Novel Ringan Novels & Stories

“It’s made from real ocean pearls. Good luck charms, too.” Francesca gasped. “Really?” The woman nodded. “Legend says they protect those who wear them.” Francesca turned to me, her eyes pleading. “Mommy, please?” I chuckled, ruffling her curls. “Of course, sweetheart.” As I paid, Rosa wandered off, examining the rings on display. “Hey, Em, look at this.” I turned and saw her holding up a delicate gold ring with a tiny sapphire in the center. “It’s pretty,” I said, admiring the way it shimmered under the light.

She leaned in closer, her face inches from Nathan's hand, as she examined the ring more closely. Dora's eyes widened as she took in the intricate markings and inscription on the ring. A tiny half-moon and what looked like a sun adorned the right side, surrounded by other symbols she couldn't decipher. Her curiosity piqued, she whispered to herself, "What type of ring is this?" She glanced up at Nathan's face, his emerald eyes closed in slumber. Seizing the opportunity, she reached for his hand, her fingers brushing against his as she attempted to remove the ring from his finger.

“You may verify it inside. I took the box and opened it. The moment my eyes fell on the inner band, my fingers began to tremble. The ring nearly slipped from my grasp. The words “Planette Moore” were engraved. The inscription mocked me. This diamond ring was entirely different from the one in my previous life. It meant Lucius had rushed this custom-made for Planette.

"A ring?" "Yes, a ring," Denise replied, nodding repeatedly. Her enthusiasm was evident as she continued. "Have you noticed? Luna has been wearing an unfamiliar ring lately. I've never seen it before. Its design is simple, hmm." She cleared her throat briefly, remembering the appearance of the Aegis Solis ring. "But this ring is so beautiful and special. It has a small golden-yellow gem." Fernanda still said nothing. Instead, her face dropped slightly, as if lost in thought. A ring? It seemed...

"What type of ring do you want?" "I need a bit. Too minimal short diamond. Tiny. Very tiny. As though the ring doesn't exist in my fingers." She explained her choice, causing the attendant in front of her left befuddled. "As if you look at the ring in my hand, it didn't look like a wedding ring. Completely invisible. Do you have that one in the store?"

Sitting alone while everyone was enjoying the successor coronation party for the Demon King. She saw the ring on her ring finger, a beautiful ring with red gemstones in it. There is a snaking engraving on the circumference of the ring. She don't know what dreams during her life until she was proposed by the cruel demon king. Ardina sighed. There was nothing she could do at this party. She didn't like noise, nor did she like to attend parties. Ardina prefers to be at home while drawing anything in her room.

I ask politely, pointing to a silver band with an enormous emerald fixed in the middle of it. The woman nods before passing me the ring. I slide it on my finger, quickly frowning at how slack and enormous it looks. I'm pretty sure it would fall off and get lost before I even step through the door. I return the ring to the lady before walking over to other cases. I pass a glass counter filled with rings when a band catches my eye. "What about that one?" I pointed to my fifth ring. It's gold with a small diamond in the middle. This is the one. It's uniquely set aside from the others.

Jacob smiled as he led Midnight Dancer away. The next few hours were filled with gift-giving and conversation. Grace’s favourite gift was from Erin, an Assassin’s Ring. An Assassin’s ring is a ring that had a concealed blade that would pop out when a button was ⎌pressed on the band. This Assassin’s ring was exquisitely made out of Gold and decorated with a pretty vine pattern. There was no way anyone would be able to tell what it was by looking at it.

“Mr. Cross, everything is ready.” Julian didn’t even look at the displays. “Show me your most expensive ring.” A diamond was placed in front of him, massive, blinding, the kind of thing that felt more like a fortress than jewelry. He studied it with bored indifference. But my eyes drifted to another ring. Smaller. Softer. A single diamond surrounded by tiny stones. Elegant and understated, yet beautiful enough to draw the eye. It caught the light with every movement, sparkling as if it had a life of its own.

Taking out my phone, I text Nevio. I need a ring. One of those flashy diamonds that women like. I'm getting married... ***************************************************