Ring Of The God Novels & Stories

Enosos ran at me and just as he was about to come into contact I tore the small cristal straight out of my arm. The weapon I had pressed into my very body to use at the right time against the very creature that now stood in front of me. The god stopped in his tracks. Eyes widening. "As god made man powerful, with this crystal I make the god powerless," I spoke clearly and let my voice boom over the room. I could sense almost immediately how his powers demised and I did not wait to act.

Someone who had still been strong enough to keep up with an Alpha heir at their full power. Selene might have orchestrated my poisoning to make me stronger, but she had unknowingly created the only creature capable of killing her in the process. “And what would that item be…?” Selene asked curiously, her predatory eyes watching me carefully. “A ring forged from the ‘blessed’ sword? Ah… the one Aria crafted. I recall now. But even if I cannot predict your moves, you will not win, Rheyna. This moment has been set in stone for a long time. Not even you are strong enough to kill a God.”

Ding Hao, if not with his acute Divine Awareness, might have mistaken it for an illusion. This Black Serpent Ring's origins were definitely not simple. As Ding Hao sank into the inner space of the ring using his Divine Awareness, what he saw surprised him. The space was at least ten times larger when comparing to Ding Hao's self-made ring. The first things that caught his eyes were five stacks of glowing black spinels neatly piled in the corner, each representing one of the five elements: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Any random stone was of the highest quality. Ding Hao only made a rough calculation. Each stack was of at least three thousand spinels, which meant that there were at lea

Blakeney yelled. Oliver slowly opened his eyes and flinched as he saw his body engulfed in blue flames. He stared at his hands as if seeing them for the first time. The god within James took over again. “Use all of your anger, descendant of Hephaestus!” Authority dripped from every word. “Focus all of your being on your hands and force the fire to obey your will!” Oliver closed his eyes and breathed deeply, jaw clenched in concentration. The flame-covered hands began to tremble with exertion, but slowly the fire licked up from his feet, his legs, his stomach, and fused purposely on his chest and arms.

“Because of the beliefs my people hold, many; especially the soldiers hold to religious knowledge. This means that they believe in the folklore of if your eyes remain open once you pass, your soul will be forever trapped within your rotting corpse and you will be unable to find peace in the next life.” “I’ve heard about that, we do something different.” The dark lord claimed, lighting a cigarette before he continued. “Have you ever noticed that my soldiers have dog tags?” Elika thought for a moment, remembering the small metal chains that each of her uncle’s soldiers wore. She nodded slowly, glancing toward Dorian before she spoke; his demonic yellow eyes locked onto her. “Yes, the metal thi

I slide the ring into his fourth finger but the ring's too small so we fix it on his pinky. (Priest) “May the Lord in his kindness strengthen the consent you have declared before the Church and graciously bring to fulfillment his blessings within you. What God has joined, let no one put asunder. May the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, the God of Jacob, the God who joined together our first parents in paradise, strength and bless in Christ the consent you have declared before the Church, so that what God joins together, no one may put asunder. Let us bless the Lord.”

A hush fell over us, including his inmates. He began a slow chant and whispered incantations under his breath, a strange glow enveloped him and the air around us felt alive powerful with an ancient power as he called upon the moon goddess to lend her strength to his spell. I gasped, as mysterious symbols began to dance around the ring's eye. My heart hammered against my ribs, scared and in awe. The once-black eye of the ring transformed into a vibrant green. When Archibald's lips met the ring in a gentle kiss, a part of me feared he might retract his offer and hold onto the ring.

Otherwise, we wouldn't have cycled through four potential brides like we were completing some sick checklist. Owen frowned, his expression serious. "At Mr. Vance's banquet, the four of you occupied an entire table. He glanced over once and said the owner of the ring is among the four women of the Lowe family. There's no mistake." Wearing a slightly smug expression, he passed the ring over and suggested, "Why don't you try it on, one by one?" My stepsister, Mia Lowe, who was always obsessed with appearances, recoiled. "I'm allergic to diamonds. I'd probably break out and die on the spot."

“You don’t want me anymore? I was wrong! I didn’t know Rowena would do that!” His ‘special’ ring dropped to the ground in the struggle. Edward bent down, picked it up, and tossed it straight into the trash. “That’s not something you bring to my wife.”

Audrey opened the side of her window to yell at Zara, only then did I find out that it was a setup, Zara crying in pain a few minutes ago, asking for my help and begging me to come save her. “Were you really robbed or you lied to bring me here?” my anger was over the top, I stopped running toward Audrey and turned to ask Zara, but before I could get the obvious answer, Audrey hissed out loud and zoomed off. But just as her eyes moved away from mine, I felt the ring I gave her bounce a few feet away from my legs, shattering my heart and soul. She threw her ring at me!. I have gone way too far!