Pinkie Promise Sapphire Hale Novels & Stories

“That was my mother's.” “I have nothing left,” I said, my voice gone so hoarse I barely knew it. “No pack, no mother, no home. This is all that's left.” “Please.” I, Elara Hale, the proudest little princess Silver Mane had, said please. Cain's pupils contracted. His fingers loosened on the edge of the table, his body leaning slightly forward. “Since it's your mother's keepsake…” Seraphine arched a brow. “Cain, that pendant is a fake.”

He took care of her even then. Dreamy hazel eyes fell on her left hand. A huge oblong cut pink diamond rested. His promise ring. Sofia mentioned it was an heirloom passed down from generation to generation. It was one of a kind. And Xavier has entrusted this rock to her. So it meant they were going to marry when she became legal? Or was it a mating ceremony? Like what Anna had? She would love that with Xavier. Smiling dreamily and a bit giddy. To spend the rest of her life with him would be a dream come true.

"Honey, don't forget your promise to me. You need to get the sapphire necklace—" "All right, don't worry!" Joseph patted her back assuringly. "It's just a sapphire necklace. I won't forget. I promise you'll be bringing it home with you today!" Then Elizabeth beamed as she peacefully waited for her precious necklace to be hers.

I shivered as his breath floated across my ear. Dinner had been amazing, and I was amazed that Dylan was able to reserve a table at that restaurant. I know for a fact that there is at least a three or four month waiting list to get a table there. The food was delicious, making me want to come back as soon as we could. I couldn’t stop staring at my ring. I had a feeling that he was up to something, but I was not expecting this. The ring is gorgeous. The center stone is a large four carat tear drop shaped sapphire with diamonds that decrease in size as they circle the band. The band is rose gold and fits my finger perfectly. I was jolted from staring at the ring when the car stopped.

It looks exactly like one of the famous “Forever Promise Rings.” The ‘Forever Promise’ pair of wedding rings were priced at a mind-blowing $80 million. It was one of the most expensive pair in the world, with a stunning 31-carat oval cut diamond in each. The diamond was an exquisite rare blue gem that sparkled brightly among other gemstones.

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.

Inside is a simple silver band with a small moonstone. "It's a promise ring," Timothy explains. "A promise that I'll never lie to you again. That I'll never hurt you the way I did. That I'm choosing you, every single day, not because of the mate bond but because of who you are." Tears blur my vision. "Timothy." "You don't have to say anything," he continues. "And you don't have to wear it if you don't want to. But I wanted you to have it. A symbol of my commitment to our healing journey."

“Don’t worry, I promise I’ll make it up to you. Anything you want, you name it.” “Pinky promise?” Her eyes sparkled with a new wave of excitement as she held out her pinky finger. “Pinky promise!” I locked my pinky finger with hers. “And you just fell for her trap!” Dahlia remarked. “Anything for my little baby,” I grinned. “I want a giant-sized castle cake with Princess Zahra in it!” Zahra blared, spreading her arms as wide as she could. “Done!” I gestured by stamping my fist on my other palm.

Kneeling—not proposing, just grounding himself at her feet—he opened it. Inside lay a custom-designed diamond ankle bracelet, delicate and luminous in the dying light. At its center: her initials sculpted in platinum, flanked by tiny stars, and a teardrop-shaped sapphire that caught the last of the sun’s reflection. “It’s not an engagement,” he said gently. “But it’s a promise. That I’ll never let you feel forgotten again.” Tears welled in her eyes. She nodded wordlessly, lifting her foot as he clasped the bracelet around her ankle with reverent fingers.

Hale, on the other hand, smirked at me. “Tinkerbell, you’re still wearing your prom dress?” Hale asked as he smirked. So now it was a prom dress from a wedding dress. I was convinced that guy just enjoyed making fun of me and that was why he kept on creating new names each time he saw me. “Uhmm… I wanted to ask if there was anything you needed me to do.” I said softly Dominic just remained blinking at me like he was thinking of what to say back to me while Hale continued with his weird grin.