Repunzel Promise Ring Novels & Stories

I did not expect him to be as romantic on such a special day. "I want to ask you to be my life partner. Not only because the Mother Moon dictated it, but because it is what I want, and I hope that you want the same. This is a promise ring. I promise my lovely bunny that this will one day be a wedding ring. I promise to love you every day. I promise to respect your decisions as my moon. I promise to take care of you until my last sigh. Do you agree with me?" I brushed myself against him, nodding hard. Everyone in the pack applauded and was moved. I was sure that no one before had done something like that.

They moved to stand on either side of Ava, their heads a feet taller than her body. 'Mums and dad. ' Ava called out hesitantly. 'This here(she placed her right hand on top of the necklace), is a promise necklace. ' She whispered, her eyes gleaming with visible happiness. 'I'm so happy my child. ' There was so much enthusiasm in Renata's words, almost jumping up and down. ' It should have been an engagement ring though!' Eve pouted, crossing her arms over her upper abdomen. 'Stop pouting Ren, they will exchange vows in good time. ' Reynard was always bringing everyone into line with his ability to remain patient.

Craig tried to tell Pim to say no but shaking his head and eyeing him but Pim di not get it. "Ok fine! But you have to give it me now!" Pim gave up and hold his hand to Dimitri who signaled someone and after few seconds, Pim is smiling from ear to ear. He now have his lovely airpods, as him- he was trying to plead Pim through his eyes to take it back but to know avail. How come this decision did not come from him? He wants to shout and say no, but there are teachers watching, especially the school's Principal and his brother. He is smiling at him, as if he's telling him that he's happy. How did it come to this.

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.

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.

Soraya must’ve noticed because she turned to me, lifting her head curiously. I swallowed, then opened the box. Inside was a small diamond ring that caught the light of the fireworks. Her eyes widened instantly. “I got this for you,” I said quietly. “It’s a promise ring. I promise that I’ll always love you. That no matter what we’re going through, we’ll go through it together.” She looked at me with widened eyes. “I know to humans it might look like an engagement ring, but this… this is just a promise. When you’re ready, after college maybe…We’ll do the whole human marriage thing properly. If you want.”

“Not just as my toy. As my girl. My everything.” Tears pricked my eyes. “I love you too, Daddy. More than anything.” He smiled and rested his forehead against mine. “I have something for you.” From his pocket, he pulled out a small velvet box. Inside was a beautiful rose-gold ring with a single sparkling diamond. It wasn’t an engagement ring in the traditional sense. It was a promise ring — a symbol that I belonged to him completely, forever. “Will you wear this for me?” he asked, voice soft but commanding. “As a sign that you choose to stay as my sex toy, my babygirl, my partner… for the rest of our lives?”

"You kept that promise, Dante. You gave me the world. You gave me peace. I want you to wear a ring that represents the man you are today. No threats. No blood. Just us." The tightness in my chest was so immense I could barely breathe. I couldn't speak. For a man who commanded thousands, who could ruin lives with a single syllable, I was left speechless by the woman sitting beside me. I nodded. Isabella smiled as she lifted the platinum band from the box. She slid it slowly onto my ring finger. It was a perfect fit. She leaned down and pressed a soft, lingering kiss right over the cool band, sealing the promise. "There." She whispered, looking up at me with eyes so full of love it physically

Renz began. Lena began to tense nervously, wondering what those were. "If you choose to leave...I want you to promise you'll seek your happiness," Renz said. Lena slightly shifted, still fearful of the idea of leaving him. "And...if I don't choose to leave?" she asked shyly. Renz removed the ring from the box and gently began to slide it onto her finger. "Then I still want you to promise to seek your happiness. And...I want you to promise that one day, you'll consider becoming my wife," Renz finished.

“Strange in a good way?” “Yes.” I lifted my hand slowly, staring at the ring. “When he put it on me, I felt it. Like the bond doubled. Like it was sealing something.” She sat me down on the edge of the bed, her hands moving over the silk of my gown. “You’ll never take it off. It’s not just jewelry. It’s a promise. His promise.” I nodded. “I feel it.” “Good.” She clapped her hands softly. “Now, let’s get you ready. This dress isn’t for a Luna ceremony. It’s too heavy.”