Jordan Rings Novels & Stories

I inform him. “Okay.” He gives me a suspicious look. “Keila?” “Sir?” I transfer my full attention to him. “That’s a wonderful ring,” Jordan utters. It takes me several seconds before comprehension of what he means comes to me. The engagement ring that wrapped my finger catches my eyes, suddenly making me self-conscious. Instincts tells me to hide my finger from his sight and it's exactly what I did. He meets my eyes which I, as my embarrassment reacts, cuts our gaze.

My mouth gaped open, eyes fastened on them in utter disbelief, and hands clutched firmly to the edge of the long mahogany dining table. I couldn't believe what was about to happen. Mother was marrying me off to a Jordan? This has to be the biggest nightmare of my life. The Jordans are the largest brand of jewellery makers in Canada. They take pride in their collections because they produce the best diamond collection for jewelry lovers. Though the best jewellery brand, they are also known for their ruthless way of dealing with anyone who stands in the way to more fortune. The name - Jordan - was a formidable name on the lips of Canadian citizens.

We lay together on the bed, my body sore and completely satisfied, my mind in a haze of endorphins and intimacy. "I want to do something different now," Jordan said softly. "I want to create rope in a way that's about vulnerability instead of bondage. About exposure instead of restriction." He selected thin rope, almost thread-like, in a soft pink color. "I'm going to wrap you," he said. "But not to restrain. To adorn. To decorate. To show you how beautiful your body is with rope against it." He began creating patterns that ran across my skin like tattoos—spirals, lines, intricate designs that were more art than restraint.

He pushed in slowly, inch by thick inch breaching the ring. My hole gripped him tight, the lips dragging along the shaft, pierced bar scraping inside. “Fuck... feel that metal? Rubbing your guts.” I moaned. Halfway, he paused, rocking gently, letting me adjust. Then deeper, his balls slapping my taint, full seated. I cried out, my walls fluttering around him. “I feel so full... Riley's cock is owning my hole.” Jordan stroked his cock watching, the lube glistening around it. “My turn. Push back on him while I join.”

I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home...

“You’re going to become something much more useful than that.” LUKA POV Jordan stood frozen at the edge of a clearing. “Here,” he said. The air felt wrong. Luka stepped into it—And everything in him went still. Magic, ancient and powerful. Full of Layers and Recent. His eyes darkened. “They opened something here,” Jordan said quietly. “Not just transport. Something… anchored.” Joel swore under his breath. “So we can track it?” Jordan hesitated.“…Yes.” That was all I needed. “Do it.”

fretted the attorney. The Jordans were plunged into chaos, and the bank would find them tomorrow. If Senior Jordan became ill, the entire Jordan family would be over… Senior Jordan gripped his chest as he weakly staggered. He removed the jade ring on his thumb with a trembling hand and handed it to Adam. “Bring this… Take this to the pawnshop for money to…to pay the staff. Report this incident to the police… A—As for the debts, ask for a longer grace period…as long as possible…

And that was far more dangerous than rage. Jordan’s confidence wavered as he noticed Ryker approaching. “Ryker, I know you’re Emma’s friend, but this is between us….” Ryker’s lips curled into a smirk, but there was no humor in it. The room seemed to shrink under the weight of his presence. Without a word, he reached out and plucked the ring from Jordan’s hand. For a second, he inspected it with mild curiosity before closing his fist around it. A faint crunch echoed through the silent hall. When he opened his hand, the ring lay in shattered pieces.

He moaned atop her, holding her firmly giving her no room for escape. Their lips duelled for a long time before he finally climaxed inside her. He rolled off her, taking her with him. “You had better inform my brothers that you are going to marry me, otherwise you might leave there with a broken leg,” She said huskily trying to get her breath back. Jordan laughed, his handsome face flashing with a cheeky grin. “I have that all sorted out.” he leaned forward and reached out into his bedside drawer. He opened it and brought out two diamond rings.

Hilda kept silent and continued petting her alpaca while she listened to Sahara's bragging. "The Jordan Family is the oldest aristocratic family in Northern Europe and have been around for more than a thousand years. They are ancient and mysterious, and they have huge financial resources. They are the Northern Europe vampires! Nowadays, the electronic products produced by the Jordan Group are sold all over the world and almost all computers in the world use components produced by the Jordan Group! Not just the high tech electronics industry, they are also involved in firearms, minerals, crude oil, and even aerospace technology! My boyfriend is the vice president of the Jordan Group and is no