Lust Ring Hazbin Hotel の小説・ストーリー

His voice lowered until it was barely a whisper, “He wore a ring on his right hand. It was black and there was a strange symbol on it.” “What symbol?” Alaric and I cut in immediately, talking at the same time, our voices low and urgent. Laziel shook his head quickly, clutching at my sleeve, “I don’t know. It looked like it was a snake, or maybe a dragon, but it was an animal, it was coiled around something. I couldn’t look at it for long.”

Now he knew she wasn't from this City, because if she was, she would know who she was about to have a one night stand with. All she knew was that his name was Ben and that he was twenty nine years old, she didn't even know what he looked like before she came to the hotel. He expected her to be surprised when he turned the light on and when she saw who it was. "Can I see it?" She requested. "Really?" She nodded. He got the ring and showed it to her. She took it, looking at it now, it was obvious it wasn't a wedding ring. It had an inscription on it; B L. She gave it back to him.

Amidst the romantic setting, Zayn and Susan found comfort in sharing their thoughts and feelings. As the evening unfolded, they decided to take a stroll in the hotel's well-manicured gardens. The night was adorned with the soft glow of lights, and a gentle breeze carried the scent of blooming flowers. Zayn, always the charmer, pulled out a small velvet box from his pocket. He opened it to reveal a delicate piece of jewelry, a bracelet adorned with a subtle inscription that held sentimental value. Susan's eyes widened in surprise and delight as Zayn gently fastened it around her wrist.

I asked. “I don’t know about vervain. That was an additive in our dorm water.” Hana frowned. “As for the charm bracelet, she should, but if they had any sense, they’d have removed it.” “Silvercloud, do you still have asshat’s phone?” I asked. “Right here. Why?” Silvercloud asked, holding up Miyazaki’s phone. “Is Miss Batista’s live feed still running? If so, can you zoom in on her left wrist? At the start of the semester, Hana had gifted her a charm bracelet containing hemlock and belladonna to protect her from our kind,” Isak explained.

Jason asked after answering on the second ring. “Everything’s fine… Listen, I need Lucy distracted and out of the hotel room by around four today for maybe an hour- hour and a half. Can that be done?” A knowing chuckle came from Jason’s end, he having helped me earlier that morning with transport of my precious collection. I had even felt generous enough to gift him a ring of his own for his own mate; a datolite gem in a light green set with platinum. He had seen the stone and said it reminded him of his mate’s eyes, making me cave as the silly romantic I secretly was.

She couldn’t even hide it. And just as Ethan opened his mouth again— “Hey, Brownie,” Liam’s voice broke the tension, smooth and calm like butter slicing through a blade. “You forgot this.” He stepped into the room, holding out a necklace. Thin silver. Black diamond pendant. Small, sharp, shaped like a flame. Simple, deadly beautiful. I frowned. I didn’t remember owning that. “What’s this?” I asked. He didn’t answer. Just walked up behind me—ignoring Ethan and Emelia standing right in front of me like the angry parents I never asked for.

At breakfast, Tanya shoved her chair up to the table and stabbed a fork into her eggs like they owed her money. "So," I asked, casually sipping juice, "you still thinking about the necklace?" "Yes!" she burst. "How could I not after you told me Lina is a skinwalker? Why would she do something so stupid as curse Ms. Minty's necklace though?" I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe because she's dead?" "I don't know if she is dead. She had your bracelet on." "Yeah. So does Lina," I said, deadpan. "Remember Jason gave her the one I made for him? The one I handmade?"

We giggled and squealed for a moment before the girls joined us. “Oh my, girl.” Lori checked the ring on Olive’s finger. It was a beautiful marquise-cut, blindingly big rock diamond. “Wow.” I let them have their moments and searched for Lynx. He was standing at the corner, leaning against the wall with a broad smile on his face. Chuckling, I went to him, and he didn’t even notice me. “Hey.” He blinked, straightened his posture. “Princess.” I poked his chest. “Good job.”

She looked at Ronan’s mocking smirk, she felt pressure but with a trembling hand, she reached out and grabbed the glass tilting her head back and let the burning liquid sear its way down her throat. The heat hit her stomach instantly, making her head spin as the room's neon lights blurred into streaks of blue and red. "That's my girl," Ronan purred, his hand sliding from her back to rest firmly on her thigh. His fingers moved in slightly into the soft skin exposed by the high slit of the dress. Rissa flinched as if she’d been burned, sharply slapping his hand away. "Don't," she hissed under her breath, her eyes darting to his friends to see if they noticed.

Harlan prompts. "I vow to offer my vulnerability," I say, my voice ringing clear. "And to demand your respect. I vow to share my darkness and my light. I vow to be bound with you, eternally." Harlan nods. "The rings." Lena steps forward, holding a cushion. These aren't just metal. They are smart-rings, black titanium with a vein of glowing blue light running through the center. Alex slides mine onto my finger. I slide his onto his.