Horror Gothic Wedding Rings Novels & Stories

He said and I chuckled. “You may exchange rings.” April and June walked up to us, each holding rings for each of us. I took Brian’s ring and slid it into his finger and he did the same. They dropped the pillows and held up another pillow with a knife on it while another had a bowl with her. “Under the witness of the moon goddess, you shall now be tied in one blood. Do you know what to do?” He asked me and I nodded. I had been to a few werewolf weddings when I was younger.

He broadly grins at them before seating himself right behind the jewelry. Horrible isn’t even enough to describe how browsing for their rings go. For one, Brandon’s hovering around every set that Ariana happens to breathe near and chirping both praises and the obnoxious price. Second, Williams’s dismissing each piece with an attitude of wanting to be anywhere else but with her, choosing rings for their fraud wedding. Exhausted and moreover irritated by everything, Ariana randomly points at a platinum band with a wide strip of silver running across and a single studded diamond dotted at the center. “I like this one.”

, Pearl hugged him. "But I need to get you a ring. And I need to run to town. Alone. Can I take the rental car?" "Of course. But be back here and ready by 5. Our wedding is at 545 so we can see the sunset." She smiled and hugged him again, and kicked him out of the bedroom. She had to try on her dress. Where did he find it? It was perfect. The hem came to her ankles. She wasn't used to that being as short as she was. It fit perfectly. She threw on another sundress and hat and took off into town. There was a shopping center with several stores lined along a street. She needed shoes and something sexy for the night. She also needed to find a ring. She looked at several places but found no sand

I do not reach for the dark, tactical clothes I wore during the siege. I reach for the heavy, liquid black silk dress Enzo handed me the night before my wedding. The dress designed for a woman who has survived everything. I put it on. I slide the heavy gold Romanov signet onto my right hand. I slip the massive Moretti sapphire and the platinum wedding band onto my left. I walk out of the bathroom. I do not tiptoe. I do not walk softly to avoid waking the house. I walk down the wide, stone corridor like I am walking across the border into a newly conquered country.

How odd, and yet fitting that he would be our officiant. "We're gathered here today to celebrate the love these two hold for one another. A love so immense that they are willing to tie their lives for all eternity, in all ways possible." Stoic began. His words were like a buzz once my eyes were on Nate again. My body was bursting with fireworks as his hands held mine tightly. I felt like floating away in bliss when he slid my wedding ring on. It matched beautifully with the engagement ring. The same rose gold with light blue diamonds. My hands shook a little as I placed the ring on his finger.

He didn't look at the priest; he looked only at me. "You look exquisite, Arielle," he whispered, his voice a low vibration. "A pity you look as though you’re walking to the gallows." "Isn't that what this is?" I hissed back. "For you, perhaps," he murmured, leaning closer. "For me, it is the acquisition of the only thing Marcel Monet ever owned that was worth taking." The ceremony was a blur of Latin vows and heavy incense. When it came time for the rings, Girard didn't produce a standard gold band. He held a ring of blackened silver, engraved with ancient, swirling runes that seemed to pulse with a faint, inner light.

Everywhere I turn I'm either being followed by parasite paparazzi or I'm stopped by a stranger to get a photo of my ring. When Dexter gave me a 24 carat rose gold engagement ring, I didn't understand why he went all out for a wedding we didn't want, he even went as far as inscribing both our names on the ring, disgusting but I had to smile and pose for pictures at our engagement party, I am mentally exhausted. “Your mom's right, you look really beautiful” my best friend Ava says. “Don't encourage her please not you too” I whisper and smile. She laughs, “a wedding isn't the end of the world Lorrie, I mean it's not like you're marrying with conditions or a rope around your neck”.

I do have a ring for Rosie, and I plan to give it to her tonight before we fuck in the woods. The ceremony starts and about half way through is when I place the special made voodoo doll mask I had made for her. All our masks are made from high quality leather and other materials. Rosie’s has a black leather base with burlap over it to give it that classic voodoo doll vibe. There is some black stitching and a red heart stitched on the left cheek. When the ceremony is over there is some mingling, but I have no time for such nonsense when my bride, now wife, is pure temptation. I can’t resist her. I don’t think I ever could.

Liam nodded, and I could tell he wanted to say more, but he swiftly took his hand back, and made his way back into the crowd. “Well, if everything is in order then…” The officiary began, looking at Alex and I. “Let’s finish this wedding.” I smiled, feeling light. I was so concerned that I wouldn’t be accepted, but in the end, I was. I was so grateful for everyone who stood up for me and supported me. Reaching out, I took Alex’s hands once again, looking into his warm, golden eyes. The officiary began again, and the rings were presented before us. Of course, they were inlaid with moonstone, dazzling in the sunlight, set into a silver band.

"Eleven thousand and I'll throw in the man's Celtic knot wedding band." Gio nodded. The old man wrote up the sale, took Eleven thousand seven hundred and seventy dollars with tax and handed Gio a velvet box with two empty slots and a solid gold male wedding band in a braided Celtic knot pattern. Gio had Abi put the wedding ring back in the box before he put the box in his backpack and they left the store. Just down the street was the Pink Cherry. So he and Abi walked there to pick up one more collar and a few specialty items that Gio would need for Becky's collaring ceremony later that night.