Novel & Cerita Feyre Wedding Ring

Daya stops fighting me and looks at me with her beautiful light brown eyes. I reach into my pocket and pull out the small velvet box. I open it. Inside is a ring. A platinum, crossover-band, with a princess-cut black diamond. I look up at Daya and her eyes are glued to the ring. I know my girl; she is not the sparkles and glitter type of she-wolf. It’s not a werewolf custom to get each other rings. But I want her to have another symbol of my eternal pledge to her.

He rubs his cock up and down my slit till his face goes slack in pleasure and I feel his warm stickiness on my pussy. He takes my ring finger and kisses it. It's a platinum band with a huge sapphire in the center, and smaller emeralds around it. I just know it cost a fortune. Our wedding was held in Rio, with only our close friends and family in attendance. People wouldn't stop talking about our relationship for months, but eventually it starting dying down as the next big gossip went into their ears.

"Kevah Leonora Pierce will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" "Yes, yes I will." He slips the ring on my finger. It is a little tight. "I will get it sized tomorrow." "Yes, please do," I say as I take it from him and examine the ring. It is platinum with pink diamonds and a few delicate designs. The same crest is on it too that I saw on the box. "What's this symbol mean?"

Finn and Vergel both watched her approach with pure adoration in their eyes that warmed her from the top of her head to the tip of her bare toes. Vergel took her hand. “You look—” “Beautiful,” finished Finn. “Thank you.” Finn took a ring box from his pocket. “Are you ready?” She smiled. “I couldn’t be readier.” Vergel took a ring box from his pocket as well and the men opened them together. In each was a ring band, both intertwined silver and gold and set with small diamonds. She gasped. “They’re incredible.” They slid the wedding bands onto her ring fingers—Vergel on her right and Finn on the left. “Not as incredible as the woman who wears them,” answered Finn.

It was like he grew up overnight. It was surreal, but I had said yes without a moment’s hesitation. My sister was going to be furious and part of me smiled at that. The petty part of me grinned wickedly at the fact that my ring probably cost more than hers. In fact, I was sure of it. My ring would likely be photographed constantly every time the paps were around and surely Lukas knew that. But then again, all the Feisty wives had enormous rocks. It was a massive single round stone with tiny diamonds going all the way around the band. She was going to be so jealous!

he said, taking her by the hand and urging her to follow him. Brayden chose a one carat teardrop white sapphire pendant on a white gold chain. “It brings out the blue in your beautiful hazel eyes,” he said, admiring her. He had already bought her white sapphire earrings for the wedding, so they were a perfect match for the necklace. “You are spoiling me, Brayden,” she warned. “Pretty Lady, I have only begun to spoil you,” he promised, pressing a kiss to her temple as he walked with his arm around her shoulders.

His mother joins us and blesses the wedding, wrapping a pear necklace around our hands, representing the approval of the Fae royals and kingdom for our marriage. I was right; the timing was perfect. We kiss as soon as midnight hits, and I hear everyone cheering. Orion's arms stay wrapped around my body as I settle against him. All I want now is to go inside and spend our time together alone. It's not possible, however, and it would be rude to those who are here for us. After hours of being congratulated and dancing with people, I finally sit. Asher joins me, followed by Elijah and Aurelia. I smile at them, feeling lucky that I'm here right now.

One I had never seen before and it made me a little scared. “You're now officially husband and wife.” Beth told us. Fayne turned to me. “I have something for you, Emily.” “What?” I asked him. Fayne grabbed my hand and put a jade ring on my ring finger. “Where did you get that from?” I asked. “Don't worry about it, Emily. I just wanted to give you something of value. Knowing you, you're probably used to having everything you need in this world and I just want to be able to match that.”

He kissed each tear. He picked up the small box and pulled out a ring. It was two thinner gold bands swooping up and down, crossing over one another with diamonds set on the spaces they crossed. It was simple—nothing like the gifts I had seen him give other women in the past. “It took some time, but I found it. This is my mother’s wedding ring, and I want you to have it. I want you to wear it and think of me and how we are joined.” He placed the ring on my finger and kissed it. “Will you marry me, Freya?”

“Thank yo—“the rest of my words get swallowed when I catch sight of white and dark brown hair. With the sun setting in the background and the reddish orange hues, Feyre looks like she is coming right out of a dream. A fantasy the normal mind couldn’t even fathom. Her hair which is usually in a bun is plaited with flower petals in between. The heavy braid hangs off her single shoulder. The dress, simple white with a few pleats around the waist, stops just slightly above her ankles. Her sneakers have been replaced with slippers, showing off her pretty legs, and a little bit of pink nail polish. Something about the color draws me to them more. I don’t think I have ever noticed but now I regret