Hand Hug Ring Novels & Stories

My hand was yanked violently, causing the IV needle to stab deeper into my skin, sending a sharp pain through me. But I didn't answer him right away. Instead, I asked, "Why do you want my ring?" That ring was something I had painstakingly designed myself. It had taken me months to handcraft it. It was a symbol of our lifelong commitment. "Sophia likes it," Hugo said casually. "She wants us to have matching couple rings. You should just give it to her. It's just a worthless piece of junk anyway. There are barely any diamonds. It's not worth much."

Why do I have a Harry Winston ring? It was a beautiful diamond ring, at least two carats, surrounded by smaller diamond pieces, set on a platinum band. I brought my fingers to it. A flash came through my head. I walked inside the jewelry shop and something bumped into me. Before I can even look down, I felt arms wrap around my waist and I found a sobbing woman in my arms. She hugged me. As if I was the only thing she needed to ease her pain. And she doesn’t even know me, didn’t even see what I looked like.

For a second the whole room disappeared—just him and me and the way his thumb kept stroking the inside of my wrist like a promise. “Great choice, madam,” Mr. Hargrove said, clearing his throat politely to break the charged silence. “Would you like any of them customized? Perhaps with a preferred initial or engraving?” I didn’t even hesitate. “Yes. I want them all customized with my fiancé’s initials. R. Z. B.” I tapped the six rings one by one. “On every single one, please. Inside the band, where it touches my skin. So I feel him there all day.”

“You don’t want me anymore? I was wrong! I didn’t know Rowena would do that!” His ‘special’ ring dropped to the ground in the struggle. Edward bent down, picked it up, and tossed it straight into the trash. “That’s not something you bring to my wife.”

“You two can exchange rings. He took the ring box next to him and opened it. Inside is a 35-carat ring with a price that is not inferior to the rings of prestigious ladies when getting married. He gently picked up the ring and put it on her. This ring he ordered a month ago abroad. It is known as the "Golden Hand" by an artisan because the rings he makes are meticulous to every detail. And of course, her label is also unique. Elina was so touched that she couldn't speak, she picked up the ring box next to her and put it on for him. Her eyes glittered as if she was about to cry, and the corner of her eyes had never been able to hold back her emotions and burst.

He was about to silently protest when the room erupted in cheers. I look up, and the woman in a white dress showed her left hand, and on her ring finger resting a beautiful ring. In a Halo ring, there's a huge amethyst rock in the middle of the ring, then the rock was surrounded by diamonds, and the band of the ring was also covered with diamonds. The couple looked up at each other then they kiss. It's a beautiful sight, I can see the love in their eyes. Then the couple started approaching us, first it was Nyx. The emerald and heterochromia woman embraced each other. After they greet Nyx, the couple walked toward me and Amelia.

From the front of the crowd, a young omega exclaims loudly, "That is the famous signature ring forged by Emily’s master smiths! I saw the digital pictures on the network—it is worth over two million resources!" "Two million resources for a single finger bond? That is absolutely insane! Amara must be living the ultimate dream with how much the Hudson Clan pampers his wolf. With an alpha ring that expensive, their final bonding ceremony is bound to be a massive spectacle across the territory!" Every single eye in the hall darts straight to my bare, empty hands. The sudden silence is brief, but the heavy, mocking judgment inside their eyes lingers like poison. Vivian Mensah’s heart practically

Then, before I know it, his other hand gathers my hair in one swipe and pulls it to my side unless my neck is fully exposed. I barely breathe as he touches me and I have the fearful feeling that if he moves away right now, I would stumble, fall to my feet. It’s only his heated presence behind me that has me standing upright. In the blink of an eye, he fishes out something from his pocket and puts it around my neck. It’s a necklace with a stunning ring hanging from it. The ring is encrusted with rubies and diamonds and is gorgeous to look at. It falls between the valley of my breasts and I gasp as the cold metal of the ring makes me tremble.

He didn't speak for a long beat. "Better?" she asked, smoothing the silk. Sion stood up, buttoning his jacket. He walked over to her, reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a ring box—velvet, heavy, and definitely not a prop. He opened it to reveal a diamond so large it looked like a weapon.

but I she probably just doesn’t feel that comfortable with me yet, so I just have to wait. A tap came on my shoulder, glancing back up I saw Crystal holding a ring out in the palm of her hands. “It’s a friendship ring, we all have one and since our news roomie has passed the test you get one too.” She smirked slowly grabbing my hand and putting it on my middle finger right next to the one Zander gave me. “Test? What Test?” I questioned growing my eyebrows together in a Scooby-Doo face, confused on what she was speaking about.