Ladies Gold Onyx Ring Novels & Stories

“Lemme get my magnifying glass." She rushed out of the living room into her room. “Christine, this is so beautiful,” she said. Lola returned later with the glass. Christine slipped the ring gingerly off her finger and handed it over. Trish held the magnifying glass to her eyes and peered at the ring through the glass. “The inclusions are very minimal,” she observed. “It's probably 22-carat gold. And the diamond is maybe 18.42 carat. The ring should be around two-fifty grand but being a billion-dollar CEO, he would probably get it for four hundred.”

With Lyla's birthday, Winston's third wife, drawing near, Alyssa dedicated her nights to crafting a present in her room. It was a ring of pure gold, inlaid with natural aquamarine and diamonds. Craftsmanship-wise, this was a piece of cake. Only the aquamarine heightened the cost of the ring. It was a true blue, straight-from-the-mine crystal that was still attached to its host rock when she got it. Alyssa was always thorough and devoted when it came to the gifts she prepared for her loved ones.

It was a waste of time as far as he was concerned, but he needed to show up. It didn't take long to find her at the bar. Her long ash blond hair rippled down her side when she moved. She was wearing a tight black dress accented with silver. Her onyx jewelry elegantly matched her attire. It seemed the only gold she wore was the band on her right ring finger. It always amazed him that she never took it off,but it was how he knew she still belonged to him.

Her fingers felt weak as she opened it. Inside was a stunning ring. It was made of white gold, smooth and polished, reflecting the light in soft flashes. At its center sat a large oval-shaped diamond, clear and brilliant, catching even the smallest movement of light. Around the main stone were smaller diamonds, carefully arranged in a delicate pattern, making the entire ring shine even more. It was too beautiful. Isabella thought as she stared at it silently. slowly, she slipped the ring onto her finger and it fitted perfectly. A soft knock came from the door, and before Isabella could respond, it opened and a maid stepped in.

“The woman wants really simple and classic settings and materials – platinum with inlaid slim bands of gold – but she wants things etched inside the rings.” “What kinds of things?” he asked her, intrigued.

"An oval-cut solitaire diamond set in rose gold. It used to belong to a princess of Monaco. A perfect match for you indeed." "And how much?" Clare asked softly. "It's 7 million pounds, my lady." "Oh my god," she breathed in disbelief. "I'm not sure I want that either." Violet grew impatient. She leaned over the jewelry box and randomly pointed at yet another ultra expensive-looking ring. "What about this one?" she asked.

It's uniquely set aside from the others. "Sure, this is gold..." The woman says, pulling out the ring before handing it to me. I tune out what she is saying as I slide it on my finger. I smile inwardly as it fits me perfectly. Perfect match. I straighten my fingers and look at the band, smiling contently. "It's beautiful," I breathe in awe of the ring. "It costs a little over $17,000 but It's not the finest, I'm sure if we continue to—"

Chapter 13 Lanie stood with her back to him, quivering slightly with anticipation. She heard a clicking sound as he opened the box, and then nothing for a few seconds. Something cold slithered around her neck, and she gasped, looking down. A gold collar with a single emerald in the center rested around her neck. Diamonds surrounded the emerald. Reflexively, she tugged at it. “Take it off.” “Relax.” He pulled her hand away, holding it at her side. “It’s just on loan from the Harry Winston store in the hotel.” Jason caressed her wrist. “Besides, it has a theft-proof clasp. You’ll never be able to take it off yourself.”

I said and I ended the call and went to the living room to finish my food. Earlier ago I was shocked at what I remembered so I decided to call Elliot to tell about it. Turns out the lady that ran into me to ask for help and the corpse that we found at the morgue were in fact the same person. I remembered when she ran to me for help, she held my shoulders for support and there I noticed there was a particular ring on her index finger. It was a silver ring and it exuded a sleek and modern allure. The ring boasted a classic structure, featuring a smoothly contoured band of gleaming gold that circled the finger with timeless grace. At its center, a meticulously set gemstone, held securely in a p

She was like the Sun dipped in black and covered in gold & silver. She's wearing a sparkling silver gown that reminds me of the dress Tank bought for me. Only hers is more revealing than mine. Her braided obsidian hair reaches to her butt. And she has some ornate looking gold beads scattered throughout it, they make a soothing sound when they rub together. And she wore a thick, wide golden necklace, it went from right under her collarbone to right above her cleavage. It was engraved with many wolves in deep red, purple and indigo blue. Their heads were back as they howl at the full crimson moon in the center of the piece. The tails of the two wolves on the end curled up around her neck. She