Seven Sins Rings Novels & Stories

Ding Hao, if not with his acute Divine Awareness, might have mistaken it for an illusion. This Black Serpent Ring's origins were definitely not simple. As Ding Hao sank into the inner space of the ring using his Divine Awareness, what he saw surprised him. The space was at least ten times larger when comparing to Ding Hao's self-made ring. The first things that caught his eyes were five stacks of glowing black spinels neatly piled in the corner, each representing one of the five elements: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Any random stone was of the highest quality. Ding Hao only made a rough calculation. Each stack was of at least three thousand spinels, which meant that there were at lea

No turning back now. I moved to the large oak table in the center of the room. The wooden box, simple yet ornate, was already there—Caden must’ve brought it. It was made of dark, polished mahogany, etched with ancient pack symbols. Inside, nestled on a bed of velvet, were three silver rings, each precisely crafted, cold and gleaming in the dim light. They were etched with the delicate curve of a crescent moon and the intricate, interwoven lines of our bloodline’s crest.

But I am me and me is a fucking bad brat of the devil himself. I did not answer them for a long time and kept a poker face as I saw them shift uneasily as they held a joint ring in front of me. The ring was beautifully designed. It was dragon shaped and and the eyes of the dragon had blue sapphires set on it while a huge diamond solitaire stood in the middle depicting the open mouth of the dragon with rubies surrounding the body of the dragon. The ring must cost the fortunes of atleast five packs together ! Were they fucking serious to entrust their fortune on my fingers !!

Jacob smiled as he led Midnight Dancer away. The next few hours were filled with gift-giving and conversation. Grace’s favourite gift was from Erin, an Assassin’s Ring. An Assassin’s ring is a ring that had a concealed blade that would pop out when a button was ⎌pressed on the band. This Assassin’s ring was exquisitely made out of Gold and decorated with a pretty vine pattern. There was no way anyone would be able to tell what it was by looking at it.

The two of them had been slaving away for an hour trying to pick the perfect rings. Samson had picked out a three-stone ring with hexagon moss agate and moissanite set in black gold. The ring had a string of leaves above the three stones truly signifying Gertrude's connection to nature. Samson commented that the ring would fit Gertrude well.

She didn't quite understand why he would choose her. She looked at her ring on her finger,it was indeed very beautiful. The large diamond at the centre glimmered underneath the white light of her lounge. Around the band were tiny blue gems which matched her deep blue eyes. There was atleast twenty gems on the ring. It looked expensive and custome made. "Although it was stunning,it was a curse on her finger. It was the root of her problem,if that ring was not on her finger ,she wouldn't have run off!" Willow thought.

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.”

The week after the risky office encounter became a tightrope walk over an abyss. Alex tried desperately to regain control of his spiraling life, but Jordan had become an obsession he couldn’t shake. Every spare moment, every excuse, led back to them. The guilt toward Sarah grew heavier with each passing day, yet the thrill of the forbidden only made the sex hotter, more desperate, more addictive.

In a circle, they surround an equal armed cross, the living symbol of truth. 'This ring is a very powerful one,' Osdara continued as the king and his men looked on, partly amazed and partly wondering. 'Its power does not lie in itself but in the great and mighty laws that permeate the whole Universe. The twelve precious stones have true cosmic influence which nothing can remove.

“The ring on that kid’s hand is called the Dark Dragon Ring. I’ve seen it on the dark web, and it’s the symbol of the Dark Dragon King, the King of the Dark World. “Think about this. If we did anything to them just now, we might already be dead right now.” “What?” The robbers were horrified, and their faces were immediately filled with horror. At this moment, one of the robbers who was keeping watch called out to Scar. “Boss, more people are coming.”