Moonstone Promise Rings Novels & Stories

Prior to the darkness. She gradually opened it. Inside was a sapphire ring surrounded by diamonds, which is her birthstone. He grasped it and slipped it onto her left hand, taking the chain off her neck. “No secrets anymore,” he stated. "Not from my end." Glistening tears filled her eyes. “Then make me a promise,” she murmured. "If I'm at risk... you'll stand by me." “Not suitable for me.” Ethan bent forward, resting his forehead against hers.

“I want to ask you something.” My heart thudded in my chest, each beat louder than the last. Was this the moment? The one I had feared and dreamed of all at once? He held my hand, guiding my fingers to the ring. “This is the moonstone forged in the fires of everything we’ve been through. It’s ours, Vera. It’s ours if you choose it.” I felt the ring’s cool surface against my skin, its weight a promise, but the silence that followed felt heavier than the ring itself. The night air felt like it was holding its breath, waiting for me to answer.

As he fit the ring onto the right finger, golden words flashed against the surface. Yours forever, forever yours. "That's my commitment to you," Shadow whispered. Bella took the other ring out of the box and placed it on Shadow's finger. When the same gold writing appeared she repeated, "That's my commitment to you." And they entwined their hands sealing the bond. "What are they made of?" She asked as the ring seemed to phase into her finger, bonding to her wolf as well, and Shadow smiled at his lovely mate, "It's moonstone my heart, it's rare, but not nearly as rare as the beauty that wears it."

Each stitch bore a silent promise, a vow whispered in shadowed halls and aching hearts. Cedric stood before her one final time, the unique ring he had commissioned catching the light like a star forged from the depths of his sorrow. It was a ring unlike any other—crafted with rare stones mined from the mountains of their homeland, each facet a testament to his unyielding love.

I stared at the ring on my ring finger, the symbol of our vow, for a long time. Three years ago, Simon had led the Moonshade Pack to completely crush the vampire forces, reaching the height of his prestige. Using the rarest gemstone taken from that battle, he personally crafted this ring for me. At the mate bond ceremony, the ring had drawn down a miracle from the Moon Goddess and received a blessing of eternal loyalty. The gem still shone with its cold, clear light. But the vow behind it had long since rotted through. I couldn't bear to look anymore and gently took it off.

With money, slaves, and other valuables, from what I’ve gathered. It can only mean that I am an indispensable asset to this man. For whatever reason, he couldn’t kill me, and that fact is what I would use to my advantage. Perseus's right-hand man steps forward, presenting the rings. They are remarkable and vastly different from my previous wedding ring. Silver, with intricate designs of rose thorns, petals, and a moon symbol. Beside my wedding ring sits an engagement ring—a cushion-shaped diamond sparkling in the light.

The Blue Moonstone glinted in his palm. The sight of it turned my stomach. All I could see was that stone pinned to Serena's dress like a trinket. "Mason, do you remember what you promised me in the hospital?" He nodded hard. "I promised you a lifetime of happiness." I looked at the ring he'd just ripped off Serena's gown. "Did you keep that promise?" "I... I can," he pleaded. "Please give me one more chance. Let me make it right." His eyes were bloodshot, and tears spilled over.

At its center sat a pear-shaped moon gem, milky and luminous, catching the light with a soft glow rather than a harsh sparkle. My eyes shot up to meet Gavin’s, and he gave me a knowing look. “Is this the Moon Gem?” I asked him, my voice barely above a whisper. He nodded. “It seemed only fitting,” he told me as he took the ring off the pillow. “And with this, I promise you my love and protection for the rest of my life and then some.” He took my hand in his, and I felt the warmth of the ring against my skin; my heart swelled for what felt like the hundredth time.

After seeing Clement and his parents off with Mom and Dad, I rubbed my tired eyes. Before going to bed, I checked my phone and came across a new post from Celine. Her posts were only visible to me. The photograph captured two intertwined hands, each with a custom ring on their ring finger. The caption read, "Jay put it on me—slipped it on my finger himself. I'm over the moon!" I had spent almost half a year designing those rings. They were one of a kind, and he had given them to Celine without the slightest concern for me.

He grins and take the box off my hand. " It's a promise ring. I want you to have it. Each time I'm away , I want you to always look at it and bear in mind that no matter what I'll be always be back." He takes out the ring and drop the box back. He slides the ring in my middle finger and kiss my lips. I'm too shocked to kiss back but I did. We pull apart as I look at the ring careful. Tinkerbell , is spelt on it and this is pure diamond.