روايات وقصص ضمن The Rings

The ninth time I found a strange man's item in my fiancée's car, I picked up the ring and asked, "Whose ring is this?" "Are you doubting me again?" Olivia's voice dripped with impatience. She dialed a number with practiced ease. My sister picked up. "A man's ring? That's a gift I bought for Gregory. Seriously, bro? Olivia treats you like gold and you're still pulling this? Last time we all hung out, everyone was saying you're always accusing her of cheating. I didn't want to believe it, but wow." My best friend Gregory also chimed in when he heard. "Ethan, how do you expect Olivia to feel comfortable marrying you if you keep this up? Apologize. Now." The call ended. Olivia looked at me w

I whisper, tears steadily streaming down my cheeks. The whole band on each one on is covered in tiny diamonds, right in the center is a different colored stone. Reece is holding one with a sparkly black gem. Raikin's ring has a small red gem and Ryder's ring has a tiny sky blue gem stone in it. Their favorite colors. A way for me to distinguish my rings. "Baby girl. I know we are still young and we have a lifetime of getting to know each other ahead of us, but we wanted to ask you something." Raikin says, drawing my attention back to him.

Instead, there was a single, long dais carved from a single piece of white quartz. And there, resting on a velvet cushion that had resisted the touch of time, were two rings. They weren't made of gold or silver. One was carved from a dark, iridescent stone that shimmered like a wolf’s fur in the moonlight—the Ring of the Wolf. The other was forged from a metal that seemed to trap liquid fire within its bands—the Ring of the Dragon. As we approached, the rings didn't just sit there; they vibrated, singing a low note that resonated with the marks on our necks.

Hearing my acquiescence, Fabian Gates was overjoyed. “That’s dope! I knew I hadn’t misjudged you! Since I’m being considerate, just get me two brand new Audi R8s. If you’re short on cash, I can hook you up with an absolutely reliable money lender!” R8? Over three million dollars each? What am I, his sugar daddy? I sneered and probed cautiously, “Have you gotten permission from Ms. Jefferson’s husband to marry her?”

Everyone around us looked away from the violence, but no one had the courage to step in. "She shouldn't have picked a fight with a Marino." "Her hands are done for. She'll be lucky if she can even feed herself after this." "We're just civilians. People like us swallow our pride or end up dead." I had loved the piano since I was a child. I would be performing on stages all around the world. I couldn't lose my hands. The thought of losing them sent a cold, strangling fear through me. When Sofia lifted her heel again, my resolve collapsed. "I was wrong! You can have the ring! Take it! Just don't hurt my hands!"

Otherwise, we wouldn't have cycled through four potential brides like we were completing some sick checklist. Owen frowned, his expression serious. "At Mr. Vance's banquet, the four of you occupied an entire table. He glanced over once and said the owner of the ring is among the four women of the Lowe family. There's no mistake." Wearing a slightly smug expression, he passed the ring over and suggested, "Why don't you try it on, one by one?" My stepsister, Mia Lowe, who was always obsessed with appearances, recoiled. "I'm allergic to diamonds. I'd probably break out and die on the spot."

“But these rings are about as foolproof as you can get, provided you follow the rules. Just... no reflections.” I glanced around the table. The rings were the most bizarre part of all of this, but Queen Asetemra had insisted on them. I could understand why. We couldn’t risk being recognized in Dust Bowl. The people there knew the faces of the people who had been involved in the strange events surrounding the Dirt. “And you’re sure these rings will work on J?” I asked, turning to Bob.

MESMERIZING ! “Alright guys ! Listen to the instructions carefully,” Alpha Zoe said. “If you three really want our blessings, then you shall have to find three exactly identical special rings which have been gifted by us to you three. In fact, in that pool, there are 47 other, almost similar looking or feeling rings but they do not exist in triads. If your love is true, then your success shall prove it to us. Or else, we shall repeat the game in a pool of pig sty mud till you succeed,” she chuckled making the others around us laugh too. “That is easy,” Aira wondered out loud.

My parents were about to refuse but stopped when they saw the look I gave them. I took the ring—not because I was moved, but because on my last birthday, I had wished for a diamond ring from Jim. He had promised, then kept putting it off. But when I saw the initials ‘RS’ engraved inside the band, all my remaining patience vanished. "Tell Jim I don’t accept his confession." "And make sure he knows exactly who that ring was meant for." The Larsons looked like they’d seen a ghost. When they read the initials engraved inside the ring, they couldn’t bring themselves to say anything else to convince me.

The second was also a smooth ruby gold but twisted in such a way the black diamond on it was set right at the middle of the ring. Raven cleared her throat, understanding dawning on her face. The rings were a symbol of commitment, the ultimate brand or claim. As a wolf, wearing those rings meant forever, no buts whatsoever. I had planned to give her these rings before we separated and now that things have calmed between us and we're no longer fighting, it seems the best time to give it to her. Most couples often waited for years before exchanging them, for fear of losing each other or fear of the relationship not working out.