Hazbin Hotel Pride Ring Novelas e Histórias

He pulls out a little blue velvet ring box and opens it. Inside is a beautiful ring. The giant purple, sparkly stone in the center is square with rounded edges, down the sides of the band are little white diamonds. I gasp and put both hands up to my mouth. I feel my eyes getting wider. I look from the ring to Bronx and back again. A purple aura starts to glow brightly around me. Bronx puts his hand on my knee and starts to glow too.

Jared has always been silent, and would always follow General Markus’ orders like a well-trained soldier, but it is obvious that General Markus treats him like a younger brother, and Priestess Eva is aware of this, which is why she wants to take care of him like a younger brother too. Asha coughed lightly to stop herself from laughing before taking out an inconspicuous black ring from the box. The ring is inlaid with a small jade the size of a bead, but its luster is clearly lacking, though the color is emerald, which is one of the most precious jades. She looked up from the ring and met Samel’s orange pupils. Heat started to accumulate on her cheeks and neck subconsciously as she gripped th

He reached for it, almost afraid it would vanish if he hesitated. It clicked open with a soft pop, revealing two rings nestled like twin secrets against deep indigo silk. One was unmistakably the legendary engagement ring of Queen Zenobia a perfect oval red diamond formed from the blood of the first dragon, embraced by twin dragons wrought in platinum, their tails intertwining to form the band. The other, simpler yet equally striking, was Prince Richard’s, a signet of the same red diamond encircled by the intertwined royal crests of Alynthia and Asterin.

I do one good thing and the universe kicks me in the ass? There’s something familiar about the boy and I keep staring, trying to pin it down. Then I see it. On his right ring finger. The ruby-and-diamond ring I ripped from that cursed priest at the orphanage — the same one before I burned the place down. I frown and smile inwardly. So that’s where that bastard Azrion hid the kid. And that’s who I handed the ring to — only he was twenty kilos and ten centimeters smaller then. The angel-juice that strengthens and slows their aging took effect fast.

He instructed. “I give you this ring in token and pledge of my abiding love.” Hale smiled as he slipped the rose gold ring with a split shank design inlaid with partial Gibeon meteorite on each side and moonstone center stone onto my finger. “Erin, please place the ring on Hale’s finger, and repeat after me.” Now it was my turn. “I give you this ring in token and pledge of my abiding love.” I smiled, sliding the meteorite and titanium band with a pinstripe of rose gold onto his finger to seal this deal.

I can't wait to see the reaction on her face when she heard Zayn sent a brand new car to pick up for the dinner date. “Just wait here mister. I'll go get the young madam just now”. With that, she scurried into the house without looking back. Meanwhile, Zayn was reclining in his chair in the office with a box of jewelry in his hands. he was looking at the diamond-studded ring that he held while staring at the circle part of the ring. The ring belonged to pearl jewelry; it is the most expensive jewelry set in the country. it was very hard to be obtained, also it not available for purchase since its being strictly made for just a few couples of powerful in the country.

He looks out the window for a bit, "I have something I want to give you." He pulls out a dark, almost black ring with a medium-sized red gemstone placed right in the center. He gently grabs my left hand, hesitating at his actions for a second, and slips it onto my ring finger. My heart begins to hammer against my chest at the smallest touch of his skin. Once I look down at the ring at a closer angle, the band of it is a dragon that hooks onto the gem from the left side, while its tail hooks onto the other side of the gem, creating the circle.

He explained the purpose of each stone one by one. “This one.” She said, toward a ring made of black tourmaline, which was for self-love, acceptance, and positive energy. She felt Theodore needed this stone close to him rather than a useless diamond. As much as she knew him, he wouldn’t give a damn about wearing diamonds. “Nice choice. Do you want to engrave the initial of your name on the back of the ring?” Happy questioned, picking the ring that Liara chose for Theodore. “I don’t know. Maybe yes, T heart shape L will be fine.” She instructed with a blush.

Then, without warning, he reached into the folds of his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box. “You said you liked mythology,” he said smoothly. “So I brought you a little something… historical.” Inside was a gold ring set with a deep crimson ruby that shimmered like fire trapped beneath glass. “It’s said to have belonged to a high priestess of Hathor,” he continued. ”It’s a way for me to show my…appreciation for you” He slid the ring onto my finger before I could respond. It fit perfectly. “A desert flower,” he murmured, “should have something that burns just as brightly.”

"I've never seen this before." Damian picked it up carefully. The photograph was old. Slightly faded. It showed four people standing outside this very mansion. A young Chinelo. A smiling Evelyn. A teenage Richard Balogun. And... A young man whose face had been deliberately scratched away. Only his left hand remained visible. On one finger... A platinum ring. Engraved with a single word. HORIZON. Justice Sani looked closely. "The ring again." Michael's breathing became uneven. "No..."