Red Lantern Ring Novels & Stories

As soon as Benji let me go Kevin said, “Well this is a great tie-in. Luna, I am proud to give you this ring designed by your mates.” Kevin handed me a ring box with a beautiful black tungsten and rose gold band with six stones embedded into it, a ruby, a topaz, a sapphire, a diamond, a piece of turquoise, and a tanzanite. I put the ring on my finger and it fit perfectly. I looked up at my mates and I felt the tears slide down my cheeks. “It’s beautiful, Thank you.” “Ok, Ok, you sappy suckers, can we get this show on the road?” Beta Kevin asked playfully.

"Wherever you go, I will be your sharpest claw and your strongest shield." He took a small box from his pocket. "I had this made for you." He opened it. Inside lay a ring. Not just any ring. It was forged from the purest moonstone, glowing with a holy silver light. "The Ring of Eternal Mates," he said softly. "Only true soulmates can wear it." He took out the ring and carefully slid it onto my finger. It resonated with my bloodline, flaring with silver light. A sense of completeness I had never felt before washed over me.

But before she could, something cool and smooth slipped onto her ring finger. She instinctively pulled her hand out from under the blanket and found a ring on her finger. It was an incredibly beautiful and unique design. It was adorned with a fiery-red gemstone, resembling a blaze. At first glance, it looked almost alive, as if it might spew out flames. Elisa stared at it in awe, feeling that it looked oddly familiar but unable to recall where she had seen it before. She raised her head to look at Damien, only to hear him lean close and murmur against her ear, “Here’s my love token to you”

In his hand was a velvet box holding a band that looked as if it had been forged from starlight. "Roman?" she breathed, her pulse skyrocketing. The ring was a heavy platinum band, centered with a deep, midnight-blue sapphire that seemed to hold the depths of the ocean. Small, brilliant diamonds were encrusted into the metal like frost on a winter branch. "I had a grander plan, Willow. A ceremony under the full moon, witnesses, a display of power. But I can't wait a single second longer. I need the mark of my ring on your hand as clearly as my scent is on your skin. Willow Grant Log, will you bind your soul to mine? Will you be my Luna and my wife?"

I squint my eyes and look at him sternly, “What?” He sighs and meets my gaze. “You’re not allowed to be alone with her until we’re sure.” He tells me and I close my eyes, but nod. I’m honestly grateful they’re taking steps to protect their Luna, their friend. Even if it is from me. I slide the ring onto my finger and take a closer look at it. Something swirling inside catching my attention. “It’s silver. Don’t break it. It’ll hurt like hell, but it should help keep the witches from being able to fuck with your mind.” He tells me and I look up at him.

"The labyrinth devours souls, Thalia. And you are just a human!" ​"I am not just a human anymore, and you know it," I fired back, staring directly into his volatile eyes without a single shred of fear. ​Lysander ground his teeth together so hard the muscles in his jaw flared aggressively. Reaching into the pocket of his trousers, he pulled out an ancient, heavy silver ring. Set into the center of the metal was a raw, blood-red gemstone that pulsed with a faint, eerie light. ​An immense, suffocating magical pressure radiated from the artifact, releasing a wave of intense heat that instantly pushed back the freezing chill of the bedroom.

The final red lantern was not just a light; it was a beacon. It burned with a fierce, unwavering crimson glow before a grand pavilion of black and gold stripes, larger and more ornate than any other structure in the carnival. Flags bearing the phoenix emblem snapped in a wind that didn't seem to touch the rest of the grounds. This was the heart.

However, despite all this it had retained an amazing appearance of ancient beauty. My heart skipped a beat. I reached out my hand and opened the box. There was a large woman's ring with a scarlet stone lying on a black cushion. It was a finely faceted ruby in the form of a dragon's tooth shimmering like a star. On the rim, smiling skulls were carved on either side of the stone. On the inside, there was only one word: “Eridanus”. With trembling fingers, I took the ring and began to open the envelope. Letters, dark as night, were shining on the white paper:

He says, and Dante and I take the other’s respective rings. Dante takes my left hand in his. “Sienna, please receive this ring as a sign of my promise, honour and fidelity. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.” He says and slips an elegant red emerald ring on my finger. Wow, it was gorgeous! They cut the centre stone in a square with white diamonds around the border and the ring itself must be white gold.