Pregnancy Brings Love And Diamonds Novels & Stories

she said in that tone that used to make me fall silent as a child, “don’t be dramatic. Damien loves you.” “Does he?” My voice shook, but not from weakness this time. From anger. “Because I don’t think people who love each other end up naked with their fiancée’s mother.” “You’re young. You’re emotional. But you can still have everything we planned. The wedding. The future. The name.” The name. That was what it was about. Not love. Never love. She wanted power, status, the Whitlock family’s shine. She’d spent months planning this union as if it were a business deal. And in a way, it was.

“A small recording device. So she can always carry the sound of her mother's voice, her father's voice. Stories we read to her, songs we sing, promises we make.” The room falls silent. This man who's been obsessing over security cameras and bulletproof windows has secretly commissioned jewelry that will carry our voices to our daughter. “That's beautiful,” Sarah whispers. “That's the most romantic thing I have ever heard,” Sophia adds. “That's perfect,” I say, feeling tears start. “Pregnancy hormones,” I add when everyone looks concerned. “Happy tears,” Mel observes. “Very happy tears.” We finalize party details—elegant decorations celebrating literature, menu featuring foods I can actually

"You're mine now. I will never let you go." Sinclair raised her hand. Gazing at the work of art he had placed on her finger. A square-cut pink diamond, set in gold, with tiny emeralds and pink stones surrounding the band and the precious jewel itself. The perfect piece must be an antique, unique, and must have cost millions. None of that matters. Only his love.

The kind that came with newfound love and excitement. River, ever the romantic, pulled out a small box from his pocket and opened it, revealing a beautiful silver necklace with a small dragon pendant. "We got this for you," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "We wanted you to have something special, something that would remind you of us and our love for you." Dynaris's eyes widened as she took the necklace from him, her fingers tracing the intricate design. "It's beautiful," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

He leaned in and kissed me. “I bought something,” he whispered against my mouth. “Kielan, if you bought me another pregnancy pillow, I swear—” “I didn't get a pillow.” He reached into his pocket and withdrew a small velvet box. My breath caught. “You didn't.” “I did.” He opened it to reveal a ring. It wasn't large or ostentatious. It was a delicate, thin band of rose gold with a single diamond. “I want everyone who sees you to know that you're mine, and I'm yours, and that this—” he placed his palm on my belly, “—this is just the beginning.”

There are tiny diamonds all around it. “It's one carat, because you never needed flash and hate big diamonds. But it's a precious metal and precious stones with no beginning or end. Because that is the truth of our love. There was no beginning, not for us, we knew we loved each other from the moment we breathed outside the womb. There will never be an end, because only death will separate us. You are my one, my only, my forever. Five years ago today, I made you a promise, I hope you will consider it a promise fulfilled. Will you marry me?”

” I pleaded as my heart throb in fear. I saw her wipe off the tears falling on her cheeks and brought forth her fingers to me, “Of course I will marry you.” she exclaimed happily. I smiled widely at her, opened the box and took out the customized diamond ring and put it on her finger. “I love you so much.” She said and gave me a deep passionate kiss before pulling away. “I have something to tell you.” With those words, she took my left hand and placed it on her stomach. “I'm pregnant, we are expecting a baby.” She giggled happily.

Not only is she my anchor, but she’s carrying my legacy. The second I noticed the symptoms — the paleness, the way she was holding herself, the scent of her skin changing — I knew. I didn’t wait. I called Onyx and Maggie, telling them I needed the most magnificent ring ever forged. I wanted something that screamed she was the queen of my world. We went and found the diamond, and then Maggie confirmed what my gut already knew: my beautiful woman was pregnant… with my child.

escaped Anastasia again, not even bothering to hide it. “I don’t want a life where you’re not beside me. Not for a minute. Not for a mile. Not for a moment.” Her whole body trembled. “I love you. And I want to spend the rest of my life choosing you, every single day. Build a family with you and our baby… and more babies to come.” I lifted the ring toward her. A 20-carat elongated oval diamond, flawless and blinding under the spotlight. The icy-white stone caught on every angle of the room, scattering prisms across her skin, and made people gasp under their breath.

He continues, "But let us make one thing clear, our story isn't just a fleeting moment of happiness, a 'Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo' that will wear off at midnight. No, it's a lifetime commitment, like the love Aurora waited years to awaken to. Kiara, my love for you is as deep as the ocean Moana dared to sail, as endless as the horizon she raced towards." He takes a step closer to me, holding up the open velvet box that cradles the stunning emerald-cut blue diamond ring.