5 Stone Family Ring Novels & Stories

Undebatable. Finn took it, cautious, as though it might burn his fingers. When he opened the lid, a subtle flicker of disbelief crossed his face. Inside lay a ring. But not just any ring. The ring. A platinum band crowned with a deep crimson stone… the color of blood caught in moonlight. Black diamonds ringed its centerpiece, dark as sin and just as rare. It was unmistakable. Ancient. Priceless. Worn by the first Walton to build the empire. Passed down through generations. Reserved only for those deemed irreplaceable.

I look at him, and I can see he is scared of what my answer is. “YES,” I yell. He smiles at me and slides the most gorgeous ring I have ever seen onto my finger. I pull him into a kiss and wrap my arms around his neck. He has his hands on my hips. I break the kiss, and he gets back up and sits down in his chair. He has the biggest smile on his face. I look at the ring. The band is platinum. The centre stone is a huge diamond in a princess cut with several small emeralds running down the sides of the band. The ring sparkles as I have never seen a ring sparkle.

I grinned and popped the case open like it was treasure. She leaned forward. “Okay… wow.” “I know, right?” I said, lifting the ring carefully. “This is the East larger pack family heirloom. It's a natural diamond in platinum bond. It has been passed down from generation to generation. You can feel the history in it.” Vivian whistled. “That thing looks expensive to come with a lot of story.” “Probably,” I laughed. “But look at the craftsmanship. Whoever made this, knew exactly what they were doing. The balance is perfect.”

I find a beer and the guys who got suckered into being here huddled around a football game on television. When she screams, I know she's seen it. Everyone stops what they're doing to look at her as she comes sliding across the floor before jumping into my arms with her legs around my waist. She shows me the ring, as if I didn't pick it out. The center stone is almost two carats, surrounded by a ring of tiny stones and encased on the sides in the same stones. "It's a crown!" she yells, although I suspect only Claire and I would really see it.

I've ignored everyone except for Emma and I've still barely talked to her. The ring has a large center diamond, maybe four carats? Five? There are several smaller diamonds on either side of the princess cut stone. Baguettes outline the edges and an eternity band makes itself clearly visible. "Blake, I'm going to destroy this ring. I'm so..." I tilt my head to the side, trying to find the right words. "I'm very clumsy and I tend to break things. That's the reason I don't have any potentially breakable things in my apartment," I comment dryly. "Are you sure you want to give me a real one?"

He rubbed the emerald on his left pinky finger and said, "A million dollars' worth of coal and they're often gasping for breath, begging us!" In fact, it's not like that either. The Rock Family is not begging, but like any other customer, it's just that the Harvard Family is arrogant, so the Rock Family is asking like a beggar. The fact is that the Rock Family is just forced to endure the burden of shame. Then, Mr Warren removed the Red Diamond-edged ring from his left ring finger, deliberately lifted it up, and showed it to the crowd. From fifty metres away, its sparkle remained visible. People outside the garden were stunned by its beauty.

Lyra looked at me with surprise, “Ronan-“ “I fought in wars,” I said, voice steady despite the storm within me. “I’ve buried family, friends. I’ve made choices that haunt me. But loving you?” I looked up to meet her gaze. “That’s one thing I’ve thought was possible.” I opened the ring box, that showcased a ring. Silver band, with a rare stone etched with runes that glowed faintly in Lyra’s presence. “This rare stone is called Painite. It is crafted into rings for the Luna of a pack.

Jase states. I hold out the ring that used to belong to my mother’s great-grandmother. It’s a beautiful antique gold with three Pinite gemstones on each side of the three-carat Sapphire solitaire. It was passed down so that I might give it to my future wife. Carley is it.

Then he turned to Alyssa and began to slide it on her finger as he recited his vows. Love. Honor. Cherish. Until death. Could they make it work? As she looked down at the ring, she gasped. And he smiled. Earlier in the week, she’d asked him if he wanted one. He’d said a band would be fine. Apparently, she’d assumed he’d get her the same. But when he’d gone to return Emily’s ring and find something else, this had caught his eye. Three stones meant to represent their past, present, and future. He’d seen it as their new family. The middle gem was nearly two carats, the stones on either side a carat on their own. Set in platinum. No baguettes, no channel setting, no filigree. Simple sparkling sp

The demand for hard stone either from outside demand or the Rhodes kingdom every year increases by 5% to anticipate the smuggling of hard stone outside Rhodes, they also continue to instill the Bedros and Onder de family stamps that are still raw of low quality to those that have good quality so that the hard rock nature would explode and injure the owner if they brought the hard rock out of the Rhodes territory without permission. The types of hard stones belonging to the Bedros family include opal, kalimaya, rainbow stone, amethyst, apollonius, bijoux, synchronicity, cerussite, wands, obsidian, tourmaline, alchemy, nautilus and others. each hard rock has its own characteristics. In additio