Bella Swan Ring Novels & Stories

"All these years, he's searched for a cure because he promised my dying father he'd look after me." "There has never been anything romantic between us." The stone I'd been carrying in my chest cracked and fell out of me. "And Sienna said—" "Sienna was lying to hurt you." Emma cut me off. "Julian's too proud to trash my reputation, so he kept his mouth shut. It ended up hurting you instead." She pulled a small red velvet box from her pocket and held it out to me. "This is a ring Julian asked me to design. He said your favorite motif was 'Swan's Kiss.' I spent three months drawing it from my bed."

Bella frowned as she had also stepped into the Jewelers shop, and she saw how the other ladies were all gushing at Olima. "Hmm," Bella frowned and walked up to meet Olima. She did not want to think that it was Justin who purchased the diamond ring that Olima was wearing. Bella knew that she could not purchase her wedding ring with Justin by herself. She had to wait for Justin to purchase their wedding ring, and even though Justin purchased a cheap ring, she loved the ring and gladly accepted it. But having heard that the diamond ring around Olima's ring finger was worth more than a million dollars, Bella couldn't contain herself, and she wondered who the Billionaire man that Olima was dating

Bella blankly looked at the varities of shining rings greeting her eyes. She couldnt pick any one to her taste because all were beautiful to her. She turned to Aaron who was busy on his phone. Bella sighed and randomly picked the red ruby ring. She stared at it before sliding it to her ring finger but it didnt fit her. “Here Madam, I think this one would fit you better!” The assistant said gleefully, picking out with the same looking ring for her but with small size.

Bella looked at him for a while and looked away, seeing which Weston came up to her and said, "Looking so hot, baby." Having said this, he stepped back, came near the table holding Bella's hand and made her sit on the chair. Bella looked around and said, "Who is all of this for?" Weston, "For you baby, I wanted to make you feel special." Balla looked into his eyes and said, "Does this mean I am special?" Weston smiled obliquely and said, "Baby, you are smart, figure it out yourself." Saying this, he held Bella's hand and put the diamond ring on it. Then kissed her hand. Bella looked at the ring, it was a pure diamond ring. On which the 'WB' design was made.

As he fit the ring onto the right finger, golden words flashed against the surface. Yours forever, forever yours. "That's my commitment to you," Shadow whispered. Bella took the other ring out of the box and placed it on Shadow's finger. When the same gold writing appeared she repeated, "That's my commitment to you." And they entwined their hands sealing the bond. "What are they made of?" She asked as the ring seemed to phase into her finger, bonding to her wolf as well, and Shadow smiled at his lovely mate, "It's moonstone my heart, it's rare, but not nearly as rare as the beauty that wears it."

It reminded her of the ring Edward Cullen has given to Bella Swan. It was an oval pave shape ring with the top of a blooming rose which is crusted with diamonds and along the ring which holds her finger was made of gold and has tiny diamonds coiling around it like a vein. The edges of the oval shape ring also has tiny diamonds lined around it. Making the design look neat, simple and perfect for her. The other two ring was either too big or too flashy and she isn’t one to wear something flashy. She was all casual and only dress up extra if necessary.

"What would you suggest?" Gladis fluffed the back of her hair. "Well, that depends. How much are you looking to spend?" Never had I imagined buying one little ring would be so deep! "Price isn't a factor as long as I get a yes." That put a spark in her eyes. Of course, she works on a commission basis. "I think I have what you are looking for." She moved us over to a different case, opened the lock, reached inside, and set a ring on the counter in front of me. "Now this one is special; it's 18k white gold. The stone is a 2-carat square cut with another half a carat of diamonds surrounding it."

"That what you're giving her now? Cheap junk?" I cut in, voice icy. "Didn't stop you from handing me plastic clips and fake bracelets—paid with my cash." Jack blanched. Ronan's voice was ice. "Whatever Bella wants, she gets. Price doesn't matter." He laughed, low. "Hell, I'd buy the whole street if she asked." Jack scoffed. "Cute. You practice that in the mirror?" Then, like some cheap movie twist, he pulled out a velvet box. Inside? The silver ring he'd tossed into the canal.

Her calloused hands, chipped nails, and faded scars touched the bag with something like reverence before lifting it. Then she saw them. Buried at the bottom. A pair of pointe shoes—stiff, yellowed with time. And a silver pendant shaped like wings. Her breath left her in one clean, brutal sweep. It was funny, in a cruel way: They let you keep the things that still had the power to break you. She closed the bag with trembling hands, heartbeat racing, sweat beading along her brow. None of the uniformed employees noticed. Or cared. “Try not to kill another person, miss ballerina,” the officer muttered.

But at the same time, I had to remind her, "Did you get that thing?" She looked up at me. "Of course, dear!" She said, opening her purse. Then she took out a medium-sized diamond ring. "What's this?" I took the ring and studied it carefully. "Sister, don't joke with me. This is not what I want." Stella grabbed the ring from my hand. "You don't understand... see, there's a switch, and when you do..." she whispered in my ear and told me the secret of the ring.