthless second-in-command." Cali looked at the ring, her mean eyes narrowing. "You're giving me power? Real power? Or is this just another tracker with a prettier expensive face?"