Men's Onyx And Diamond Rings Novels & Stories

The women Isaac had been with couldn't compare to Natalie at all, what an imbecile! "Mr. Windsor, you're actually wearing a fancy ring like this!" Oliver noticed something shiny on Oliver's finger when he was drinking – it was a platinum men's ring. Most men's rings have similar styles, the only slight differences lies in their details. At a glance, it's hard to tell if it's a wedding ring. No one could believe that this powerful and influential man, who was only twenty-six, had married so early.

>> both ladies shook their heads but Romaine just looked at me so I walked over to him and we both moved out of ear shot. [[ I should not be asking for this as a man but given the circumstances, I will repay you once I get back on my feet out here ]] << no need, just tell me what you need >> he looked down at a wedding set then back up at me, [[ I know it’s not something practiced in our world among our kind but I’ve always promised myself I would give her one but never got the chance to ]] they were gold rings, the man’s ring had a design all around it and the woman’s band had the same to match with the third ring being the one with the Diamond, a Pink Princess Cut Diamond with small Pink D

He declares his intention to God above and the creatures on the Earth. "Yi." Yes. He opens the folded cloth to reveal a small ring inside. I try to steady my breathing so I won't pass out before I'm given the ring. The cold metal stings me as he slips it onto my finger. It's a perfect fit. The oval shaped onyx stares at me from its platinum setting. "Thank you." The words come out choked and cracked. "You deserve the finest." He pulls me into another embrace, tighter than the first. I hug him back with all my might.

“In Russia, many years before I founded this brotherhood, Alek Ivanov had nothing more than a small house and just enough to get by. He truly wanted to give his wife something special for her birthday, and one day he stumbled upon a Turkish merchant who was selling black onyx at a terribly low price, but as low as that price was, Alek could barely afford it. The seller, even without any money or a place to call home, gifted Alek the onyx; once the band was founded, all the brothers bought stones from that merchant, who ended up becoming rich. That's why to this day we still use onyx and jewels, to remember where we come from.” >>I could have easily bought you a diamond, Margaret; any brother

Blake and Liam sauntered into the hall, taking hasty strides down the long red carpet. And in just a matter of seconds, all eyes were on them! They both had on expensive black tuxedos, which were adorned with black diamond dust cuff links and studs. Blake had on a 3-carat natural black diamond ring on his right index finger and a 14.62-carat blue diamond ring on his left middle finger. It was the fucking Oppenheimer blue, which was worth over 57 million dollars!

All expensive. Noah sat. Stared at them. Overwhelmed. "This is weird," he said. "Buying a ring?" "Buying a ring for someone I actually want to marry. Every other relationship, I knew it wouldn't last. This feels real." "It is real." Marcus sat beside him. "That's why you're nervous." The woman pointed to the first tray. "These are solitaires. Traditional. Timeless. The diamond is the focus." Noah picked one up. Round cut. Platinum band. Simple. He tried to imagine it on Leighton's hand. Couldn't quite picture it.

“Would you like suggestions, Miss?” “Yes, please,” I said nervously. She began pulling out trays and showing me different styles while Jacob offered his own opinions. “That one suits your hand,” he said while pointing to a delicate silver band. “No, that one is prettier,” I argued softly. He chuckled. “You are asking the wrong man. I think you would make any ring beautiful.” The assistant laughed. “Alpha Jacob may be biased.” “Very biased,” he agreed. Eventually, one ring caught my eye. It was white gold with a large oval moonstone in the center surrounded by tiny diamonds. The stone shimmered with blue and silver beneath the light like moonlight trapped in crystal.

"They say diamonds are forever, just like mates." My hands were shaking as I took the box from him, removing each one of the gold rings and placing them on my wedding finger. The engagement ring was a beautiful, white princess cut diamond. The wedding ring was a solid band of gold, and the eternity ring was thinner than the wedding band but encrusted with a line of white diamonds. "They're gorgeous," I gushed, feeling overwhelmed. Alex flashed a killer smile that showed off his handsome face to his full advantage. “They are now because they're on you,” he commented, dragging his gaze along my body, giving me another thorough appraisal.

She booted up her lips not daring to let go of the screams of fright and joy buried within. “Will you marry me?” the voice she threaded the most asked and there she noticed the man on one knee an open ring box in hand. The diamond ring shined so brightly, almost blinding her sight. The ring was nothing big but certainly was rare. Alexandrites, a ring that can change colors, emerald by day, ruby by night, perfect for the top clans. How would any woman not want such a ring? 3 years ago she had taken it with a smile thinking she had got the best but here she was, a broken heart, murdered, neglected, and tossed to the side as garbage became her outcome.

I whisper, and realise tears are now streaming down my cheeks, "yes yes a million times yes!" I watch in a daze as Dean and Holden go into their jacket pockets and produce two ring boxes. One blue velvet, one smooth red silk. With a click, they are both opened. I gasp in amazement at the stunning engagement rings before me. Dean holds a white gold band with at least 10 diamonds scattered across it in a gorgeous design. Holden has triple band; white gold, yellow gold and silver entwined in each other with sapphires, rubies and diamonds scattered in a stunning disarray.