Jordan Rings Novels & Stories

Jordan placed the jar of blood in the middle of the circle that had candles all around it, the diamond that seemed like a pendant attached to a lace he held it in his hand and swung it like a pendulum just above the jar of blood. “Iungere potestatem et sanguinem in hoc adamas” Jordan said repeatedly as he continued the swinging of the diamond and the blood was rising from the jar and attaching itself to the diamond like a tree root. “It's not working” Jasmine said starting at it intensely and Jordan stopped chanting to hear what she had to say. “I can tell it's not working because I have a memory of witnessing a ritual like this” Jasmine said looking at the jar if blood like she was trying t

"Alone with that rogue Melony you mean? I won't be surprised if you say you're friends with her. You're friends with everyone." Not with Riley, no, I want to say, but the scar on his cheek is too distracting. "Niall gave you that?" I ask, leaning closer to trace it with my fingertip. Under my touch, he freezes but only for a moment. I step away before the moment could become uncomfortable. Jordan nods, sighing. "Dude wears a silver ring shaped like a crescent moon." A smile touches his lips, but I can see the anger seething behind his eyes at the thought of Niall.

His hair wonderfully tousled and styled,and he smelled sooo good,a warm,earthy citrusy smell that felt like a soothing caress. I felt the gold band of the ring on his index finger as he squeezed my fingers reassuringly and my gaze fell to the subtle stretch of his jeans,fitted perfectly around his waist. Perhaps I was a vain woman but I really, really liked how Jordan Black looked in his jeans…in all his clothes. ‘You like how he looks without them too,’ a tiny voice whispered and I chewed on my bottom lip as images of that first night flashed through my mind,how he felt underneath my palm,his sounds of pleasure.

Without saying a word, Jiu You blinked her eyes and peeked at the rings on their fingers from the corner of her eyes. Chu Xun was amused after seeing her expression, and he took out a small ring. Jiu You was small, and her fingers were slender, so Chu Xun specially made a small ring for her. Seeing this, Jiu You grabbed the ring eagerly and put it on her finger, and then she bound the ring with her through a drop of her blood. Generally speaking, ordinary Storage Rings couldn't be bound to anyone, but Chu Xun set a magic formation on their rings. Thus, except for their owners, others couldn't open them.

Jordan is a perfect gentleman. He opened the car door for me and gave me his phone to play music. He turns it down so we can still hear it but low enough to still be able to talk. The first few minutes were a little awkward and I regretted taking off my ring. It was stupid to feel like I couldn't wear it; it's not like Kane was my boyfriend. It's not a long drive to the theater so we just make some small talk about classes and summer plans. Jordan is taking a trip to Europe this summer; way cooler than spending two weeks at a cabin with two idiots. Thank god Lydia is coming.

Back then, I called myself clumsy, crying because I couldn't design custom diamond rings like other high-society brides. Instead, I molded and fired a misshapen clay vase. Jordan laughed it off, placing it in the most prominent spot in the living room and proudly introducing it to every visiting guest. "This is a token of love from my wife. Unique, isn't it?" He would never forget how my eyes had sparkled at his words. With shaking hands, he popped open the red box. Inside lay a pair of dazzling wedding rings. Beneath them was a handwritten card. [Jordan, I'm sorry I left in such a hurry and didn't have time to make you a gift. These are a pair of rings I really loved, but they were too expe

Connor commanded while signing scrolls. "Does the Lord wish to commission a binding ring?" Jordan guessed. Love More was an ancient Italian house, famous for crafting jewelry that held the weight of centuries. "You could say that..." Connor looked up, his gaze narrowing. "Keep this scent to yourself." Jordan smiled, nodding. "Of course. Though, I suspect the Luna will not be able to wear it publicly yet..." "That is a puzzle for me to solve, not you." If he was going to mark me as his, he would find a way for me to wear his seal without alerting the enemy packs.

Christian told him and he nodded his head. "I'll go and check on her." Lina ran behind Renesmee to console her. But when she reached there she witnessed Renesmee leaving through the window in her wolf form. Jordan was sitting on his knee holding a ring on his finger. Renesmee held out her hand to him and he slipped the ring on her ring finger. "Do you know why we wear rings on this finger?" Jordan asked her but she shook her head in no. And Jordan smiled standing on his feet. He held her shoulder and said, "Because it connected to our hearts." Renesmee smiled shyly looking down.

I could already imagine Jordan locking my ankles into those, keeping me wide open for whatever he wanted to do. “This is a set of glass wands,” Jordan went on, pointing to some objects placed on a velvet-lined shelf, sleek, twisted and in different sizes. They looked cold and smooth, perfect for sliding inside when the heat got too much. I stepped closer, touching them, already imagining them being used on me. A pair of shiny silver spheres of weighted Ben wa balls sat in a little box. Jordan picked them up, letting them clack together. "These stay inside you all day," he murmured. "Every time you walk, you'll feel me."

Jordan knocked on the master bedroom door and only pushed it open when she heard Jane's voice. "Jane." Jane waved her over to take a seat. Jordan sat at the edge of the bed, glanced at Jane's exposed skin, and felt her cheeks heat up. "Sorry for disturbing you." "Why are you being so polite with me?" Jane propped up her head and looked at Jordan’s hand. "Congratulations. The ring is dazzling." Jordan touched the ring but said nothing.