Red Kryptonite Ring Smallville Novels & Stories

I held the mother fucker ring in my hand and thought it must be the tricks from the fucking two reptile heads. "Are you fucking doing a trick on the ring?!" I roared. They covered their heads and exclaimed, "No, sir!" "I swear I didn't do it!" "We can't change the size of an object! That's not something that we can do!" "So why this fucking ring is getting larger and smaller by itself?!" I shouted. "It's a relic ring, sir. It's King Czar's ring." "It's made by a Gifted One and given to King Czar as a present when he was young."

I gently bit my natural pinkish lip after the memory of him in my dreams flashed in my mind. The space at the end of my dainty nose’s bridges, space between my brows, wrinkled. I looked closer at the mirror seeing a reddish spot on my neck peeking through my shirt’s neckline. I pulled the neckline to the side revealing a huge reddish patch sitting on Grip’s mark favorite spot. I checked my fingers and I just noticed a plain gold ring around my ring finger. I removed and brushed my eyes in every nanometer of it. “It wasn’t a dream.” Joy washed over me to see a cursave Serra Preston carved inside the ring.

Julian had told her once, in the quiet of the orchard, that the ring was a Grounding-Rod. "Julian didn't just give me a ring," Clara said, a slow, defiant smile breaking across her face. "He gave me the Off-Switch." She didn't try to fight Sterling. She didn't try to hack the console. She took the copper ring and pressed it directly into the "Vance-Harmonic" locket at her throat. The reaction was instantaneous. The copper—the most primitive conductor—short-circuited the high-frequency golden light of the sphere.

“Who’s coming for her?” “Can’t see them, Alpha. Only feel them. Many of them. Desperate to get to her. Here,” releasing my hand, she removes an opal ring from her finger, sliding it gently onto one of mine. Even at night, the fine iridescent colors—pale pink, green, blue and yellow—dance in the stone’s glowing white. “Take this. It’ll protect you. Give you a place to hide.” As unexpectedly as she approached us, Kassandra hobbles away, mumbling under her breath to herself.

“My dear assistant, I must apologize for my sudden disappearance. It seems that the last case that I’ve worked on has come to bite me on the ass. You need to hide too. I can’t say much except don’t look for me. Love, Dale.” After reading the note, Red turns it around. Wait, that’s it? Feeling absolutely nothing, except slight revulsion, Red taps the top inside of the safe. She removes the cover to reveal a small safe spot. She couldn’t see it as easily as the main safe but she could feel around it. Did that ass leave something? Aha! Pulling out the only thing she could touch in the hidden safe spot, Red takes out a ring made out of some purple metal. It was topped with a beautiful sapphire t

At this rate, Seven would die of a heart attack before I riddle his body with these sweet little bullets! "I'm gonna kill you!" he roared. I shook my head. "Not going to happen." With that, I pulled the trigger again, sending a bullet into Seven's skull. He groaned and held his head while staggering backward. Blood gushed out like a small waterfall. It was then my eyes fell on the ring on his left middle finger. The black gemstone on it glowed red and yellow. My pupils dilated. That was it! I had thought I would spend some time looking for that ring, but it turns out Seven wore it everywhere he went.

Victoria froze for a beat before she narrowed her eyes at me. "What's gotten into you? What are you plotting now?" Lucas looked just as confused. "Avery, you said you loved the ring," he said with a frown. I smiled. Taking Victoria's hand, I murmured, "Mom's right. Honestly, all the presents we've given her before were too small. This ring fits her much better." Lucas blinked, thrown. "I had this custom-made for you. It's one of a kind—"

“No, not enough. Not enough at all.” “But I’ve given you a ring!” the wizard replied. “The puppet will help you get what you want. My services are done!” I reached into my pocket for the ring, feeling the cool metal against my fingertips. I drew it from my pocket and looked at the glinting stone in the faint candle light. The gem was blacker than night, with the slightest tinge of red. The fissures shimmered like little cracks of lighting in a dark, stormy sky. “How did you know it would work?”

He pulls out a little blue velvet ring box and opens it. Inside is a beautiful ring. The giant purple, sparkly stone in the center is square with rounded edges, down the sides of the band are little white diamonds. I gasp and put both hands up to my mouth. I feel my eyes getting wider. I look from the ring to Bronx and back again. A purple aura starts to glow brightly around me. Bronx puts his hand on my knee and starts to glow too.

“Who is this from?” “I guess Santa. It’s in your stocking.” Neo grinned as she tore off the paper and fell silent as she looked at a black ring box. “Neo?” Jolene asked quietly. “Open it, Pet.” He whispered back. Nervously, she opened the box and stared at the ring inside. On a rose gold band was a black rose with a black diamond in the center and thorned vine with bright white marquise diamonds in place of the leaves. Taking the ring out of the box, Neo dropped down to his knee and Jolene gasped. Helen pulled out her package of tissues and dabbed at her eyes with one. When Bunny and Dean put their hands out, she placed a tissue in each of their hands.