Princess Diana Replica Ring Novels & Stories

Matching diamond earrings dangled just above her shoulders, catching the light with every slight turn of her head. On her wrists were two thin platinum bangles, each encrusted with tiny diamonds that matched the subtle brilliance of her necklace and earrings. Her left hand carried an enormous ring—likely her wedding band—its rare, pink diamond gleaming like a small fortune on her finger. Her shoes, just visible under the hem of her gown, were designer stilettos, metallic silver with jeweled straps, completing the look with a refined edge.

Nick told her. Amelia looked down for hide her pain then looked at those rings.. Soon, her eyes stuck on a ring. This ring was so beautiful. A white diamond butterfly sharp ring. This is so sparking. Amelia looked at the ring closely but she grasped when her eyes fell on the price tag.. This ring price is 5 billion dollars.. Nick followed Amelia's graze and his eyes fell on a beautiful ring.. He took the ring and holds Amelia hand.. Amelia looked at him confusingly and the next moment she grasped when Nick put the ring on her ring finger..

He smirked before removing a ring from his pocket. "Do you recognise this ring, Princess?" he asked. Valerie gasped with shock. She remembered the ring. It's the black opal ring which is similar to the pendant she is wearing. Raphael wears it. She never saw him removing that ring. It is the symbol of a Raven clan royal. Irina and Cadmus also has similar kind of rings. Each ring has the name of the person engraved on the underside of the ring. She snatched the ring and looked at the underside of the ring for the name.

Liza asked hesitatingly. “Sure, madam.” Knowing women’s business can be tedious, the man condescendingly brought out another cut of engagement ring. “This is an Emerald diamond ring, ma’am. The same ring Prince Hammed gave Princess Ameerah on their engagement night. It’s a ring that signifies love and commitment and any woman will love it.” The proprietor said pompously. “I’m afraid I’m not any woman sir.” Liza shyly told him with a small grimace and Mike chuckled.

She'd always been in love with the gown Princess Grace of Monaco had worn to her wedding, and the designer that Kyle hired made her a replica with a few modern embellishments, like diamonds in the lace that covered her chest and arms. Her new diamond bracelet was heavy on her wrist, and she was sure it was worth a small fortune but knew better than to ask when he'd presented her with it while her hair was in rollers in the dressing room earlier. He'd ignored the yells of the other women in the room, and his eyes had only been for her. She'd almost jumped him since seeing him in a suit always did things to her, but she'd controlled herself.

I didn’t react. But I memorized every detail. The band had a nick on the underside—a small chip that had been there since I was eight years old. I remembered it because I’d tripped in the garden once, cut my hand on the sharp edge while playing near the old treasury. Helena had scolded me, then cleaned the cut herself. That ring had sat in the eastern display case for years. Until it disappeared. And now Diantha had it. And when I asked her—delicately, in passing—where she’d found such a rare material, she had the audacity to tilt her head and say, “My mother gave it to me.”

Lola was admiring a six-carat pear-shaped diamond ring on her finger. "Ms. Sanders, you have very good taste. This is one of the rarest jewelry in our shop. There are only two of these diamond rings in the whole country, and the most popular celebrity has the other one. The ring represents 'everlasting love', and it looks really good on you," said the sales assistant.

The man frowned, he did not recognise her but there was something familiar about her, she was indeed a very beautiful young woman, one that fit a certain description. “Your… that ring, where did you get it from,” he asked curtly. “My fiancé…” she said looking away, “That ring belonged to the late Duchess of House Storm, which can only mean one thing,” Liam said quietly. Layana closed her eyes, she was in deep trouble. “You’re the princess… there’s been rumours that you escaped the palace…” his voice became harsher. Layana sighed, taking a deep breath she looked up at him defiantly.

“Where did you steal those?” My eyes widened in offense. “Excuse me?! What are you even talking about?” “That ring,” he said, pointing. “That’s the Star of Diamond. And your necklace… that’s the Necklace of Diana.” Everything in me stilled. I had heard those names before—faintly, vaguely—like stories you hear once and forget, only to remember when it’s too late. Rare jewels. The rarest pink diamond in the entire world. And now Sky was looking at me as if I was wearing a ticking bomb around my neck.

Thai woman about nineteen years old, dressed in a black and white maids uniform."Hello miss," she smiled, "how are you?""Come in!" She motioned with her hand inviting her in and she led her down a corridor to the Iiving room. The villa was decorated in fancy wear. Clearly these people were extremely wealthy, she thought. "You may take a sit miss, the maid motioned her hand towards one of the expensive white leather couches. "Young Master will be down shortly." She smiled through gaped teeth. "You may help your self to some snacks I brought for you.""Thank you!" Yasmin nervously replied. She really felt out of place. Just as the maid was about to leave a woman dressed in leggings and a vest