Samara On The Ring Novels & Stories

The soft undertones of vanilla that comes off of her when she moves has been driving me crazy since I first met her on the stage. What is going on with me? My first instinct is to apologize to the intriguing woman for being too rough, but the sight of her launching herself into Brutus’ arms when he quickly exits the car and makes his way around to us has me seeing red instead. “Mr. Jones.” Samara squeals as she throws her arms around his neck. “You will never believe what has happened to me.” She opens her mouth to explain to Brutus her troubles, but is interrupted by me roughly yanking him away from him.

Roman put the ring on my finger and got up to pull me into a hug. “i realized I didn’t ask you properly and I wanted to do that before your brothers killed me” he whispered the last part. I giggled admiring the ring that sat on my finger. “congratulations amore” Ace said coming forward and hugging me. He looked at my face and frowned. “are you sick?” he asked.

I managed to survive once the surgery was over. After that, I never took the ring off. It stayed on my finger all this time. And now, Ella wanted it. I instinctively looked at Lance, seeking his opinion. He hesitated for just a moment before saying, "Give it to her." I froze for a second. The sorrow in my eyes gradually settled into calm. I quickly removed the ring and dropped it on the ground. Seeing what I did, he grew furious. Through gritted teeth, he snarled, "Lisa, is this how you treat something I gave you? You just threw it away?"

When Logan saw the moonstone jewelry set still untouched in the velvet box, all the pieces finally fell into place. It must've started on that night, the one when he failed to show up. Then, as if struck by a thought, he picked up his phone, went through online articles, and found the post at the very top. It had thousands of views and comments. The post was a candid photo of him and Bianca at the movies. At that moment, something clicked inside him.

Mortimer demanded, "You're the bastard who pushed my sister-in-law and nephew around? I'll kill you!" I covered my son's eyes the moment Mortimer started throwing punches. He was trained in kickboxing, and he never stopped practicing. That punch must've hurt. Blood trickled down the corner of Christopher's lips, and Mortimer pulled him up by the collar. Christopher gave me a look that had many emotions within. Then, he clenched his teeth. "Kill me if you want. I won't give up on Queenie." Rachel lunged at Christopher and cried, "Mr. Halloway, if you want to hit someone, hit me! This is all my fault!" She couldn't stop shaking.

After seeing Clement and his parents off with Mom and Dad, I rubbed my tired eyes. Before going to bed, I checked my phone and came across a new post from Celine. Her posts were only visible to me. The photograph captured two intertwined hands, each with a custom ring on their ring finger. The caption read, "Jay put it on me—slipped it on my finger himself. I'm over the moon!" I had spent almost half a year designing those rings. They were one of a kind, and he had given them to Celine without the slightest concern for me.

Thane asked. "It's a symbol of our clan. So this ring is very important. I'm the only one left of my kind." Thane frowned. "What do you mean? You're a Terran, right?" The girl smiled, but before she could answer him, she vanished. "Time is up. You need to return." Samara warned them. A shady air surrounded them, and when he looked around, they were in the tower. Elisia looked at Thane. His face was in disbelief because even though his mate was unable to answer him, it was clear that she wasn't a Terran and that she might be alive.

While Adele was thinking about her conversation with Sybil, Alexa interrupted her by saying, " The Moon Goddess has chosen us to have two mates, but those two mates do not want to choose us." Exactly, at that moment, Adele heard a blast and turned around to see Samara rising from her seat. " Showtime's over. I have given you enough time to fight among yourselves. Now it's my turn to play. Who should I get rid of first? " Samara looked at all the people gathered and asked, " Ahhh...!! I know. Mr. Black... You are the biggest threat here." She sent a ball of fire at Chris, but he dodged it at the right time. Liam tried to attack Samara, but she sent him flying back.

Aubrey said confidently. “This girl,” Grandma said as she pulled the chair. “I swear you will be the end of everyone if it happens that the ring had landed into the wrong hands.” Aubrey glared at her grandmother, “Which wrong hands' grandma? According to moon goddess rules, that ring can only be owned by three people, the chosen ones and that is us; I and Angelo, you or any other person from Diana's hunters generation. We are the only exciting members of Diana's hunters generation and here, Angelo is the chosen one. So what I mean if the ring is among the three of us, it can't get lost.”

Samantha looked down at the ring in her hand, then at him, still bound to the bed. "I don't know if anything you say will be enough anymore," she whispered. She walked to the window, the dying light glowing beautifully on her figure in the sheer pink lace. She stood there for a long moment, dangling the ring out of the window. "She said one more thing--," Samantha said quietly, not turning around. "I don't want to hear it." Jadon had finally had enough. He snapped the ribbon easily and rubbed his wrists, before standing and walking up behind her.