Onyx Ladies Rings Novels & Stories

Tonya’s mother now said, trying to comfort her daughter, as she now rubbed her arms. I decided at that moment that I should give the two of them some time to talk, so I turned to walk away to head back to the house, but was stopped, when Tonya says, “Mother, this is Quinn, Jaxson’s mate that I spoke to you about.” Turning back around, I put a smile on my face, as I said to her, “It’s nice to meet you.” Tonya’s mother smiled at me, but her eyes moved from mine and down to my chest, as my moonstone on my necklace began to glow, and the smile on her face began to disappear as she stared at it.

“I can take care of him myself. Thank you so much.” “What… what do you want? I will give you anything. Anything you ask for,” pleaded Vittore. “I want Auction Ring,” said Renata/Afanasiia. “Yes, yes, I will give you an auction ring. I will make you, so money from the auction ring that you won’t be able to count. You can sleep on money, eat on money, walk on money. I will give you the auction ring, anything,” Vittore didn’t waste any time and promised her the auction ring.

The saleswoman gives us a little giggle, "Men, am I right? He thinks he only has to pay." "A little effort goes a long way, Sir. Sometimes, the thought is worth more than the gift itself," the lady says. "You're right, I'm going to pick something perfect," I promise in my fake voice. So I have to spend a long time looking at bracelets, necklaces and rings. Anya is right, she only owns that one ring so I don't really know her style, but I really like an emerald necklace I see... I think it will stand out against the red of my marks on her neck.

As it caught the light, it emitted a mesmerizing play of iridescence, casting a cascade of scintillating reflections. Her ears sparkled with the brilliance of Diamond stud earrings, and around her wrist, a Diamond bracelet enveloped her in a dazzling embrace. This bracelet was a mesmerizing dance of diamonds, linked together in a seamless, white gold design. On one of her fingers, a Diamond Ring sat with regal poise and her footwear of choice was a pair of black closed-toe, high-quality leather pumps.

Victoria lied smoothly, "Search her! The necklace will speak for itself because everyone knows, there can't be any knockoff of Nightingale!" "Why?" The older officer blinked, asking his partner. "Not sure," The younger officer shrugged, "something about the metal they use, I remember vaguely..." "That's right! Nyx only uses PURE metal for her design, and you can take it to test anywhere, not even the laboratory can find a shred of impurity." Victoria bragged with a cocky smirk, "Mine used pure gold!" "Vulgar," Mathilda mumbled with despise. "What did you say?!" Victoria squawked angrily.

“Yes, yes, oh my God, yes!” They’re on their feet in an instant, and I don’t even know who kisses me first. It’s a tangle of hands and mouths and laughter and tears. Ronan’s arms around my waist, Malachi’s hand in my hair, Jaxon’s forehead pressed against mine. “I want to see them,” I demand, pulling back just enough to look at the rings. Ronan goes first, slipping a platinum band on my left ring finger. The center stone is teardrop-shaped, surrounded by tiny diamonds that make it look like it’s floating. But it’s the color that steals my breath: deep crimson, almost scarlet.

She missed them terribly and wondered if she would ever be able to visit them again. The Ladies assigned to Raven walked in with several shiny dresses. One of gold and white, one of just gold with dangling chains, one of pure onyx with silver geometric patterns all over it. Raven asked the Ladies to try them on for her. “They looked at each other and didn’t move. I think that means they’re scared of messing them up, Princess Raven.” Emiline accurately described.

she told her, honestly because even if she would want to buy anything, she knew she could not afford buying even a single ring for Flora from a place like this, at least not yet. The lady smiled at her, politely in understanding and with no judgments. Probably because she knew she had come here with this place's owner. She walked away and Aniya resumed her eyes on those rings. Aniya didn't dare to touch a single thing. She walked to a different section and saw different kinds of chains, lockets and pendants. They all looked beautiful and extremely expensive. Her eyes caught a chain which had a pendant on it of the alphabet 'F'. The stones and gems on that pendant were shining alluringly. Ani

Not long after, I rechecked Sophie's social media. The close-up photo of the ring had vanished. 'Good. Deleting it only means it rattled her,' I thought. I reloaded the mall membership card and handed it to Victoria. "Mom," I spoke sweetly, "there's a new drop from that luxury brand. It matches your ring perfectly. I heard Mrs. Graham and Mrs. Ewing already booked appointments." Those two were her eternal rivals—always battling over handbags, diamonds, and designer outfits. They'd flaunted new pieces just last week, and Victoria had been seething ever since.

It's the seventh gown now, good thing they say seven is a lucky number. The gown clung to my slender form above and was free from the waist to the ground. The sapphire fabric shimmered like the night sky, adorned with intricate silver embroidery with tiny diamond stones that mimicked the constellations. The transparent gloves fitted my arms perfectly and the ring Luna Ria had given me was still on my fingers. Dexter told me to always wear it during events or when I'm out of the house. He specially gifted me a matching necklace and I couldn't help but see him as the sweetest.