Princess Beatrice Engaged Ring Novels & Stories

"Honey, what's wrong? Are you stressed from work? Here, let me pour you a drink, and we can talk…" He reached out to touch her face, but she shoved his hand away in disgust. Just then, her eyes landed on the ring on his right ring finger. It was their engagement ring, the one with William's name engraved on the inside. It had a story. It was said to have belonged to a deeply devoted couple, and the wife had donated it after her husband's death, hoping it would bring another couple the same profound love. Madeline had paid five million dollars for it at auction, believing it was a symbol of true, undying love.

[ S E R A P H I N E ] This ring is gorgeous. Subtle but elegant. Marquise cut. At least one carat, I'm guessing. No doubt it's a real diamond. I've told him to just buy something cheap. Obviously he doesn't want me to wear a fake. I don't know how he actually knows my size. I didn't try any of the rings in that store. Nor do I remember him asking. Shoot. This is actually happening. We're engaged now.

Twenty days earlier... LOTTIE I’ve bought him an engagement ring. Was that a mistake? I mean, it’s not a girly ring. It’s a plain band with a tiny diamond in it, which the guy in the shop talked me into. If Richard doesn’t like the diamond, he can always turn it round. Or not wear it at all. Keep it on his nightstand or in a box or whatever.

She is. Alexandra brought her ring finger up and stared at it. I had a hard time choosing the ring; just like her, I wanted it to be perfect. I wanted something that is just for her, so after thinking for a while, I decided to have it custom-made. Yeah, you heard that right. Alexandra is the only one with this ring design; the ring was a pink oval diamond ring with little pink diamonds on the side. “I can’t believe I’m engaged.” She whispered against my chest.

I should be the one to be proposed to by Dave not her. "This was in fact not a dinner party per se but an engagement party." He beamed and she got up, faking some tears. "Please say yes. I know there's a lot going on in our lives now…" The bitch covered his mouth and pulled him unto his feet in tears. Did I hear him say they're expecting? I craned my neck to look at the ring and gasped. What the fuck! It's a goddamned diamond, worth like 100 carats. And what? It's the latest customized design from MD jewelry for VIPs.

"Hmph. Useless, lazy, and still no baby after all these years. But taking million-dollar gifts? That you're good at," my mother-in-law, Victoria Grant, said this with her lips puckered as if she'd caught a foul smell. Lucas Reed—my husband—had just slid a five-carat diamond ring onto my finger when she cut in. A strange chill ran through me. My hand, whole and unbroken, rested in front of me as if nothing had ever happened.

Beatrice chimed in, confusion evident in her voice, unaware that Allison and she were talking about different things. I wanted to cover Allison's mouth, but she held my hand firmly and looked at Beatrice. "No, Mom. Alton proposed to Solana." I wanted to run away when Allison said that because she completely misunderstood the true meaning of the ring. Beatrice looked at me, and then her eyes focused on my hand, so I quickly hid it behind my back. "You're engaged?" she asked, shock evident in her tone. "It's not like that. It's some sort of promise ring. I'm not engaged... It's complicated," I explained.

“And now for our main item, The Promise of Infinity. This ring was custom-made by a prince for his dying fiancée. Before the princess died, they were able to get married, and the prince remained single until his death.” My eyes widened. I heard gasps from the crowd. The ring was stunning. Nearly all the women there were excited about it. It was a pink diamond ring with an infinity loop design on each side, with tiny pink diamonds encrusted along the loops. “The price for this ring starts at fifty million,” the auctioneer announced. My eyes widened again at the price. People began raising their paddles one by one. The price rose to eighty million. I thought it would stop there, but then Rich