Onyx Ladies Rings Novels & Stories

The feeling was good, but there was no way she was going to confess how she felt with his hand over hers. " Mom and Zeke," she sighed, taking a gulp from her magaritta. " What's up with them?" "For starters, mom wants me to get a man, fall in love, and get married. And Zeke somewhat agrees to it." The 27-year-old lady said Alyona inherited her mother's remarkable beauty, with entrancing eyes that reflected her own. Her tall, curvy shape was complemented by a beautiful olive complexion, which added to her allure.

he replied. "Do you want it in gold or silver? And what design would you like?" "Silver would do. Nothing less than eighty-five carats." "Okay…" She pointed to a section on the glass and brought out the rings there. In all honesty, Dylan was confused. Maybe he should have brought Alexa with him. He only knew that Blair would like something simple, but a particular design never occurred to him. "Can you please pick for me? I don't know what to take," Dylan said.

But I didn’t have time to dwell on it, as a handful of other Lunas joined us, forming a small circle around Lara and me. The Lunas greeted me one by one, their gazes curious, some of them warm, others more reserved. Most of them wore shades of deep jewel tones—rich sapphire blues, garnets, and amethysts—each gown as elegant and formidable as its wearer. I tried to match each face to a name and pack, silently thanking Cassidy and Lena for hammering all these details into my head. These women were more than their titles; they represented power, influence, and the unyielding pride of their packs.

agreed another. Elea felt like gagging but she had very little choice. So she stood in a corner in the harsh sun and swallowed. “Of course, he is Landon Knox, girls!” Ravena boasted obnoxiously. “But I am the only one who gets to wear his ring on my finger.” “That’s quite a large rock, Ravena,” praised the blonde woman. “It must cost over a million!” speculated the blue-eyed lady. “Three and a half million, but who cares? Landon had the jewellery designer exclusively craft this for me. After all, the Luna of the Crimson Moon Pack has to stand out, you know,” Ravena bragged.

he responds. We pause in front of a display showcasing a jewelry set by a French designer. The pieces are elegant, with flowing lines that mimic natural forms — there are necklaces with pendants like delicate leaves, bracelets that wind around the wrist like vines, and earrings that dangle with the grace of dewdrops. The metals are a mix of silver and gold, and they're complemented by stones in soft hues of green and blue, evoking a garden under the moonlight. It's breathtaking in its simplicity and intricate detail.

Matching diamond earrings dangled just above her shoulders, catching the light with every slight turn of her head. On her wrists were two thin platinum bangles, each encrusted with tiny diamonds that matched the subtle brilliance of her necklace and earrings. Her left hand carried an enormous ring—likely her wedding band—its rare, pink diamond gleaming like a small fortune on her finger. Her shoes, just visible under the hem of her gown, were designer stilettos, metallic silver with jeweled straps, completing the look with a refined edge.

Getting home means Dex winning his battles for Fyrestone and me surviving another night in Greenway. I twisted the black onyx ring from my finger nervously. I couldn’t afford to lose it if I had to shift. “It will expand with you if you shift, don’t worry,” Olaf said quietly, observing me with his peripheral vision. “How…it’s metal?” “Not everything is as it seems Kate. We have witches, demons, and Dark Arts everywhere, you think a ring is just a ring?” I examined it closely, the black onyx shimmered as any stone would do, the platinum signet it was encased in had no gaps or obvious joins to stretch. “Shouldn’t Dex be wearing this then?”

It was an old-fashioned ring accentuated with a large transparent black oval-cut gem. I recognised the gemstone of the ring. It was an onyx, and I found it funny that she was wearing it. I presumed the onyx was for protection from evil; Summer shouldn't be wearing it since she was the evil one. The onyx on the ring glowed, and a dark aura swirled from it. I shivered at the strange feeling it ignited in me and wrapped my arms around myself. "W-what is that?" "With this, I can rule the world!" Summer giggled and shut her eyes. She opened them again, and her eyes flashed goldenly.

"What did you tell them?" Orion pulled back just enough to look me in the eye, his expression turning lethal. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box. He flipped it open to reveal a ring—not a diamond, but a black opal that looked like a trapped, swirling galaxy. "I told his lead security that I don't discuss my private acquisitions with trespassers," Orion said, his voice dropping to a gravelly low as he took my hand. He slid the ring onto my middle finger. It fit perfectly, the weight of it feeling like a promise.

The Sun Goddess looked as ethereal as ever if one ignored the subtle white veins crawling down her cheeks, emanating from her eyes. Her gown was made of sunshine and spun gold, as were the cuffs adorning her arms. Each finger was capped with a metal ring that curved over her fingernails like the talons of a phoenix. Orion grabbed me before I could sprint to Lina’s side. “Well, well, well…” Solana cooed, eyes flicking between my three mates. “Isn’t this an interesting outcome? I have something you want. You have something I want.” “What could you possibly want from us?” Orion asked coldly.