Samara Morgan From The Ring Novels & Stories

I answered slowly, trying to understand why she looked so worried about whatever Daisy might have done. "We need to head out as well." Morgana pointed out and I nodded. I stared at her with uncertainty in my eyes. She certainly looked concerned about something Daisy did to the ring but she doesn't want to share it. "Steve, right?" Morgana asked while Steve nodded. "You'll get the ring in few minutes. Be ready, understand?" "Yeah." Steve nodded. She turned to me and stared at me with a forced smile. "Now, let's wait for it before we leave. It'll certainly help out 'cause it will decrease the powers Sage is currently using to attack."

Chad asked after finishing chanting. “I can't pick the ring, it just burned my fingers,” Omega Yna replied. Chad checked her fingers, then looked at Yna. “I am sorry that I have to tell you this, you can't take that ring unless you are from Diana's hunters generation, your hand will be burned beyond recognition if you try again,” Chad revealed. “What? Are you serious right now, or you are pranking me?” Omega Yna asked as her heart started to race faster. “I am not lying or pranking, if you want to get burned, go on and try…”

Samira. Joey couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of Ray’s stunned expression. Ray blinked a few times, his mind failing to comprehend what he was seeing. Was this a prank? Was he still jet-lagged from his trip? Meanwhile, Samira, standing there with her usual poise, met his gaze with a cool, unreadable expression. Her beauty was as striking as ever—her caramel skin glowing under the office lights, her dark, wavy hair falling effortlessly over her shoulders. She wore a professional yet flattering dress that hugged her curves, exuding confidence. But what caught Ray’s attention the most was the distinct lack of a wedding ring on her finger.

Ten minutes was enough for what Chief Priest Kaka wanted to do – no, it was more than enough. The ring that Chief Priest Kaka was holding onto was a bit more special than the other. For it was a ring that contained the soul of Village Head Samoa. It was a soul that was captive to its own race. Clenching the ring within his palm, Chief Priest Kaka closed his eyes and channelled his energy into the ring, allowing his spirit to be summoned into the space within.

Throwing my shoulders back and lifting my chin up, wanting to show the shifter kingdom that I was strong, fierce, and not to be fucked with. “I present to you all, Her Majesty, Luna Queen Morrigan Faith O’Connor!” Rian booms out. I turn my head sharply to him, confused as to why he used his last name to find him on one knee next to me, with a beautiful princess-cut diamond ring nestled in a ring box.

"But I won't give up on you. No one is worthy of becoming your Luna except me." Samantha threw Morgan one last piercing look before she went out of the room.

Lucien tensed. I pulled out the Solaris Ring. The ring glowed softly in my palm — warm, alive. Lucien looked reverent. Worried. A little terrified. “Samantha,” he whispered, “you do not understand the bond this forges.” “Lucien. Put it on so we can train before I lose my mind.” “Your trust—” “PUT. IT. ON.” He swallowed sharply. Then extended his hand. The instant he touched it, the ring flared — bright gold.