Samara Rings Novels & Stories

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.

The girl smiled, “Thank You for not thinking I’m a chatterbox,” then she thought of something and raised her hand up “Look this is my engagement ring, Isn’t it beautiful!, it's the most expensive one, she lifted her hand and showed it to Samaira, seeing the enthusiasm of the girl she couldn’t help but take a look The ring looked familiar to Samaira, it was a pink diamond, exquisite and rare “He truly spoils you,” Samaira went back to her days with Rick, he hadn’t given her a single gift till the end, then her thoughts went to Siddharth, he too must be pampering the other girl in his life like this right..

Darting her eyes that shortly shifted sharp to mine, Alice spat, “Then you’re not gonna have it because you’re not the pack’s Luna!” “I deserve this ring!” She proudly lifted her right hand, where the ring with the stone of amethyst in its center was worn. Crossing my arms across my chest, I pointed my body towards Samuel because arguing with Alice would never be my desire. “Would you ask your Luna to give me the ring I should be having in the first place or would you prefer me to go back there and tell Grandma everything?” Samuel sharply gasped for air, but before he could express his fury, I added, “Don’t try me because I will really do. Grandma thought her other Luna ring was in my posses

'You've always been pretty to my eyes, Sam,' Monika thought to herself. "Here, I have something for you." Sam fished out a small pouch from his pocket. He opened it and held out two identical bracelets. "Give me your hand." Sam slid on the ring he had bought from a famous jewelry shop. He remembered that Monika believes in sh*t, and he found the ring cute, so he bought it and also took one for himself. Monika smiled widely at the sight of the accessory on her hand. "Thank you, Sam. Does this mean we're getting married now?"

She put her phone upfront against my face, "He's my husband. Daniel is charming, handsome, caring and much better than Ashar." I fix my gaze on her phone screen and my confusion transforms into astonishment. Samara is in a wedding dress and beside her, a redhead, young man is standing in black tux. His arm is around her. "And didn't you notice the ring on my finger?" She upraises her another hand in air and shows me the back of her hand where I notice a silver ring in her third finger. "That's..." I look at her in bewilderment, covering my mouth with my hands. Oh God.

She resembled spilled ink bleeding across fresh snow. Her limbs stretched into smoky claws. Her eyes had become twin voids where even light disappeared. "It's useless, Emma!" Samara's roar echoed across the battlefield like thousands of bones snapping at once. "The Solstice belongs to me! The portal has vomited back everything your bloodline tried to bury." She spread her monstrous arms wide. "Your thrones will burn!" Emma didn't answer. Samara raised one hand. A spear of silver light tore across the clearing. She dismissed it with a lazy flick of her wrist.

Samara and I chorus. Samara is wearing a black, lace-playsuit that gathers tightly at the waist and stops shorter than mid-thigh, well and truly showing off her long legs. Her vibrant, red hair is straightened, falling down past her elbows. She's wearing striking red lipstick, making her seem very exotic and much older than 18. I sneak my drink into the car and down the cup on the way, beginning to feel light-headed. "Thanks for the lift!" I thank Samara's mum, before quickly tossing my jacket into the backseat and making my way out of the car.

Their parents cheered as Matthew slipped the ring on Ambrose's finger. "Wait, oh shit," Matthew muttered under his breath when he realized that Ambrose was still wearing his old engagement ring and wedding ring. "Let me get that off real quick." Ambrose couldn't help but chuckle as Matthew fumbled with the rings on his finger before putting on the new ring onto his finger. "It's beautiful, Matt. Thank you," Ambrose said, tears pooling in his eyes. "You don't have to say thank you, baby." "I know, but I want to."

Why did he take me, if he was about to have a wife? Wruy entered the stage in a black suit, a sword hanging from his belt. In his hand, there was a pillow with two rings on top of it. Both had a red ruby on it. "Guirita Tjulkher." The pastor said when the bigger ring was presented to her. "Do you take king Satan to be your beloved, your husband and the father of your children?" Samael was going to have children. With Guirita. "I do." She almost whispered. It was like slow motion how I saw the ring slipping around Sam's finger.

The whiff of her perfume gave a kick of exhilaration into his blood. He reached for her hand and was pleased that Samaire accepted his touch. Dominic gazed down at her bare fingers. An idea popped into his head and he immediately went with it. “My darling, where’s your ring?” Samaire’s fingers went rigid. “W-what?” Her eyebrows dipped and she stared at her hand. She gave the other men a quick glance before she stared at him. “You know, the ring… The one I gave you the other day...” His thumb grazed her wrist and Dominic felt her pulse pounding.