Lust Ring Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

The bracelet felt heavier than it looked. It was just a simple black cord with a silver disc, barely the size of a dime. Engraved with Z + L. Small. Clean. Unassuming. But when I slipped it onto my wrist, it felt like something more. Like a promise. Like a thread tying me to Liam Hunter in a way I wasn’t ready to name. The whole walk home, I kept glancing down at it. Twisting it, tracing the initials over and over like I was trying to make sense of them. Of him.

They clinked their glasses together, and drank. As they dropped their glasses, Stanley suddenly started coughing and choking. Lucy's eyes widened in alarm, and she began to slap him gently on the back. "Stanley," she cried. "Are you okay?" Liam rushed to the kitchen and filled a glass with water. But just as he was about to hand it to Stanley, he stopped. Stanley brought out something from his pocket. Something small and shiny. He looked up at Lucy, revealing a gold ring with a beautiful, sparkling diamond.

And in her stiff hands, a USB drive with a symbol that made Vic gasp. The Red Lotus. His world collapsed in an instant. Not because of the corpse in front of him. Not because of the gun pointed at him. But because of the Patek Philippe ring on Stefan's finger - the exact same ring that 'Hans' was wearing. An exclusive membership token that only members of the Red Lotus inner circle have. And that's when Vic realizes - his marriage, his career, his whole life, might just be part of a much bigger, darker game.

My eyes darted across the crowd, dread pressing heavy on my chest. “Be quiet for a minute,” he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. And then, with a smoothness that made my head spin, he pulled out something I never expected to see again in this life. A ring. A diamond band that caught the sunlight and scattered it like a thousand stars. Gasps echoed through the crowd, but they faded into nothing because all I could hear was my own pulse roaring in my ears. “Lorien Vale,” Cassius said, his voice steady, loud enough for everyone to hear. “Will you be my Luna?”

Vera asked, shivering with fear at the sight of the large transparent jars that were neatly arranged in front of us. "Exactly! What are these meant for?" Rizzo asked rhetorically before leading us to another part of the small house. Pulling off another cover, we found arrows made from silver separated into two parts. "No, they are lacing silver arrows with wolf bane?" Alex bursted out as all of us watched in awe.

"In the Neutral Zone, silence meant something was about to kill you. Here, it feels... fragile." ​Liam stepped beside me, his shoulder brushing mine. "It is fragile. But we’re the ones holding it together now." ​He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet-lined box. Inside was a ring—not the one he had given me years ago, but a new one. It was a band of white gold set with a single, raw piece of Moonstone that pulsed with a soft, inner light.

Using the tip of my finger, I rubbed on some pineapple lip balm and clipped on some pearl barrettes in my hair. Krystal played with a stud earring, trying to wear it in his ear. "You can't wear that," I told him, stifling a giggle and taking the earring way. "Why?" He whined, almost teary-eyed. "Because your ears aren't pierced like mine." He picked up the lavender incense stick I stole from Luc from my pencil holder. "It's burning," he said, pointing to the swirling smoke tendrils rising from one end of the stick.

“Oh, baby, you’re the best husband ever.” Lucifer takes a sponge and begins washing my arms as he rests gentle kisses on my neck. I close my eyes and shiver as my body heats from his sensual touch. I’m so relaxed that I don’t notice that he placed something around my finger until he lifts my left hand and puts it in front of me. Opening my eyes, I gasp when I see the most beautiful rose-gold ring has delicate vines adorned with sparkling round diamonds and marquise diamond buds that reach the beautiful five karat diamond in the center.

“Why are you back? Is there a problem?” “Nah, I just forgot to take something,” she said, shrugging her shoulders with nonchalance. Using her magic to open a secret vault, she took out a locket made of deep, red ruby. “The number of werewolves wandering through the Halterland has increased more than I like.” She held up the locket in the air, “This locket will help me identify them even if they are wearing those stupid rings.” My heart skipped a beat, “What do you plan on doing with them?”

Nonetheless, if that helped, his efforts won't go in vain. “You owe me a life. Thank you, woman.” Alastair surprised Ryle with his gratitude which was rare enough before he shut the door and moseyed into the deeper of the room. On the nightstand, he left the bag and took the rectangular box out of it. Chelsea blinked several times as she watched him unboxing and taking out a purple egg-shaped thing. As it was offered to Chelsea, she stared at it blankly in confusion. Studying her face, his jaw almost dropped to the perception that she had absolutely no idea about this. “A vibrator... it is.” Still, she was as blank as before. She watched the egg-shaped vibrator on her palm with bewilderment