"Hello Mrs Ryan?" Ryan said to the receiver of his phone and he walked towards the exit of his house. "I was about to call you now." "My…daughter...she is dying Ryan," she dropped the bombshell. Ryan clenched his fists on the phone. "Are you at the hospital?" "Yes" Ryan arrived there as quickly as he could but as he arrived at the entrance of the hospital he had a weird feeling that something was off and the more he thought about it the stronger the feeling was. He couldn't place his hands around it but he had a strange foreboding feeling. He dashed through the ward corridors towards a private ward. Just as he pushed open the door he met the gaze of three men all looking suspicious. The bed behind them was empty! "Where is she?" The words slipped out of Ryan's mouth when he locked eyes with one of the men. He wouldn't forget those eyes, this was the same guy that had tried to assassinate him, luckily he had escaped. "You!" The burly man stepped forward with resentment in his
His legs stepped on an empty space badly before he could balance his body he had fallen down into an empty ditch! 'curses' He groaned as he felt the rejuvenating warm energy pulsate from the ring and spread all over his body while he laid down in the ditch looking up at the distant night sky.He was at the edge of death and the healing abilities of the ring prevented him from taking that last step. He struggled to grin as he thought of gus life so far, about a month ago he had gone from not giving a shit about his life to actually wanting to live so badly. The ring had given him hope and had well brought doom to his doorstep and at this moment a warm feeling pulsated from the ring and he felt the injury close. After about an hour, he crawled out of it with a strange expression on his face. *I'll hunt you all!" he muttered.******* His heart pounded heavily in his chest seeing this henchmen in Mrs Sonya's daughter's ward. He tried to feel at ease too when he saw the bed was empt
Ryan's breath hitched slightly at the unexpected tenderness of Mrs. Sonya's touch. Mrs. Sonya's hesitation was palpable, the weight of the moment stretching out between them as she finally removed his shirt completely. Mrs. Sonya coughed, turning away to hide her flushed cheeks. She busied herself at the sink, letting the cold water run over the bloodied shirt, as she wrung out the shirt, the water tainted pink with diluted blood swirling down the drain.Mrs. Sonya possessed a beauty that was both striking and serene, a delicabalance that seemed to echo the dualities of her life. Her features held an angelic quality, with soft, gentle curves. Her skin, a flawless canvas, had a subtle glow, yet beneath the surface lay the traces of sleepless nights and worry lines.Her eyes, deep and expressive, were framed by long, dark lashes. Her hair, a cascade of luscious locks, fell around her shoulders in a manner that was both effortless and ele
Ryan thought for a moment and shook his head. He knew humans well enough. They were ready to exploit anything exploitable. Even with his cover as it was still suspicious how he had really healed her. This was a terminal disease that only heart surgery could solve and if news of a random man using accupuncture to heal someone with the disease it was enough to cause a wave. Mrs Sonya watched as her daughter looked at her with curiosity in her eyes. "Mommy, am I going to die?" She asked her in her little girl's voice. Mrs Sonya patted Emily's little head and assured her. "No, Emily," She said as she pushed back tears at the corner of her eyes. "Then why are you crying?" She asked, looking at her mother intently. Sonya shook her head, "These are tears of joy, I'm happy to see you're fine." Sonya sniffled she turned back to look at Ryan standing behind her. "She would be discharged soon," She smiled and he nodded at her with a strange look in his eyes. He couldn't explain it but a
Ryan left the duo there walking out of the mansion briskly.Whether it was just his intuition or the boons from the rings ability but he knew the young man's gaze was fixed on his back. But he didn't turn back to look at them. "Bye dear." Sonya called out to him and he stiffened. It felt so awkward but Ryan knew just exactly what happened there. It was not hard to guess that Sonya had used him to avoid that young man asking her out to the banquet. "But why?"He wondered.********* The days went by in a flash and he didn't even realize when the weekend arrived. Ding! Ding! He squinted as he woke up to his blaring alarm, it was already late afternoon and he hadn't even been woken up earlier by his morning alarm. Groaning as he stretched his hands to stop the alarm, it immediately stopped and he rolled on his back to stare at the flat ceiling above him. He sighed as he thought of the things he had to do today. His Scar ointment was managed by Mrs Sonya already so ge didn't have
Ryan thought for a moment and shook his head. He knew humans well enough. They were ready to exploit anything exploitable. Even with his cover as it was still suspicious how he had really healed her. This was a terminal disease that only heart surgery could solve and if news of a random man using accupuncture to heal someone with the disease it was enough to cause a wave. Mrs Sonya watched as her daughter looked at her with curiosity in her eyes. "Mommy, am I going to die?" She asked her in her little girl's voice. Mrs Sonya patted Emily's little head and assured her. "No, Emily," She said as she pushed back tears at the corner of her eyes. "Then why are you crying?" She asked, looking at her mother intently. Sonya shook her head, "These are tears of joy, I'm happy to see you're fine." Sonya sniffled she turned back to look at Ryan standing behind her. "She would be discharged soon," She smiled and he nodded at her with a strange look in his eyes. He couldn't explain it but a
Ryan's heart skipped a beat as panic began to settle in. The invitation card, his golden ticket to the evening's event, was missing. The realization hit him like a cold wave as he frantically searched his pockets once more, hoping against hope that he might have missed it somehow. "I'm telling the truth. Please, there must be some mistake," Ryan pleaded, his voice edged with desperation. The dim lighting of the entrance did little to hide the distress on his face.The bouncer, unimpressed and unmoved by Ryan's plea, crossed his arms. "No card, no entry. Those are the rules," he stated flatly, his gaze stern and unyielding.Ryan took a deep breath, trying to collect his thoughts. He knew he had to act quickly or risk missing the event entirely. "Listen, I understand the situation, but I'm expected inside. Could you please check the list? My name is Ryan Smith, and I assure you, I am a VIP guest."Then the bouncer raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical The bouncer frowned at him, "Sorry
Ryan's heart skipped a beat as panic began to settle in. The invitation card, his golden ticket to the evening's event, was missing. The realization hit him like a cold wave as he frantically searched his pockets once more, hoping against hope that he might have missed it somehow. "I'm telling the truth. Please, there must be some mistake," Ryan pleaded, his voice edged with desperation. The dim lighting of the entrance did little to hide the distress on his face.The bouncer, unimpressed and unmoved by Ryan's plea, crossed his arms. "No card, no entry. Those are the rules," he stated flatly, his gaze stern and unyielding.Ryan took a deep breath, trying to collect his thoughts. He knew he had to act quickly or risk missing the event entirely. "Listen, I understand the situation, but I'm expected inside. Could you please check the list? My name is Ryan Smith, and I assure you, I am a VIP guest."Then the bouncer raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical The bouncer frowned at him, "Sorry