Ringing If You Like Novels & Stories

I looked at her and she winked, "Now I know where this is heading..." grinned. "There are so many gift you can give a girl, it depends on the motive behind it, like for an engagement or a suiting gift, you can give a RING, but if just for friendship like you said, then give a CLIP or a BRACELET, but if you want to cud a girl, I think Bunch of FLOWERS will do. So it's left for you to decide." Mum said. She wrapped her hands around my neck.

I stepped back a little. "I've..I've barely even understand what I like", I said. He nodded, "I know, that's why we're gonna figure out what you like", he said. I rubbed my temples. Fuck this is insane "If you're not comfortable with it you just let me know ". I nodded. Okay, so what if I do kinky shits this night? so fucken what? So what if I have a threesome? a foursome if worse.

Ronin was sleeping soundly when he overheard a ringtone in his sleep. The ringtone was specially made by him and connected to his heart. Not only would it have a sound alert, but it would also vibrate the inside of his arm for stimulation. The moment the ringtone rang, Ronin instantly popped into a sitting position. He reached for his cell phone at the side and took it out to check. He received a text message from a strange phone number. The content was with only one word, which was particularly concise. "Go!"

“Books, movies. Are you surprised, my love?” “I’m amused. And no. I’m talking about a jingle bell clit clamp.” I sucked in a sharp breath as the vibration increased and swallowed about the clit clamp he was talking about. I was both excited and curious to experience what it felt like to wear a clit clamp. “What do you mean by a jingle bell?” “Don’t worry. Yours are diamonds. So it won’t make any sound.” He grinned, turning off the vibrator. “Wow.” “I can’t wait to put your diamond clit clamp on you. I know you’d love it.”

Just then I heard my ringtone blasting from inside my jacket, SHADOW's Spring Love was playing. The glint on my eyes immediately changes hearing the sound of it. I've personalized my ring tone and hearing the song Spring Love meant Grey. I pulled out my phone and saw a picture of him wearing that blue goggles when he was joking about imitating Mono . "Grey!!!" I cooed right after I answer his call, the smile automatically emerging on my face. His laughter echoed on my ears and my heart fluttered at the sound of it. "Looks like someone is missing her little bunny..." he teased and I giggle.

Theodore I take a deep breath, letting my hands slide over my face as I push it back out. My heart is about to shatter and its shards to explode out of my chest at how hard it beats. The display keeps flashing up, and the ringtone I had selected especially for my mother dances through the room. I take a sip from my beer, shaking my head. “How idiotic to choose something so ridiculous,” I mutter to myself as my skin continues to crawl at the sound.

I wish I could bring it to my time. "Do you like your ring?" he asked, breaking the silence. I nodded. "How come you know the size of my ring finger?" He shrugged his shoulders. "I just know, they have this saying that if you love someone, you know their size." He laughed. I laughed too. Where did he get that saying? I thought it was just applicable for partners who already made love or sex because they touched each other. "Or maybe, your instinct is just good and accurate." I raised my eyebrow.

How long was this drive? "Just keep driving." "You know," Maya started again, physically unable to stop talking apparently, "if you tried on a nose ring, it would really suit you. Something unique, maybe silver? Or black titanium? Not a huge one, just a small hoop with maybe a chain that connects to an ear cuff? I saw someone with that once and it was stunning. Very punk but also elegant? You have the face for it. Strong bone structure. Good symmetry. Though actually your face is interesting because it's not perfectly symmetrical but in a way that makes it more—"

“Come on. They’ll ask. You don’t want to say something like ‘rice’ and embarrass me.” I scoffed. “Wow. Thanks.” “Just answer.” “ it’s actually Rice .” He nodded. “Ohhh that was a good guess.” I gave a small laugh, just for a second. The ring store was quiet, sophisticated, and smelled like money. The floor sparkled. The staff wore gloves. It felt like I didn’t belong, i always had this non belonging feeling whenever i was at a place that smelt like wealth and power maybe that was the low self esteem Valerie always talked about.

We chose this style so that each band represented us while the diamond that unites them is our Riko. “It’s perfect.” I breathe out carefully, picking the ring up from the box. It was so small, but our girl has such delicate fingers. I looked at the inside of the delicate engraving, ‘if ever four were one, surely we are.' We modified the line from Anne Bradstreet’s poem. “Thanks, Mister Crump.” Elijah nods, taking the ring from me to inspect it.