5 Stone Family Ring Novels & Stories

The wedding was less than an hour away. Neither my family nor my superior had arrived yet, but once they saw my bare hand without that pink diamond, they would never let it go. If Owen could present a suitable ring, at least I could find an excuse to cover the situation. I heard a man's breath on the line. Taking it as him, I explained, "There's still an hour. Your family is the country's largest jeweler—getting another ring is hardly difficult. Just bring one quickly. And it can't be too small—at least six carats or more, otherwise—"

“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's everything I could have hoped for for you. Your father would approve too. I want you to have this.” “What is it?” I asked her. “Just open it,” she chuckled. The box was made of green velvet. It was a jewelry box. I cracked the lid. Then I gasped. It was a ring. It had a deep red stone, set off by diamonds. The band was platinum gold. I admired the red stone. It looked like a ruby, but not quite. I’d never seen anything quite like it before.

The bond between us will be too strong, making it difficult to push him away. I lowered my eyes to the dark grey floor. "I'm not strong enough," I responded. She laughed and returned to her table, removing an object from a small chest box. Then she came back to me, slowly revealing a necklace with a small, round, light gray stone pendant, resembling the moon, in the palm of her hand.

“Let me be more specific. That ring was used for an evil deed ten years ago. And I've been in search of the owner for the past few years “ Now something flickers in his eyes. Surprise. Wariness. “I think you're mistaken—” “I'm not mistaken!” My voice rises despite my attempt at control. "I know what I'm talking about Elder Rian. Summer has the same ring. It looks like some certain lineages or people have this particular ring. What's the deal with it, elder?” His hand moves unconsciously to the ring on his finger. The silver band with the wolf design. The red stone that caught moonlight while my world burned. “This ring has been in my family for generations,” he says carefully. “And many wolv

On our seventh anniversary, Don Leonardo Luciano gave me an eight-carat pigeon's-blood ruby ring. He told me it was a family heirloom, passed from one Donna to the next. "Camilla, I can't give you a wedding yet, but in my heart, you're already my wife." My eyes filled with tears as I slipped it onto my finger. Then I asked my best friend, Nora Bennett, to examine it after her shift at the auction house. She held it under a lamp and slowly turned the stone. A ring of crimson light appeared inside it. "This isn't a natural ruby." "How is that possible? Leonardo gave it to me. It's a family heirloom." Nora frowned. "Really? I heard every piece of Luciano family jewelry bears a gold lion crest.

He didn't wait for my response or cared how his words made me feel. A notification appeared on my phone. It was an email, and I clicked on it. ‘Sorry to inform you this early, Mrs Stone, but the stone on your ring is fake and was forged with high quality metal. If you choose to purchase an original, there's also another problem. The last original one was purchased three weeks ago, by a Mr. Stone.’

He held it between us, snapping it open with a sharp *click*. Inside sat a ring that defied every tradition of Oakhaven high society. It wasn't the clear, brilliant diamond Julian had used to 'mark' me as his property. This was a **Black Diamond**—a raw, jagged, five-carat stone that seemed to swallow the light of the hallway. It was surrounded by a halo of small, blood-red rubies that looked like droplets of frozen fire. I hesitated, my hand hovering in the air. The sheer weight of what this represented—a contract that bound my life to the most dangerous man in the city—suddenly felt very real.

It surely wasn’t a diamond. “This is musgravite, one of the rarest stones in the world. And I especially got this made for you. A rare stone for my rare and beautiful woman,” he smiled looking down at the ring and pulling it out of the box. And before I could pull my hand back, he held it and pulled up. I snapped my eyes shut and cursed inwardly. I didn’t really have to look at his face. I had already anticipated his reaction.

Obviously, Emmy told Jasper right away but that was it. Currently, I was sitting on a seat in the private air plane. I kept admiring the ring he had given me. Platinum metal had a singular black one karat circle cut diamond. The band had a twisting pattern around it. The black diamond, I learned later represents the Black Moon name. Alec’s great great grandpa mined this stone and designed this entire ring. The metal had to get replaced due to the wear over the years but they kept the design and the stone. “Eath to Kristen!” Alec waved his hand between my eyes and the ring.