Rings Of Power Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You’ve got such a dirty mind, Dusha Moya.” He reached for the first aid kit and applied ointment to my wounds. His movements were gentle, precise. His warm breath fanned across my skin, sending a shiver straight down my spine. I closed my eyes, unable to watch him touch me — because if I did, I would lose myself. “Cassian,” I rasped as the ointment grazed my skin again. Something clenched between my thighs. As much as I hated to admit it, he still had control over me. But I knew this wasn’t right. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

Power. “You’re asking me to gamble with my son,” I said through clenched teeth. “No,” she whispered fiercely. “I’m asking you to fight for the power you deserve. Stop letting your fear blind you. Stop letting Caspian take everything from you.” Her words struck deep. I closed my eyes, gripping the railing again. Images flashed, Nyx’s face, her rejection, Caspian’s blade cutting into me, Liam’s innocent eyes. Power was just within my reach. I could already taste it. I wasn't about to let it go just because I was having second thoughts.

"Ha! I knew you were faking it. Listen here, there will not be a word of this to either of our parents. Otherwise, there won't even be a wedding.” "What Carina and I have is beyond your understanding. She’s only working to pay off her family’s debts, unlike you with your cheap schemes. Hurt her, and you’ll regret it." I nearly laughed. Men truly were pathetic creatures. For millennia, they had been obsessed with "saving" fallen women as if it were some noble calling. Without another word, I turned and walked away. The moment I stepped inside, a notification popped up. Carina had sent a video. The footage showed Simon fastening a necklace around her neck with reverent care. My stomach dropped

“That I must be married for at least three consecutive months to gain any rights to contest the power structure. If not, it all goes to them permanently.” I stared at him. “So… I’m your key to taking back what’s yours.” “Yes.” My mind reeled. “But why me? You could’ve picked anyone. Someone from your world.” His eyes darkened. “The reason I chose you doesn’t concern you.” I froze at his curt response. Threading lightly, I asked, “And what’s your stepmother like?” “She hates weakness. She hates anything she can’t manipulate. And you… well, she obviously has nothing on you.”

I need to turn the tables and make him start feeling uncomfortable for once so I take the offensive. “How could you not say anything? How could you act like you’ve been busy trying to find out who he is all the while watching Antonia get targeted again and again? I make myself sound angry and annoyed. I want him to feel like he’s a betrayal. Tieran bats every attempt of my emotional blackmail away as he responds, “I have been very busy being very busy trying to figure out who he is. I know it isn’t me, and I know there are other holders of the ring that grant access to the Obsidian level of the Starlight hall. There are four other holders excluding myself. Five rings that give access to that

They sparkle with blue energy and I know immediately that they are spelled. As Ash picks up the larger of the two rings, the three witches next to her place a hand on one another's back in a type of physical chain, the last link being Ashlynd herself. The buzz of power is almost audible as it extends through the witches into her and finally into the ring that she is slowly lowering onto Slate's hand. "Take your hands off my mate," I growl, Halcyon speaking through me as well, amplifying our will and our voice. "He's mine."

“I can take care of him myself. Thank you so much.” “What… what do you want? I will give you anything. Anything you ask for,” pleaded Vittore. “I want Auction Ring,” said Renata/Afanasiia. “Yes, yes, I will give you an auction ring. I will make you, so money from the auction ring that you won’t be able to count. You can sleep on money, eat on money, walk on money. I will give you the auction ring, anything,” Vittore didn’t waste any time and promised her the auction ring.

“Uh, come on, man. What’s going on?” I look down at my ring with a saccharine smile. “Alpha Farrow, I find it hard to believe you weren’t aware of her skills. She bends iron like water. She made this ring. The little gems, too. They hold my power so expertly.” Roman slowly turns around to face his father. He doesn’t shake Willow’s hand off his wrist, and she is too stunned to speak as she stares at the ring. Her eyes, however, are wet with unshed tears.

I didn’t think I will have to actively work hard to gain the company till now, I wanted to go to places and experience the strength of my power, I wanted to go to Gold university and give a god damned speech about being a scholarship student right there and returning as the owner. I wanted doors to open because my name was mentioned, even the flock of women that came with such liberties, Aria probably wouldn’t be able to come along as she would be raising our kids. The thought of power makes me hard and I take my shaft and stroke as I think of how much authority I will possess, and maybe if I like I will hold unto Emb as my mistress, put her on pills and whenever I wanted to fuck good, I’ll