Novel & Cerita Ring Of Chaos

😘 4 months later, My life has turned into an utter chaos. There's just 1 month left for my wedding. Yep, looks like Mr Fancy Pants can't wait longer. Mamma and my relatives,( I don't even know who half of them are), are taking me for shopping and everything everyday. I mean EVERYDAY!!! Who spends soo much money on useless stuff everyday? Clothes, makeup, accessories, bla bla bla. I don't even use makeup. One of my cousin who's right now 5 months pregnant asked me to have a total beauty spa before the wedding ceremonies. You know the body waxing, facial and all the nonsense.

Both the Fate sisters looked at the ruby ring carefully. Lahkesis said, "We need Clotho to check the ownership of the ring?". Sandra asked 'What do you mean? what are you going to do?" Atropos replied "We will try to see if this ring belongs to Alice. For this, we need to perform a ritual and the ritual needs to be performed by all 3 of us. We need Clotho." Sandra looked at both fate sisters angrily and says "I don't care if it belongs to Alice or not. I want her powers." Atropos says "You are not thinking straight witch, If this ring doesn't belong to Alice that means the celestial kingdom heir is someone else who is still a danger."

This was the last vision he had before his powers were being fully returned by Raphael. His powers weren't just being returned only, John Ozais Screeman was taken into a far far realm of existence, farther than all what has been, is being and is to be told in coming times. The stone which he held was none other than the Stone Of Chaos, the very shard of one of the earliest primordial ; Chaos And Order. The lights faded. The scene instantly transited to another display. This was of Maria. Clips so short were blinked and of these clips, Maria was seen in a different form she had never been before. She, as seen now, was seen as something more. Something chaotic.

'Starting to feel uneasy, eh? “Let me tell you a story. A plotless story though. A woman was so fed up because of the problems she's facing right now so she went to a bar to forget it even just for a while. She decided to call her lover because she need someone she love to stand by her side and comfort, and the perfect person is her lover. While she's calling, she heard a familiar ringtone. It's the same ringtone as her lover's. She start looking to where it is coming from and she figured out that it's behind her. She was about to call him when she noticed that he's talking to a woman she doesn't know so she stopped herself. She's curious so she can't help but to eavesdropped. And then she h

Grace Ellinton went to her cousin's wedding for three things... champagne, cake, and the possibility of leaving before anyone dragged her into a family argument. Instead, she woke up the next morning with a diamond ring on her finger, a pounding headache, and Ethan Bramhall lying beside her. Her husband. Unfortunately, Ethan isn't just any husband. He's Manhattan's most ruthless billionaire. The man who once humiliated Grace during a career pitch and earned himself a permanent spot on her mental list of people she would happily push into traffic. Now he's refusing to annul their marriage. According to Ethan, their accidental wedding couldn't have happened at a better time. His company is fac

We established stakes (meaningless points). The chaotic energy pouring from the tear hesitated. It was being offered a conflict, but a structured one. A game. It was a form of nonsense it could understand. It liked games. With a sound like a universe shrugging, the raw chaos coalesced. It formed into a single, shimmering, mischievous entity—a Game Master from the chaos realm. It looked like a child’s scribble given sentience and a profound love of rules-lawyering. “I accept your terms!” it declared, its voice the sound of dice rattling in a cup. “My realm will hide first! Seek this!”

As chaos erupts around us, my enhanced vision catches the engraving inside: "To my only." The world seems to freeze for a heartbeat as understanding crashes over me. Charlotte's familiar scent. The ring. The engraving. I've made a terrible mistake. But before I can process this revelation, a massive gray wolf launches itself from the gathering shadows, jaws snapping for my throat. Callum roars – a sound of pure fury and desperation – as he throws himself between me and death. The last thing I see before chaos completely engulfs us is the ring, glinting mockingly in the fading sunlight, a symbol of everything I might have had if I hadn't let my past poison my future.

“I think you are mistaken. I am Evrah Evergreen. That is the only name I have. That is who I am.” Sylvrmane shook her head, “It is not. Your spiritual name is there, inside you. It is the essence of who you are and when the time is right, it will reveal itself to you. Beware Evrah, it is a name that only you and the creator must know. For if that name crosses the wrong lips, it could be disastrous for is you. There is one who walks among the land, darkness rules his reason and his soul. He ripped the power from the world and made it his own. This abomination searched, bartered, and betrayed until he found the true name of the soul, he wished to gain power from.

"Especially when you're talking about killing said random tom." "Not a random tom, Jinx of Skirmish." Another giant rock hand came out of the stone pointing a finger at Jinx. "The God of Chaos. In his glory. You'll be lucky if you survive." The finger reached out and lightly brushed under Jinx's chin. "The good thing is that you have powerful friends. The bad thing is that they are already caught up in the drama you wish to avoid. Chaos has many agents and eyes." More of said eyes appeared on every rock face around Jinx.

He paused before continuing, “It is called the Chaos Divine Spirit Root.” “The catch is in the name, isn’t it?” Emile puckered her lips as she muttered, “Chaos…” “My wife is so smart.” Chris chuckled as he tapped her nose dotingly before continuing, “Chaos is the catch... but not in the literal sense. It’s more conceptual than that.”