Ring Of Inferno Novels & Stories

“Not for him. Never for him.” They listened. Enzo's jaw flexed. Crow’s cigarette burned down to the filter. Angelo sat forward, hands clasped between his knees, eyes dark with the kind of loyalty that didn’t need words. I pulled out the ring from my coat pocket and laid it on the bar. It was no polished diamond. No perfect circle of lies. It was a black opal, wild and vicious, flames trapped beneath its surface. It shimmered with colors no one could name—like fire, like blood, like her.

Why did this have to happen? It was Soloman’s magic ring. The owner of the ring is capable of controlling every single creature and demon in hell apart from Lucifer, Lilith and Shedim. From the highest most egotistical infernal creatures to the lowest of the lowest scum- it can control everything. One thing about higher demons is their ego, sometimes even Lucifer reaches an impasse with his subordinates when they differ in opinion. They aren’t afraid of death either, having lived so many centuries. Moreover, their strength is not that lacking compared to Lucifer’s. Killing them would be a hassle and a waste of his time for him. He keeps them on a loose leash.

The Visitors are the former residents of Terra, the third planet of the now Forgotten Solar System. Oscar is sensing a disturbing aura and he was uneasy since the start of the banquet. No, ever since he entered the castle this morning for the bestowing of the Rings of Starlia. Lance - Ring of Lightning Beatrice - Ring of Fire Oscar - Ring of Space Rhea - Ring of Water Layla - Ring of Earth Peter - Ring of Wind Because there wasn't a wind caster when the ceremony occured, the Ring of Wind is bestowed upon Peter. The Rings are just an extension of their powers. They can use it to break their limits and combine elements to create a powerful spell.

Either way, it’s still a fight-to-death match anyway. We listen to the clanks of the metal cogs that bring the dungeon gates rolling up and an uproaring blast comes gushing against us with the flood of bright lights. Rex shakes our fur, throwing a strong paw out and into the light. “...a challenger! The honor of challenging the current champion, Lucifer, goes to...the exiled, savage beast- The rogue warrior, Inferno!” ‘What a sick intro’.

If they were unto me, I was unto them. I walked leisurely around trying to spot what looked out of the ordinary. I passed old large ships and frustrated fishermen. The air stank of fish and rust. The Ring was a squad with no individual identity which meant that the members were not in the system, they were what we call ghosts and they could be anyone. I needed to discard my phone. This would be the last place they would ever track me again. Little by little I was finding out just how far the council's influence reached.

She just deemed it a waste of time, and she had little of it after she had become Ignis’ classroom key. All the students soon found out that the answer to enter their classrooms without getting thrown several meters away lies in their ring. Every classroom door had a hidden ring slot that only showed up once it sensed nearby mana. Once a ring was put in there, the door would stay open indefinitely. The problem was, they could only use a ring on their corresponding element’s door. So if one used a wind ring to get in an earth door, it wouldn’t open no matter how long the person stood in front of it. It was the same when Ignis’ ruby ring was slotted in Water Class 2’s door.

had been the first victim of this brutal punishment as she was accused of having an illegitimate relationship with Mr Almasi. Everyone thought it was all well and done with until the next day in the afternoon a piecing scream from the kitchen broke the silence and everyone rushed to see what the commotion was all about. Noora was lying on the floor covered in food, hot potatoes with gravy, tomatoes, and other vegetables. Apparently Mrs. Almasi wanted revenge, her craving for retribution was so powerful, so abundant that she took the large pot of potatoes boiling in gravy that was on the stove and spilled all the contents on the poor unwary woman sending her crashing on the floor with the

Countless seals circulated the ring, containing dense soul energy. That was the storm god rank technique, Soul Burst Ring! Soul Burst Ring was still Fane's most powerful attack. A storm god rank technique was not something a regular technique could compete with.

"And Dorothy is..." "Sebastian's apprentice, as you suppose," he told her plainly, and he paused, his eyes glancing up at her. "Do you see this ring?" he asked, directing her attention to the shining piece of metal held between his fingers. "I had it specially made, and I bought it the day the city burned. The last thing I remember is closing my eyes the most optimistic I think I've even been. 'Come tomorrow,' I said, 'I will delight in all my heart desires.'" He swallowed, his eyes tearing. "When I opened my eyes, everything was dark. All I could see was the fire in the distance. Sebastian's house was burning. When I arrived, I found him dead. He was pierced through, lying in a pool of bloo

Two were missing. I pulled the sticky neckline of my shirt away from my body and looked down. Damnit. This was my only shirt. They stood in a circle as they thought about my riddle. I mentally chuckled. I present to you the high priests and priestesses of Grove of the Perpetual Oaks, everyone. An assembled group of inbred idiots who thought they were the top of the evolutionary chain. Thank the stars they were dumber than a basket of wet hair. Lucinda's pinched face relaxed as she smiled at me. She looked like she'd been smoking too much weed lately, but then again, she was the high priestess.