Til Death Rings Novels & Stories

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

' Serena, stripped of my support, went bankrupt. This was her intended ending anyway, so I felt no pity for her. As for Lark, without the abilities I bought for her, she died at the hands of her stepmother. The system was ruthless to the core. Before she died, she told her she was only good with the gun because of the purchase I made. Her lips moved, but she never managed to even say the words, "I'm sorry." Still, I no longer cared for their apologies. Finally, the system transferred my last reward. Two billion.

"We're in a hurry." The audience laughed nervously. Mira frowned from the sidelines. "Uh... okay," Todd said, flipping a page. "Do you, Elion Marrow, take Cale Atlas Rion..." "I do," Elion said immediately. "And do you, Cale Atlas Rion..." "I do," Cale said. His voice was strong, despite the pain. " The rings," Todd stammered. Elion pulled the rings out. He jammed one onto Cale’s finger. Cale slid one onto Elion’s.

The rings separated and shot forward. Death started running. The rings hovered around him, and from the center of each ring shot blasts of flames. He blinked to avoid the attacks, but Amaterasu was persistent. She made sure the rings were placed in such a way that they would be ready to hit Death no matter where he ended up.

My corpse was set aside as the sky burial practitioner—my husband, Gideon Slater—removed the ring on my finger. He squinted at it and scrutinized it before casting it aside. Another sky burial practitioner asked, "Why does she have a ring, Gideon?" He wiped his blade indifferently. "I don't know. Maybe her family forgot to remove it." Soon, he would disassemble my body and mix the parts with flour so the vultures could have me. I watched with mixed feelings as I realized he didn't recognize my corpse. He didn't even recognize that the ring he'd cast aside was our wedding band!

I asked, though dread already coiled in my gut. “Darius.” Kael’s head snapped up. “No.” “He has the reverse rings,” Veyron continued, “and more. Ten mana rings. He will be going after the the medallion. Enough to tear a veil.” Kael staggered back like he’d been struck. I frowned. “What are the reverse rings really?” Kael laughed once, harsh and broken. “Not resurrection.” I turned to him. “They don’t bring the dead back,” he said. “They reverse the moment of death. Rewind the boundary itself.”

The blood had nearly stopped flowing. The position of his right hand was strange; his fingers curled as if trying to grasp something. I crouched down. In his open left hand, written crookedly in blood, was a single word: "Run". 02:14. One minute left. 02:15 came. Nothing happened. I was still alive. "Substitute death successful. Eric Dawson was killed at 2:14 in Parking Lot C. Remaining loop time: 48 hours. "Go to Parking Lot C. There’s something for you."

I beg your pardon for having to step away at this time, but know that I'd rather be hurt every day by your absence than be here disrupting your presidential campaign as well as risking both of our lives and losing you for the rest of my life. Two delicate golden rings. Karila waited silently, until she returned to the bed covering her nakedness with the sheet, sitting and helping Karila to do the same, her mess was beautiful, it dazzled her eyes. Karila understood him from the start when she spotted the rings on her palm, held her breath, looking at the woman after exposing both jewels in her palm.

She would need to take this conversation up to a more extreme level. "I know what happened about Courtney," She fought onwards. She dropped the volume of her voice to make it sound more eerie and dangerous. "Don't say her name!" Emilia snapped. Alice could detect a small flicker of panic in her voice. That told her that what she was saying would have some effect. "Courtney died because of you." Alice continued, ignoring Emilia's response. "She died because you exposed her secret..." "Keep talking, and that'll happen to you too-"

Monica giggled softly, sliding the rings onto her fingers, trying to hold back tears of joy. "They fit perfectly. We'll take them," Jared said with a smile as they both packaged their rings and exited the store happily. However, their joy was short-lived as a limo slowly passed by, the window whining down, followed by the sound of gunfire. Jared was shot, falling to the ground lifeless. "Jared!" Monica cried out in shock and horror, her eyes turning red with tears. Passersby were drawn to the scene, offering help, but it was too late. Jared lay motionless, his pulse cold. He had died on the spot.