Luke Combs Wife Ring Novels & Stories

“Not now. I needed to save for our grand wedding.” The chanting crowd groaned in disappointment while a gasp escaped my lips. Lucas never mentioned a grand wedding. He uncurled his arm around my waist and lifted his hand to my lips. “Please say yes.” He murmured. Lucas handed the microphone back to the emcee. Then, he dipped his free hand in his pocket to produce two ring boxes. He opened the first box encasing a two carat infinity diamond engagement ring with small diamonds adorning the white gold band.

I say, as Luke laughs loudly. “And on me,” he adds, making Rowan’s cheeks a bit rosey. “You are my true gentle giant. You are amazing with our daughter, so kind and thoughtful. More than I ever imagined I deserved and I know our story is only just beginning,” I say, leaning up for a kiss I keep short and sweet. He groans, but turns toward Luke. “I’m gonna tell you what I want to say later,” Rowan whispers very low, as he puts a ring on Luke’s finger.

I gasp. “Every single day that I wake with you by my side, I feel like the most powerful man in the world. When you were in that coma, I thought I’d never feel whole again. But now, being here, looking at you, I know I can’t wait any longer.” He opens the box. A diamond ring bearing a purple gemstone stares back at me. My heart skips a loud beat inside my chest. “Layla Kavros, will you marry me? Will you become my wife, my Luna, and stand beside me not just because fate said so, but because you choose me, again and again?”

"And the matter of the Luna Rites? I know I shouldn't have mentioned it then but it must be mentioned. We need to introduce her to the pack as soon as possible. The elders must know our reasons." His mother rolled her eyes. "Oh those old farts would only seek to create more problems. Besides, we don't really need to worry about all that, Mario has assured us that he will break the news to her before the wedding." "And how about this?" Luigi brought out another elegant ring. It was petite and pretty, 18K rose gold, and a 3 carat brilliant-cut white diamond. He looked at his mother in approval and she nodded. "This. This is the one."

“Hmm, Happily?” I burst out laughing again. “Yes, Lucas. Very.” “Oh my, can I see that ring?” he asked, reaching for my hand. He lifted my hand and pulled it close to his face, examining the diamond like a jeweler. “Damn. This ring is insane. Your man either worships you... or he robbed a small country.” I grinned. “He didn’t have to rob anybody. He just really, really loves me.” Lucas gave a low whistle. “Girl, with a ring like this? I’d marry you myself if you ever get bored.”

Instead, He holds out a beautiful diamond ring and Kate gasped at the sight of it. It looks fancy and beautiful than any ring she had ever seen. ‘It must be worth a fortune.’ ‘No, that's not right. That shouldn't be what I should focus on, why is this jerk holding out a diamond ring to her?’ Lucas slid the ring in between her fingers and hold her close to himself as they faced the crowd together and said, “Meet my fiancee, Kate.”

Luke slumped into a barstool, staring into his half-empty glass. The dim lighting of the bar mirrored his mood. His friend Jake sat beside him, nursing his own drink. “Man, I can’t believe you’re still hung up on Carina,” Jake said, shaking his head. “I mean, after everything?” Luke took a long sip of his drink, feeling the burn as it went down. “It’s not that simple, Jake. She was my wife, and now she’s got all the connections. If I can get back in her good graces, maybe I can salvage something.”

she said and I smiled. She's such a mum sometimes. She grabbed my hand and led me upstairs. "Luke isn't back yet?" She asked and my heart gave a painful jolt. I froze. "What's wrong?" She asked. "Something is wrong. Something is wrong with Luke" I said as one of my rings started to glow. The promise ring. Luke was in trouble. .... LUKE I closed my eyes, panting hard as blood poured out of my nose and ears. Every part of me ached and I was bleeding buckets.

Just then he noticed most of the staff were not present at their table. That was when it occurred to him and he had to rush back to the conference room. “Wife?” Nicholas asked, directing his attention from Damien to Aria. Lucas looked at the duo with shock in his eyes, then he laughed as he turned to Aria. “So you ended up seducing him?” he asked her. “We are married.” Aria blurted out as she waved her hand at his face. “Oh my goodness!” Boom! There it was. Her wedding ring. The same one Damien had gotten her on their wedding day. 16-carat gold. Nothing else.

Two years had woven their lives into a tapestry Luca could scarcely believe was real. The penthouse had evolved from a sleek bachelor pad into a true home, bookshelves lined with Luca’s favorite novels, a corner office for his foundation work, and walls adorned with photos from their travels: the Scottish island at sunset, the gala where they’d gone public, a candid shot from Luca’s family dinner in Manchester. The rings on his finger had dulled slightly from daily wear, but their meaning shone brighter: commitment, equality, forever.