Ladies Gold Onyx Ring Novels & Stories

Alisha said, sounding very proud of herself. Alyssa give him his hunters licence. Then fished out two rings from the pouch she was holding. The first ring which she called the storage ring was a simple Silver ring crested with serpentine stone. The second ring was a golden signet ring. The signet was a figure of a man shackled with chains.

Somehow she thinks it has Avery's name written all over it. Her mind races with possibilities as she opens the lid. Elodie's eyes widen, her gaze sweeping over the interior of the box. Nestled within is a stunning, unmistakable wedding ring, with its band crafted from fine, white gold. Elodie's eyes lock onto the glistering jewel, her eyes wrapping around the gem in the center. Instead of the usual diamond, this one has a….. jade gem. You can say it matches her eyes. “This is beautiful,” Elodie breathes, her thoughts escaping her lips.

Adrian points to a square-cut diamond ring. “Yeah.” I purse my lips as I think. “I like the round ones.” Adrian narrows his eyes. “Ashley wears rose gold, right?” “I don’t know, it’s a different colour kind of thing.” “Yes, she wears rose gold,” Joshua replies as he looks through the glass cabinet. “Her watch is rose gold.” “How do you know about rose gold?” I frown. “Because I looked for that ring of Natasha’s for ages before I found it, and now I know everything there is to know about everything.”

She smiled slightly, attempting to conceal her indistinctness. Anna had no idea what to describe because all she sees right now is an oval-shaped glittering stone. “This is an iconic ring because it was influenced by Princess Diana's artifact. The gemstone weighs 12 carats and is encircled by ten solitaire diamonds.” Anna couldn't help but look surprised. Twelve carats? How could she possibly wear such a heavy stone on her fingers?

Victoria lied smoothly, "Search her! The necklace will speak for itself because everyone knows, there can't be any knockoff of Nightingale!" "Why?" The older officer blinked, asking his partner. "Not sure," The younger officer shrugged, "something about the metal they use, I remember vaguely..." "That's right! Nyx only uses PURE metal for her design, and you can take it to test anywhere, not even the laboratory can find a shred of impurity." Victoria bragged with a cocky smirk, "Mine used pure gold!" "Vulgar," Mathilda mumbled with despise. "What did you say?!" Victoria squawked angrily.

The table was set for fourteen. The silverware was out — four generations, counted. The centerpiece was autumn branches and white flowers, arranged by someone professional. The seating chart was on a small ivory card on the sideboard, and Eleanor checked it as they came in and found that Preston had not been invited, which she registered as either mercy or strategy and could not immediately determine which.

The nearly two-carat ruby on yellow-gold prongs had always been too small for me, but Liliana was more petite. No, it couldn’t be my ring. “What a lovely ring,” I said, reaching for her hand. “Where did you get it?” “Gerardo. It’s my birthstone.”

She thought - This must be the work of Gerald! Nathan picked up a small pair of iron tongs and used them to pick up the ring. The ring was made of gold, and there was a rose where there would normally be a gem. He glared at Crystal, and she saw a trace of hesitation and pity in his eyes as if the real Nathan were trying to fight his way to the surface.

I stared at Dannie. “Well, if it’s real then you can pawn it!” he teased. I shook my head. “If it’s real, I’m going to hunt Ryder Woodson down and shove it down his throat!” I muttered. The guy came back. I raised a brow at him. “Well?” He smiled at me widely. “It’s the real thing. Harry Winston, emerald cut diamond, two carats on a genuine platinum band.” I swallowed hard. “Doesn’t this ring cost about twenty grand?” Dannie asked.

She then asks, “What’s so odd about it?” “It’s a rare moonstone. I have never seen such a rare one like it.” I tell her and she continues to look at it before she asks me, “Is it worth a lot of money?” “To a certain buyer, yes.” I tell her and I wonder why she is asking. Then I realize that she was worried about how she was going to pay the doctor and that she may be thinking about pawning it. With that thought, I say to her, “It is a priceless piece since it belonged to your mother.”