Ring Of Gold Novels & Stories

He looks out the window for a bit, "I have something I want to give you." He pulls out a dark, almost black ring with a medium-sized red gemstone placed right in the center. He gently grabs my left hand, hesitating at his actions for a second, and slips it onto my ring finger. My heart begins to hammer against my chest at the smallest touch of his skin. Once I look down at the ring at a closer angle, the band of it is a dragon that hooks onto the gem from the left side, while its tail hooks onto the other side of the gem, creating the circle.

They don't appear to be words on this one, but I flip it over to see what's weighing it down. On the other side is a rose gold ring with a huge stone. Metal flower petals surround the stone, making it look like a beautiful flower and my jaw drops. It’s the most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen. XXX

The air in the Pink Diamond Bungalow’s command center was cool and hummed with the steady, rhythmic pulse of high-end servers. Oliver Reed stood before a holographic display, the blue light catching the intricate carvings of the jade ring on his finger. The ring felt warm against his skin, a subtle vibration that seemed to resonate with the low-frequency hum of the room. It was a family heirloom, a mysterious link to a past he was only just beginning to understand, and tonight, its presence was more comforting than ever.

The ring is oval shaped with red sapphires and gold diamonds. “I had it made from a photo my parents had of your grandmother’s engagement ring. The colors are the Marigold Pack colors - red and gold. The Gold Moon pack colors are gold and deep orange. So it actually represents both our packs merging now to one.” I have no words. The ring is absolutely stunning. When I look up again Selene is gone and the pack is still cheering. Derek and Kayla slowly walk forward. Deres raises his arms to get everyone to quiet down. When they are seated again, he smiles at the crowd.

A rush of emotions hits me. “What I’m trying to say is. Dahlia Blackwood Alpha of the Venom Fang Pack and future Alpha of Alpha’s. Would you give me the honour and privilege of becoming my wife?” I blink rapidly as a sob escapes my lips as he pulls out a beautiful ring from his pocket. I look at the ring held between his thumb and index finger and look at him. The ring is beautiful. It is a platinum band with a huge canary yellow diamond in the centre, surrounded by tiny diamonds.

If you open it, it's real. She opened it. Resting on the faded satin lining was a gold ring. It was simple. A plain band. But one side was scorched. Blackened. The gold had bubbled from intense heat, creating a jagged, ugly scar on the metal. Aurora gasped. She knew this ring. She had seen it in photos. The black-and-white wedding portraits of her parents. Her mother, Elise, laughing, holding up her hand to show off the new gold.

the man said, barely glancing at it before pushing his spectacles up his nose. “Eight thousand? It’s worth fifty! It’s real gold, eighteen carats!” My voice rose, attracting the attention of a few haggard customers. “Please, look at the engraving. It’s an antique.” “Eight thousand. Take it or leave it, girl. I have ten more of these in the back.” I looked at the ring. I could almost feel my mother’s hand on mine. But then I saw Noah’s pale face in my mind. I grabbed the crumpled bills, the paper feeling dirty in my hands.

It was strange. "I was honestly afraid of the answer," I admitted. "So what is it you're trying to get abuelo to sign over?" "Okay then," he rubbed the side of his face, "in less complicated terms I'm in the precious materials and gem industry." "Like gold and diamonds?" I asked. "Gold," yes he nodded, "rhodium," he cleared his throat. "Rhodium?" "It's the most expensive metal there is out there." "I thought that was platinum."

Inside a black velvet box was a unique ring, gleaming with a red gemstone as precious as any treasure and circled by 520 tiny diamonds glittering in the light. Each diamond was meticulously chosen to ensure a perfect fit within the setting. This red gem stood alone in its splendor, unmatched anywhere else in the world. Its worth was astronomical—over $3 billion in Venturian currency.

At least nothing clean enough for my wolf to touch. "Do you have your sacred wedding bands? I didn’t think so. We provide the metal, included in the silver cost." "Is it true gold?" Rowan asks, squinting through the dim light. He sniffs proudly. "Of course. It comes straight from the mountain veins, complete with an elder's mark of authenticity. Now, cross my palm. Cash or high pack-tokens. We do not do financing."