Novel Ringan The Beginning After The End Novels & Stories

The ninth time I found a strange man's item in my fiancée's car, I picked up the ring and asked, "Whose ring is this?" "Are you doubting me again?" Olivia's voice dripped with impatience. She dialed a number with practiced ease. My sister picked up. "A man's ring? That's a gift I bought for Gregory. Seriously, bro? Olivia treats you like gold and you're still pulling this? Last time we all hung out, everyone was saying you're always accusing her of cheating. I didn't want to believe it, but wow." My best friend Gregory also chimed in when he heard. "Ethan, how do you expect Olivia to feel comfortable marrying you if you keep this up? Apologize. Now." The call ended. Olivia looked at me w

Inside the box were three rings. "Will you marry me?" The view of the rings in the warm light of the candles made the rings even more charming. Bianca couldn’t understand why there were three rings, but even after a quick look, she could say which one was supposed to be hers. The smaller one with the writing: Crow. But right then, her eyes noticed another writing: Crowolf. The ring looked out of this world, filled with some difficult-to-name force, emanating from the round shape and the writing itself. It shone in the flames of the candles as if it were alive.

However, despite all this it had retained an amazing appearance of ancient beauty. My heart skipped a beat. I reached out my hand and opened the box. There was a large woman's ring with a scarlet stone lying on a black cushion. It was a finely faceted ruby in the form of a dragon's tooth shimmering like a star. On the rim, smiling skulls were carved on either side of the stone. On the inside, there was only one word: “Eridanus”. With trembling fingers, I took the ring and began to open the envelope. Letters, dark as night, were shining on the white paper:

“You think I’m a bitch because I wanted someone who didn’t leave me waiting? Because I let Noah touch me when you were gone—again—because Claire called and you ran? You talk about ending things with her like it’s some big romantic sacrifice, but you still wear her ring. You still have it around your neck like a fucking medal.” I reached out, fingers closing around the thin silver chain he always wore under his shirt. I yanked it free, the ring dangling between us, catching the candlelight. “This,” I said, voice shaking. “Is this what you call the end? You told me you ended it. You told me you were done. But you’re still wearing her ring. Hidden. Like I’m still the secret. Like she’s still th

The sweet peas in the jar on the table between them. Afterward they sat in the small room off the kitchen with the June evening at the windows and the fire unlit because the evening was warm enough and the room was right without it. She had her hand in his. The ring on her finger. The house around them, full and warm and its own best self. She thought: this is the rest of it. Not the end—the beginning of the after. The thing on the other side of the thing he had spent twelve years finishing. She thought: the after is good. She thought: the after is very good. She was right.

The stone was a brilliant scarlett color. "This ring is host to what we call a familiar. This in particular, is a carbuncle. It's a creature from South America. They have a gift for finding gemstones and hiding. Think of it as a gift of good faith." "Thank you" she put the ring on her finger and held her hand to the light. "It's beautiful...and call me Nina. Ms. Liang is for people under me." she smiled at him. "Then you may call me Richard." he replied back and watched her admire the ring. He was glad she accepted, even if the training didn't pay off, she would be a good partner to have

When I woke up again, I found the house completely emptied by thieves. Under such a huge blow, I fell sick and got admitted to the hospital. I didn't even notice that Adele, who was constantly complaining about not having enough to survive, started wearing expensive jewelry. Jonah might have thought that I was from the countryside, and so I could survive even without my husband. What happened instead was that I didn't dare to stay too long in the hospital, even though I was sick. What happened instead was that I had to pawn my wedding ring for a sack of potatoes.

Anya's face lit up with quiet triumph. What she did not tell Kyle was that after deleting the engagement ring post, she had quietly uploaded a new one. This time, it was a photo of the two of them strolling through the street food market. The comments had piled up instantly, and by now, the entire company had seen it. Kyle was the only one who had not. Anya had blocked him from viewing it. The car pulled to a stop in front of the building. Kyle got out and headed straight upstairs. He pulled out his key to open the door, but it would not turn. He stared at the untouched protective film still covering a brand-new lock, and his brow furrowed.

On our wedding anniversary last month, he gave me a diamond necklace. He gave her a Porsche. The caption said it was his reward for all her hard work. What chilled me to the bone was the revelation of their marriage certificate being the real one. I yanked the drawer out and dug up my marriage certificate. It was signed and sealed by the official. We even took a photo after that to immortalize the beginning of our happy marriage. Suddenly, I recalled the graduation party. That day, everyone was excited about their future. Ramona and I had a drinking contest. Since I was a lightweight drinker, I passed out soon after a few drinks.

The drink splashed all over Sadie. The woman quickly apologized. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Ellis. I didn't do that on purpose. Your dress is totally ruined! You seem to be about my size. Why don't you come to the makeup room with me to change into another dress? I've kept some backup dresses there." Sadie's dress was white. The stain on it was quite noticeable, so she agreed to the offer. "All right. Thank you so much. How may I address you?" "My surname is Jayne."