Samara Rings Novels & Stories

Seraphina murmured as she walked into the store with Samira. While waiting for Samira a couple of rings suddenly attracted her attention and she decided to get one for Jason , she walked towards the rings and began looking around " excuse me ma'am is there anything in particular you are looking for ?" asked a sales girl " Oh I'm looking for a ring " said Seraphina staring the obvious " For you or someone else ?" she asked again " For a friend , a male in his early twenties " " Do you have his ring size ?" " I would know once I see it I guess "

Jasson whispered, relentlessly staring at Samara’s face as he caressed her straight, chocolate-colored hair. Samara brought her right palm to the lower part of Jasson’s left cheek and boldly kissed him on the lips. “I am not a minor anymore, Master,” she said, her lips brushing his. She moves away a little, brings her hands to the back of her head, and pulls back the tiny lever of the c-spring of the necklace that Jasson gave her on her 17th birthday to unclasp it from the chain. She removed the ring that had been made into a pendant for a year. “And I’m ready to marry you.” She slipped the ring on her ring finger without taking her eyes off Jasson.

'Why did you ask for the ring?' Sirius didn't answer immediately, which was unusual. Her wolf rarely hesitated. When she did speak, her tone had shifted, 'The ring of the Great Lycan King isn't some ornament.' Saeris could almost feel her wolf sorting through thoughts, weighing words. 'It keeps him from the madness of the Cradle-Eater.' Cradle-Eater. The name alone made her stomach turn. 'But it won't hold much longer. The corruption spread too far before the ring was returned to him.' Saeris closed her eyes, breathing through the weight of that information. She opened them to find herself standing in the stable yard, watching Samkiel run an assessing hand down a white mare's flank. A

Ivana was so nervous as she blinked severally, her heart beating faster like a party drum. Sammy left his hands, and fished out a diamond and gold ring that he bought it from Ghana as a souvenir. The half of the ring was pure diamond while the other was pure gold that was shining brightly with the reflection of the sun. He opened then went down on one knee, “Ivana my love, will you be my wife?” Sammy asked as he looked up on Ivana. Ivana smiled then stretched her hand out as tears streamed down her cheeks. “Yes, Sammy I will be,” She replied as she let the tears flow. Sammy smiled then pushed the ring into Ivana's middle finger on her left hand.

He had never encountered a witch before but there was something about her that he couldn't figure out. Samara watched them intently trying to figure out her next move. The circle she had drawn was no longer a full circle. During her fall the symbols had rubbed off and that meant she couldn't do any more spells. As much as she could draw energy from others, she was still too young to cast spells without the help of the circle. "Why would I do that? She can die for all I care. She has no meaning to me", Samara retorted angering the Alpha to his last limit.

Should it be more than that? "Cara Lewis!" Sam said. "Are you kidding me?" he asks her, almost crying. But Cara doesn't even blink. “No declaration of love? And where is the ring?!?! How can I marry you without a ring? ” And Sam’s heart can’t take it anymore and he bursts into tears. "I will give you ten rings if you want, just accept me. I can’t stand it anymore! I am going crazy knowing that you are fooling around and that I can’t stay with you. “

"This is just the beginning. By tonight, you'll have no reputation, no shelter, no future. No one will help you now. No one will believe you." Lora leaned in from the other side. "Your three-carat ring? Samuel took it back the day after he proposed to me. He said it was never his grandmother's, just something he bought to shut you up. My ring is eight carats. Worth more than your entire existence." Samuel didn't speak, but his eyes met Mona's briefly. There was nothing there, no guilt, no remorse, not even hatred. Just emptiness, as if she were nothing at all.

The ground shook terribly, and I had to hold onto Axel or else I'd fall. "Stop scaring the younger ones, Samara," Amara scolded her, but instead of listening, she hit the staff on the ground yet again. "Welcome to your doom," she said again.

he handed it over to her as she took it reluctantly and observed. Her eyes bulged when she saw *SAMARA* boldly written on the bracelet.

Sia said turning and walking towards the door. If she spent another second in the room, she wasn't going to allow Samantha to see the ring. And the latter needed to see it as soon as possible. She got into a taxi and Sia threw her head backwards closing her eyes while allowing the night breeze to blow against her face. She had a match that night and it was against another female fighter who was just claiming up the rank. She knew the fight would end quickly and faster but it was the least vicious fight she could show Samantha. The taxi stopped in front of a club and they both got down paying the driver.