Red Lantern Ring Novels & Stories

"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.

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 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.

“Then we’re on the same page.” “We do it my way now,” I added. “Scarlet wants a war. I’ll give her one.” But even as I said the words, I couldn’t ignore the image burned into my mind—Laura, trembling, her lips white, her body weak and fragile. She needed more than revenge. She needed safety. She needed me. *** An hour later, I was in a private showroom, staring at a velvet box under soft lighting. The ring inside wasn’t flashy or oversized—it was timeless. An oval-cut diamond wrapped in white gold with intricate etching that reminded me of Laura’s grace, her strength, her quiet resilience.

Actually, he probably had a jeweler on site, knowing him. “It’s lovely,” I said, smiling. The Bloodstone was set in a gold band with an intricate design. Crimson red splashed within a sea of green in the stone in the center of the ring. It was truly a work of art. “Come on. Let’s go,” Lance said, pleased with my reaction. I grabbed a lightweight matching wrap and slid it on. When I pulled it around me, it helped to conceal my protruding stomach.

she cut me off when she placed a ring in my palm, curling my fingers around it. “Your sister loves you enough for me to overlook this outburst, she knows there’s goodness inside of you, and told me to expect this. This ring is yours, when the Luna wears it, only she can take it off. It will give her the ability to enjoy the sunlight with you, your chance at a new normal with your mate, and when she’s old enough that her eyes glow red, it will return them to the light blue ones you fell in love with.”

"And one day, I presented her with the ring you wear, He looked at it. The top of it holding the yellow stone glittered, Xander saying,"As we maintain Order, every new Don of Carnefecina gets the tattoo of all nine planets on their back. A sign of balance. Perfection. Something beautiful from chaos, but every Don that rules, is given two things. A ring called Halo that reminds one of the Sun, to show their power over other things and the other, a crescent moon with a star, to be given to who the Don keeps higher than themselves. In other words, if there's a life or death situation, also called Venus bearer's life would be put first before the Don himself,"

“Yes, yes, oh my God, yes!” They’re on their feet in an instant, and I don’t even know who kisses me first. It’s a tangle of hands and mouths and laughter and tears. Ronan’s arms around my waist, Malachi’s hand in my hair, Jaxon’s forehead pressed against mine. “I want to see them,” I demand, pulling back just enough to look at the rings. Ronan goes first, slipping a platinum band on my left ring finger. The center stone is teardrop-shaped, surrounded by tiny diamonds that make it look like it’s floating. But it’s the color that steals my breath: deep crimson, almost scarlet.