The Rings Novels & Stories

Together, they had been melded into one a physical embodiment of our joined destinies. Alex took the rings in his hands, his eyes softening as he looked at me. “Lily,” he said, his voice low but resonant, “these rings represent the bond that has brought us together. Not just as a couple, but as a community bound by love and shared hope. I give you this ring as a symbol of my promise, a promise that I will always stand by your side, through every joy and every challenge that may come our way.”

“I can take care of him myself. Thank you so much.” “What… what do you want? I will give you anything. Anything you ask for,” pleaded Vittore. “I want Auction Ring,” said Renata/Afanasiia. “Yes, yes, I will give you an auction ring. I will make you, so money from the auction ring that you won’t be able to count. You can sleep on money, eat on money, walk on money. I will give you the auction ring, anything,” Vittore didn’t waste any time and promised her the auction ring.

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.

(Please read this note before reading this chapter. Thankisses.) *NOTE: A ring of eternity isn't just a possession. It's a ring that binds two people in a marriage. It's a ring that can never be removed, unless one's finger is chopped off. It's a ring that can alternatively be removed when one significant other dies.*

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.”

Tsarayu questioned as he examined the ring closely. Tsarayu knew from the memories he had inherited that this world contained some special rings called storage rings. The rings could be used to contain various items inside them. He wondered if this was one of those rings. Tsarayu tried sending his Qi inside the ring, but nothing happened. Tsarayu had read about storage rings and how they were used. Storage rings often needed someone to send a bit of their Qi inside them to open up the ring or put things inside, but nothing happened when he sent his Qi inside the ring.

"I may have just the thing you need." He searches for something momentarily, then brings out a black velvet display case with three rings attached. "The first ring shoots out a precise laser that can mutilate any target. The second ring, transforms into a small knife. The third ring is very similar to the second one, however the tip of the blade is laced with a powerful paralytic. Temporarily paralyzing any attackers after contact." "The last one is exactly what I'm looking for." "Great it comes in a bunch of different designs. It's available with a simple stud, or a rose, or a star."

The servants carried with them two black diamond rings that stood for royalty. The ring shines brilliantly and is so stunning that it leaves onlookers speechless and awestruck. Miren's head was tingling, and she was staring with wide eyes at the glistening rings. She inadvertently withdrew her hand after lightly touching the black diamond ring; she did so as if the ring were a dangerously flaming object. Her hand had subconsciously raised slightly. Drake reached for his ring and lifted it to examine it, prompting with his voice.

“I have this moment of constant déjà vu.” “Please explain to me.” “I am standing outside in the bright sunlight.” “What are you doing there?” he asks in that same soothing tone. “I am looking at my hand. I am also hearing a voice coming from the tree.” “What are you seeking in your hand that isn’t there?” “Rings…” she sounded very puzzled. “Kismet…” “Ah yes…I know what you mean.” “You do?” she questioned intrigued. “Tell me, as I am confused.” “Once upon a time I met this beautiful gypsy. She told me the tales of kismet…that the rings always tell their own individual truth.”

Zach reprimanded them both, and they both fell silent. "This will help us now," said Raven, referring to the black box she was holding. He opened it and we saw that it was a ring. It was six silver rings, to be exact. The design is full of rings with glued diamonds of various colors. The design of the rings is just the same. It's cute! "Here. Those rings will light up when I press the violet diamond. I will press it once I feel something strange, " said Raven. "Don't tell me you invented it too?" Brent asked