Seven Sins Rings Novels & Stories

It was thin and glowed with a faint blue light. “Sienna,” I responded. "Hand," he commanded. I held out my hand. He slid the ring onto my finger. It clicked and tightened. It felt like it was part of my skin. "What is this?" I asked. "Your tally," Dan replied. "It’s a magic device. It tracks your orgasms. Rule Number Seven says you need ten a day. You just had your first one with William. The ring shows a '1'. You have nine more to go before the sun sets, or you'll spend the night in the 'Punishment Pit.' Trust me, you don't want that."

But they still wield their weapons cautiously. “See?” Envy pants, a smile taking over her face. If she hurts from what she has done to her body, she masks it well. “You cannot harm me. You may be the King’s warriors, but I am closer to him. You have no connection with the King. Sin has a special connection with the seven deadly sins. Whatever you do to me, he will feel it.” … [alkhemi and its connections — that’s one disadvantage of existing in this kingdom; you are connected to someone, be it for bad or for good] …

Vance was on the passenger seat while the pair of us was on the back along with Gwen. "Here, I made these to cloak our presence," the witch said, giving each one of us a ring. It looked like it was made of obsidian, probably because that we weren't fond of silver. It also had a weird symbol in it which I think a witch circle or something. "You may wear it whenever you want but be aware that those are coordinated rings." "Meaning?" Sage questioned, scrutinizing the accessories thoroughly. "Only those who wear them could sense each other even from afar. I only made six though. You can give Esther the other one later."

Daniela’s eyes dim into its deeper hue, thinking and deeply to the possibilities of the things and the current events that are happening around her. “Seven.” She whispers, while thinking of the things and the people that holds the title and the things that could possibly be the keys that she is looking for. “Seven worlds, seven books, seven shard souls and the seven deadly sins. Just how damn deeper is this world could be?” The thought that she just asks and realizes after remembering everything of the past six loops. The sacrifices and pieces that are collected and needed for the sake of that perfect destruction that HE wanted. No, they all needed.

A habit, not a fear of losing it. The High Elder struck the stone floor three times with his staff. The rotunda fell silent. He looked at her. The dome's light washed her face pale, a faint gilding of gold on her cheekbones—not rouge, just light. Her eyes were grey-blue, and that ring of gold at the edges of her pupils looked, in this light, like a flame about to go out. She was looking at him. Looking at his eyes. Nothing else. He took the ring from his pocket. Silver. No gemstone, no crest—only the inscription on the inside. He held it between his thumb and forefinger and raised it for her to see.

She snatched the ring from my hand and held it up to the moonlight. "This is hilarious!" "This piece of trash is nothing but worthless iron painted to look like bronze." She snapped the ring in two in front of everyone. The metal broke with a sharp snap. "A real Benedetto signet ring looks like this." Carmela raised her left hand. On her ring finger, a solid gold family crest gleamed in the candlelight. I stared at the metal shards in my palm, then at Salvatore on the steps. I prayed he would give me an explanation.

Louise said, her eyes flashing with malice as she looked at me. "Oh, right. Do you know when he gave me this ring?" Smirking, she continued, "It was during our seventh time doing it. He whispered in my ear, saying how good it'd be if I weren't his sister. He said he'd definitely marry me if that were the case." With my head lowered, I listened in silence. My hands curled tightly around the gown, crumpling it. Then, I unclenched my hands and chuckled.

I just wanted things to be over and finish this task that Azarius had ordered us to do. Azarius chuckled and clasped his hands together. "Very well." I took a breath as he had finally taken it seriously. "Well, the wired rings I requested from you, Faustina..." he began and looked at us. "Since you two are going to infiltrate the Crimson Sorrow pack," he paused, talking about that pack from the southwestern that kept gathering some manpower to overthrow Azarius. Also, some rogue attacks were happening in the northwestern, which divided the attention between the royal military and knighthood. "I need you to find the three leaders handling that pack. To do that, I need you two to wear this aft

“Kismet…Rings of Truth…the soft wings of your love caught me unaware. Apart we were like missing puzzles, constantly missing the other halves of ourselves. Missing you daily, calling your name…Peter…you saying Sammy…our fantasy…our reality, emotional, determined, and persistent, the soft wings of our love, magnetic, passionate, loyal, sensual, loving…you are mine, Peter, I am your Sammy.” END