5 Golden Rings Lyrics Novels & Stories

" He holds out his hand, dropping something into mine... ... Two somethings: my rings. The two beautiful rings, in red and gold, and white and gold, gifted to me by my Master and my Lover, drop into my palm. And as I slip them back onto my finger, to sit, interlocked as one piece again, the sun is shining, and my sky is blue.

"I-I mean... it's fucking gold, Hope. And diamonds and actual precious stones,” I say as a last attempt to save them. "Fine, we'll pawn them later," she scoffs and rolls her eyes, "But throw your rings to the pile. It's symbolic." "No," I whine. They're also gold, they will probably melt in the fire, "Guys, come on." "Take them off or we'll take them off for you," Rocky adds, taking a menacing step towards me, "I'm not kidding."

“But you know.” Iris nodded. “I know. And so will you.” Silence. My pulse pounded in my ears. Then, Iris’s gaze darkened. “Find the man who wears a black ring on his middle finger with a golden lion symbol on it.” I inhaled sharply, my body tensing. “Find the man whose golden chain is laced with poison.” A violent shudder ran through me. I felt Damon’s presence beside me, his wolf stirring with suspicion, but my mind was racing.

I stare at the ring in my finger. And this ring, this damn ring which has become a real germ for all the poisonous illnesses, would be my exquisite pearl. I had worn it with adoration, with love. My life would have been so simple that way. Closing my eyes, I repress my thoughts. If I had a power to put curse on someone, I would have used it against Ben. I wish I had never fallen for Ben. I ignore the pounding music and noises of people's chattering in the background, don't know when sleep overpowers me.

she try to pull the ring but it seems like it becomes smaller that she can't pulled it. "Your name is written here while mine is on yours... " he said referring to their rings. "Just sweet like always..." "And forever!" ****

Yes, you just got promoted in hell. ...... "Ring-a-ring-a-roses, A pocket full of posies; Ashes! Ashes! We all fall down. ...... Ring a ring a Rosie, A bottle full of posie, All the girls in our town, Ring for little Jodie." I was awaken by a voice of a singing little girl. I pried my eyes open and saw two little brown gems looking at me with such amusement.

What we have is timeless My love is endless And with this ring I Say to the world You're my every reason You're all that I believe in With all my heart I mean every word So as long as I live I love you Will haven and hold you You look so beautiful in white And from now 'til my very last breath This day I'll cherish You look so beautiful in white Tonight I look up and I smile as I saw my man standing there waiting on me with a huge smile on his face. You look so beautiful in white, yeah yeah Na na na na So beautiful in white Tonight And if a daughter is what our future holds

I said, holding it up so the light caught its darker edge, “to represent the nights we survive but never speak about.” My eyes briefly met Derrick’s. This time, I didn’t look away. “Its shadow is not emptiness,” I added quietly. “It is endurance.” A murmur moved through the crowd. I turned the ring slightly. Now the gold side faced them. “And this,” I continued, “is rebirth.” The gold caught the lights overhead and threw them back like fire. “Not everyone gets a second chance,” I said. “But those who do… shine differently.” Something in the room shifted again.

Yaz chuckled "Ouch" The high elder opened the rings and blessed them "May these rings bind you together in marriage. May they serve as a union of strength and unity that will weather any storm. May you both find peace in each other when the troubles of the words seem to be too much for any of you to bear."

I nodded and exhaled, calming myself. A few minutes went by and the priest called for the rings. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw my cousin, Raina walk up to us with a case. She stopped between us and smiled at me then opened the case. There were two golden rings sitting on the silk material in the case. I swallowed and picked the ring at the command of the priest then faced Sandy. “Repeat after me,” the priest said. I took her left hand, holding it gently, as if it was made of glass and sighed, waiting for the priest.