Diamond Rings Alicia Keys Novels & Stories

She was already fully dressed in her pastel pink bridesmaid gown, jumping up and down like she had not just spent the last forty-eight hours chugging tequila in Florida. "And all his boys like yeaaaa!" Lila and Cassidy chimed in, dancing their way toward my bed. They were playing that viral Alton Kiing song, Fiancé Anthem, blasting it straight from a portable Bluetooth speaker. The bass hit my throbbing head in a way that wasn't pleasant at all. "Now all she wanna say is my fiancé! Every other word is my fiancé!" Maren yelled, grabbing my left hand and waving it in the air to hype up the massive, flawless diamond engagement ring sitting there.

"What do you mean?" Rian frowned. "Watch your words, Luke." Before Luke answered, Kaleb stepped forward. "What's wrong if Alicia wants one?" "You think we can't buy it for her?" Luke and Kyra exchanged a glance. Then both burst into laughter. Luke wiped imaginary tears from his eyes. "Oh..." "You really don't know." He folded his arms. "In the entire empire, only Uncle Dane owns pink diamond mines." "He personally crafts every necklace." "There isn't another jeweler capable of making them."

After his shower, Heath emerged to find Aurora about to leave. In a bold move, he playfully insisted she join him, resulting in Aurora, albeit reluctantly, preparing for a bath. As she was about to undress, her eyes caught the delicate sparkle of the diamond ring on her hand. Bathed in the warm, yellow light, the pink diamond gleamed softly. Its design was both petite and intricate, highlighting the gem's size and brilliance while accentuating the slender beauty of Aurora's fingers.

As the tears began to roll down Lydia’s cheeks, Drake began to explain the ring. “I know the ring isn’t a traditional diamond, but our relationship is anything but, the opal represents how I’ve always seen you. You’ve brought hope back into my life and I have never met a soul more honest than you. And you are so pure, there isn’t anything about you that is dirty Lydia, you’re an angel sent from the heavens, to make the world pure again. And the rose quartz represents love. The love I have for you and the love you hold in your heart. This ring is a symbol of not only us, but it’s a reminder of how I see you.” Drake states as he takes the box from Lydia’s hands and sets it beside him. He takes

Alicia dressed up in a red gown, she was wearing a delicate diamond necklace on her neck and her hand was coated with a lot of diamond jewelry. She slipped her feet inside her black stiletto heels and she grabbed her red Hermes Birkin bag from the table. She stared at herself in the mirror, her eyes narrowing on the woman she saw. A woman that fights for what she wants, a woman that can give anything she wants with a snap of her finger except for one thing, the thing she desires the most; Braxton Skye.

Though it could have sent someone to do it, Alaric wanted to handle it personally. It was the largest diamond crafted by the prestigious brand known as the “King of Diamonds”, a one-of-a-kind masterpiece. A flawless D-color stone, the very definition of perfection. The moment he had laid eyes on it, he knew. Only this diamond—something so rare, so perfect—could ever be worthy of her. "I love you too." Lena whispered, stepping closer. Alaric's heart pounded hard. In an instant, he was on his feet, reaching out, pulling her into his arms, and capturing her lips in a deep kiss.

A rush of emotions hits me. “What I’m trying to say is. Dahlia Blackwood Alpha of the Venom Fang Pack and future Alpha of Alpha’s. Would you give me the honour and privilege of becoming my wife?” I blink rapidly as a sob escapes my lips as he pulls out a beautiful ring from his pocket. I look at the ring held between his thumb and index finger and look at him. The ring is beautiful. It is a platinum band with a huge canary yellow diamond in the centre, surrounded by tiny diamonds.

"Hmph. Useless, lazy, and still no baby after all these years. But taking million-dollar gifts? That you're good at," my mother-in-law, Victoria Grant, said this with her lips puckered as if she'd caught a foul smell. Lucas Reed—my husband—had just slid a five-carat diamond ring onto my finger when she cut in. A strange chill ran through me. My hand, whole and unbroken, rested in front of me as if nothing had ever happened.

Look! He frantically held out a diamond ring. That was the ring he casually threw to me for my birthday five years ago. However, he later took it from me because Laura found it ugly. "I've kept the ring with me the entire time! Eve, let's start over again, please? I'll make it up to you for the rest of our lives!" He held out the ring with hope shining in his eyes. As I stared down at the glimmering diamond ring, I could only think about how ironic this entire thing was.

How dare him reject her like that? Alicia stared down at the diamond ring on her finger. Her engagement ring that she never failed to flaunt with pride whenever she went out with the girls. They all knew who her man was, and they were all jealous of her. Williams Herringbone was the perfect Alpha male of them all.