Princess Beatrice Engaged Ring Novels & Stories

The archbishop declared after they exchanged their wedding rings. Their rings were both black with red diamonds that rested on the head of the band. The design for Princess's ring was more feminine compared to the bold masculine design for the Dark Prince. The red diamonds were to honor Prince Phoenix's kingdom. Likewise, their gold engagement rings were made in honor of Princess Aeval's kingdom. "You may now kiss your bride." The Dark Prince turned away from the archbishop and pulled his beloved Little Flower close to him, kissing her chastely on the lips. He poured out all his love in that one kiss. Love that was going to last for eternity. She kissed him back promising the same.

I asked, blinking. He nodded at it. “Open it.” I did. Inside was a stunning engagement ring, oval cut diamond, thin platinum band, elegant and tasteful. “For the media,” he said. “We’ll announce our engagement tomorrow.” I stared at the ring for a long time. Then I slid it on. It fit perfectly.

but nothing was too good for my guys. And then for Elijah along with his necklace I got a ring. It could be his wedding ring .. or just an extra one it didn’t matter. I got an engagement ring .. why should he have one? It was gold and the middle spun around.. engraved on it was the date he proposed to me.. on the inside .. it had the words- love, your princess, soon to be queen. I’d gotten the idea from what he’d told me when he asked me to marry him. It was special … and I held those words close to my heart. I hoped he would too.

“Don’t tell me you’re-” “Let’s just say I now love the idea of spending an eternity with you,” Alexander smiled and got down on one knee, a newfound confidence mixing in with his nervousness. He brought out a smaller velvet box from his jeans pocket and opened it. Katie clapped her hands over her mouth, gasping at the sight of the ring inside, its jewel radiating a brilliant blue as the lights passed through it. “Katie Sophia Isabelle Arabella, will you be my wife?”

Damon steps forward and hands the rings to the pastor… We bow our heads as the pastor prays on our rings… After blessing the rings, he looks at us... He hands me Sadie's ring. it is just a plain silver band. She is planning to wear her engagement ring together. So, we got her a silver band with my initials on the inside. "Do you Beckett King take Sadie Golding to be your lawfully wedded wife to love and to hold, through sickness and through health till the day you die?" "I Do" I say.

SOPHIA POV The ring caught the light every time she moved her hand. It was a two carat, emerald cut with platinum band. Marcus had excellent taste, she’d give him that. She twisted it slightly on her finger, watching the diamond throw tiny rainbows across the ceiling of his bedroom, their bedroom now technically, and felt something close to satisfaction settle in her chest. They were engaged. She turned the word over in her mind the way you’d turn over something valuable to check for cracks.

-He bent down to take the engagement ring box, but she was quicker to see that she might lose the chance to marry a billionaire. -Good. I accept I accept to marry you so that you can take over your father's business in five months. I want all the luxuries, a van at my beck and call, two unlimited credit cards, a big wedding, honeymoon, and..." Christine opened the box, and the ring was beautiful but relatively simple. She took it out of the box and held it up to Björn, who was red in the face. -...if I am to be the billionaire's wife. ...I want an engagement ring worthy of one.

Bonnie bolted from the phone store and returned with a newspaper, hurrying directly back to Steve. “It’s not an ID, but it’s me.” She slapped the paper down on the counter and pointed to her engagement photo staring up at them. The one thing about being from a royal and popular family was that almost every fucking thing was news, and the news of leaving her wedding had been all over the place. The news in the paper now was about Prince Marcus moving on since it was certain now that she wouldnt return. The picture, she now realized, didn’t really look a thing like her. But the ring on her finger was definitely distinctive. “See?” She pointed to the ring in the photo, then her own, then stuck

"I had this made yesterday." Sophia stared at the box, her heart hammering. "Yesterday? But we didn't decide to announce the engagement until" "Until last night, I know. But I've been thinking about it since the gala was announced. Isabella will be there, showing off her new fiancée. I wanted to make sure we had the upper hand." With trembling fingers, she opened the box. Inside was the most beautiful ring she'd ever seen: a stunning sapphire surrounded by diamonds, set in platinum. It was elegant and timeless, exactly what she would have chosen for herself if she'd been shopping for a real engagement ring.

William was silent for a few minutes, he forgot the speaker was on, which made Bernard hear Beatrice's words, "I want a palace suitable for a luxurious wedding, any suggestions?" “Hmm,” said Beatrice, “OK, I'll reserve the best one. When do you want to check it out… Hey, who's engagement party?” William replied, "It's my friend's engagement party." Bernard and William went and took a look at that palace, which, to say the least, is at the top of the peaks of luxury and sophistication, and Bernard was also impressed, so William agreed to hold his engagement party here, of course, since the palace belonged to the palaces of Beatrice, it was not William Or Bernard need to pay a penny.