Jared Stackable Rings Novels & Stories

Omega Yna cleared her throat, “The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Do you know that phrase?” “In other words, help us to help you take revenge on Xander's pack for the deed that they did to you,” Alpha Zavier added. “I can't but what I want you to know is that, the ring is in the Xander's pack throne room. To get it is a deadly war, the only person that can have it is either you are the chosen one or you are the heir of that ring,” Chad revealed. “Exactly, you come from that generation and that automatically makes you the heir. You will help us get it from them,” Alpha Zavier stated.

“I want that, too.” “Then say you will.” “I’ll marry you.” He rises, cheeks damp with tears, and leans down, his mouth angled over mine. “Say it again.” “Yes. I’ll marry you, Aris. I’ll make us rings. I’ll make them right now.” I make his out of iron with gems made from nickel and platinum, turned into smoky diamonds under my touch. My ring is a thinner band, but the same. A beautiful, imperfect duet. He inspects them as they rest on the granite to cool, perfectly sized and glittering in the light of the setting sun, and I move on, my powers beautifully stable as I begin to piece the diadem back together, repairing lengths of iron that remind me vividly of the spires of the castle. In fact,

No turning back now. I moved to the large oak table in the center of the room. The wooden box, simple yet ornate, was already there—Caden must’ve brought it. It was made of dark, polished mahogany, etched with ancient pack symbols. Inside, nestled on a bed of velvet, were three silver rings, each precisely crafted, cold and gleaming in the dim light. They were etched with the delicate curve of a crescent moon and the intricate, interwoven lines of our bloodline’s crest.

she yelled and threw herself at me. The crowd that was watching us stopped her. She could not reach me, so she collapsed on the floor and wept for her grandchild. Jared fell to his knees. He took out a small box from his pocket. There were two rings inside. The smaller ring had a huge diamond on top. I looked at my simple silver ring. Jared had bought that from a small jewelry shop when he proposed to me. It had lost its luster over the years. It turned out that love was this obvious.

Yet, since he had influential and wealthy friends, I knew there had to be more behind his rigid and stoic exterior. I wondered when— or if— I would ever get to see that side of him. With time, perhaps. Maybe. “What about this one?” While my mind wandered, my body followed Jared around the jewelry store. He stood in the center of the store when he caught my attention, his gaze fixed on a set of rings that appeared slightly more special than the others due to their placement in a separate glass cube. “Which one?” I asked, leaning forward to better distinguish the ring’s details. There were twelve of them, arranged precisely like the numbers on the face of a clock.

“I'm sure it didn't say anywhere in my file that my eyes were violet.” “Maybe not. But they are, so let's stop arguing about it. It’s kinda childish…” He straightened as the tray of rings was presented for their inspection. They were a lot of beautiful rings. Diamond clusters, solitaires, emeralds, and rubies surrounded by sparkling diamonds. And all of them looking as if they would cost a fortune! She felt sure they all would. This was one of those exclusive expensive jewelers that only the very rich frequented. And Declan Starr was extremely rich. Her eyes glowed as she picked up first one ring and then another, almost afraid to touch them but tempted by their beauty.

I whisper, and realise tears are now streaming down my cheeks, "yes yes a million times yes!" I watch in a daze as Kaden and Kol go into their jacket pockets and produce two ring boxes. One blue velvet, one smooth red silk. With a click, they are both opened. I gasp in amazement at the stunning engagement rings before me. Kaden holds a white gold band with at least 10 diamonds scattered across it in a gorgeous design. Kol has triple band; white gold, yellow gold and silver entwined in each other with sapphires, rubies and diamonds scattered in a stunning disarray.

"Thank goodness you're reasonable. I'm sure I'd be dead if it's anyone else. It's rare for a person to be both humble and moral, and it's my fortune to meet you." Then, glancing at the deck of cards, she suggested, "But mere words are pointless. Why don't we gamble?" "And what do you have to offer Mr. Frankton?" Jada snapped in annoyance. "This!" Hana presented a ring. Everyone laughed—the ring was made from stainless steel! Even the metallic scrapings of the golden hand-grips overhead would be worth more! However, just as everyone thought Frank would refuse, he suddenly said, "I'll take your bet!"

“I know the truth. I’m handling it. I’ve connected with a few people who will get that video off the internet. And trust me, I’ll make sure that TV station pays for what they did. Who do they think they’re fooling? They messed with the wrong person.” As Jace’s hand rested on my shoulder, my eyes inadvertently drifted to his wedding band. It was a 6mm platinum band, understated yet elegant. The matte finish almost blended seamlessly with his skin, with a thin black titanium inlay running through the center. I hadn’t really noticed it before—not consciously, at least. But now, it stood out, plain as day. “Your ring…” I said, almost absentmindedly. Jace looked down at his hand, then back at me.

"If Jared is Ms. Prescott's husband, doesn't that make him an even bigger tycoon?" "Still, he's living off Aunt Rosie's money," Benjamin muttered under his breath. I didn't bother to respond. Rose and I were busy searching for the ring. Everyone around us started helping. I noticed even those who had bullied me earlier were now wearing sycophantic smiles. I found it amusing. With everyone's combined effort, the special ring was found tucked in a crevice. Rose's eyes lit up. "Darling! Isn't this the Joy design by Devereaux Jewelry's renowned designer? I heard it's only ever been sold to chosen owners and never put on the market!