Novel & Cerita Moonstone Promise Rings

We sit next to each other and a girl serves juice in elegant glasses, then the Lord brings us the display of promise rings, he places them on the table in front of us, sits down, and opens the display. “You can choose small, choose the one you like best,” Oliver says and I look at the display. There are so many options and the Lord informs me that they are made of white gold, everything is divided by models and sizes, there is not even a price on things and I am in doubt whether or not to ask the value, I know that Oliver is filthy rich, but no I know how much he intends to spend. “These are pretty, do you like them?” I ask Oliver, taking a pair, my ring has several diamond dots and is beaut

Emma scoffed. “Just because your dad can’t afford it, doesn’t mean no one else can.” Jasmine retorted. I knew I should speak up before this got out of hand, but my attention remained on the rings. I hadn’t noticed the price tag until it was mentioned, but surprisingly, I didn’t react. It didn’t surprise me that the rings were over a billion dollars, especially given how special the moonstones were. I knew it was ridiculous, and Axton likely would disagree, but I felt this strong impulse to buy the set of rings regardless of the price.

He gently slipped it on my finger, where it fit perfectly. "The moonstone signifies new beginnings, and I chose it in a heart shape because I want it to signify a new chapter of our lives. It's my promise that I will love you as long as I live, Victoria. And I know I'm not perfect, but I won't hurt you or let anything or anyone hurt you" He pulled me to his chest, kissing my head softly. "I promise" I closed my eyes tightly as I held onto him for dear life. No one in this world has ever made me feel the way Luka does.

Moving behind the jewellery case, she slid open the glass door and took the ring off its black velvet perch. “It's Moonstone. It's mostly found in India and Sri Lanka but is abundant all over the world. That's why the Greeks and Romans were some of the first to discover the power of moonstone, believing it was a gift from the moon goddess. It's said moonstone holds an other-worldly and celestial element, like the moon itself.” Lisa looked more closely at the ring. “That design is unique. Is it inlaid with yellow gold?” “Yes, it's 14-karat gold. It's gorgeous and ancient, would you like to try it ?” the shop owner smiled.

I woke up with no sign of Matteo. I sat there on my bed with tears from my eyes. Alera hates me for what I did but I kept on telling her that it was just a dream. I must be dreaming I thought to myself then I felt a cold metal in my right palm. Opening my palm, I saw the promise ring he gave me. It was beautifully made with little white diamonds surrounding it and a medium diamond in the middle. Admiration was the word I would say this moment when looking at this ring.

Tears glisten in my eyes, mirroring the diamond that twinkles with a light that could rival even the second star to the right in Peter Pan's Neverland. I stand there, feeling as if time has paused, leaving only the three of us in this enchanted moment. Kayden and Jayden's vows reverberate in my ears, wrapping my heart in a tapestry of emotions. As if pulled by invisible strings, my hands reach for the velvet box that holds two gleaming rings, one for each of them. The rings are made of ethereal white gold, their edges adorned with intricate carvings that remind me of the spirals in Moana's heart of Te Fiti.

There was a ring. My mouth fell open. What? He plucked the ring out of the box, laughing at the look on my face. “It’s a color-changing ring. This is my way of saying, I’m going to propose.” I snapped out of my daze and stared at him with an incredulous expression. “You’re giving me a promise ring?” I glanced back at the ring, the words ‘color changing’ becoming clearer as it caught the moonlight and turned from a deep purple to a shimmering white. Almost like it was a diamond. The band around the shiny gem was gold with small actual diamonds interwoven around it.

Without breaking eye contact, I reached the top drawer, opened it and pulled out a small, velvet-lined box, and snapped it open. Inside sat a delicate platinum band, embedded with a single, flawless pear-cut diamond that caught the morning light. Bella’s eyes widened slightly, and she immediately began to shake her head, raising her hand defensively. "Maximo, I just said—" "It is not an engagement ring," I cut her off smoothly, taking her left hand in mine. "I heard you. I accepted your decision. This is not a proposal." She paused, staring at the glittering band in the velvet box. "Then what is it?" "It is a promise ring," I said, my voice dropping into a deep, velvet tone that left no room

Nyssa's POV: For the first time in what felt like forever, I was at peace. I smiled to myself, adjusting the sleeve of my shirt while I looked down at the reflection of the crest on my new ring. For the first time since the night Damien had proposed to me, I could actually study it without feeling guilty about holding something that wasn’t mine. The crested ring of the Viscount Pack was a simple silver band with the crest of the Silver Ridge Pack engraved fully on it. The ring was made of diamond, and the cresting was made from gold.

Ronan’s eyes softened. “I choose you,” he answered. The high priestess smiled. “Then let the bonds be sealed.” Beta Darius stepped forward carrying the rings. The first box opened, revealing the ring Ronan had chosen for me. A stunning five-carat square-cut diamond that caught the light like a star. My breath caught. Ronan gently took my hand. “This is a promise.” His eyes held mine. “That you will never again wonder if you are valued.” He slid the ring onto my finger.