Ring Of Gold Novels & Stories

"That'd be great, thank you, Ms. Goldie." Opal nodded. "As for baking, this is a vintage Cartier Art Deco ring. Back in its day it was a treasure. It's even more so now. You wear gloves if you keep this ring on your finger while you're working. You hearing me, missy?" Willow nodded. "Yes, Ms. Goldie, I promise." Ms. Goldie smiled. "Good girl." She turned back to me. "Now leave. I'll call you when it's done."

Based on what he is seeing, the gift from Paul is expensive and real gold. They walk inside the ring shop as her eyes are feasting beautiful rings inside. Connor smirks when a lady on a date is materialistic in nature. They are shy at first but erodes when seeing their dream thing. He walks on her side to see what he is gazing at. “You want that?” Connor asked severely. She scratches her nape and is slightly shy about his offer. The lady inside the shop assists them. “This is a wedding ring, sir. It’s made from real diamonds with pure white gold,” she introduces the one she is looking at the time.

The debt her mother-in-law spoke of would never be repaid, no matter how long she worked. Elizabeth packed her clothes into a medium-sized cloth bag, then tucked in a few important documents — her marriage certificate, her child’s birth certificate, and her diploma. “Should I take off this ring?” she murmured, staring at her wedding band — 24-karat gold, 99 percent pure, weighing ten grams. “This is my dowry, which means it’s mine. I’d be stupid to leave it behind. If I ever get desperate, I can sell it. Besides, gold prices are high right now.” Elizabeth smiled faintly and slipped the ring back on.

A small, compact box greeted me. "Is that the ring?" He smiled. "Yes, Roza." He opened the lid, and my heart stopped. It was the most beautiful piece of jewelry I'd ever seen. The band was made of the purest silver and encrusted with numerous, opal stones. The diamond pendant sat in the middle and glimmered, despite the greenhouse's dimness. Never had I worn such an opulent adornment; I took off my glove and held my hand out.

I worked on paper now. No screens. No files. Nothing that could be copied by whatever mechanism Alessia had weaponized against me. The design came together slowly at first, then all at once—the way real work does when you stop second-guessing yourself. A ring. The band was braided rose gold, thin as a whisper, wrapping around itself in a pattern that suggested something alive. The setting held a white gold orchid, petals cupped around a violet diamond so deep in color it looked like frozen wine.

Her fingers felt weak as she opened it. Inside was a stunning ring. It was made of white gold, smooth and polished, reflecting the light in soft flashes. At its center sat a large oval-shaped diamond, clear and brilliant, catching even the smallest movement of light. Around the main stone were smaller diamonds, carefully arranged in a delicate pattern, making the entire ring shine even more. It was too beautiful. Isabella thought as she stared at it silently. slowly, she slipped the ring onto her finger and it fitted perfectly. A soft knock came from the door, and before Isabella could respond, it opened and a maid stepped in.

The shadow was right—the bloodline was close. A Golden Ring.

Eddie’s POV The ring was a platinum band set with a single, flawless diamond, and in that simplicity resided a universe of elegance and brilliance. The platinum band, cool and smooth to the touch, whispered of quiet strength and unwavering commitment. Its polished surface gleamed with a soft, silvery sheen, reflecting the light in a way that was both understated and luxurious. But it was the diamond that truly stole the show.

"This one, Gio. This is the ring!" Gio looked and saw a twenty-four karat yellow Gold ring. It was in a braided Celtic knot style with a moderate size diamond cut in a heart shape with two smaller triangle shaped diamonds in the knot on either side of the heart in the center. "That ring is a two carat heart with two triangle shaped half cart Diamonds and it costs ten thousand plus two thousand more for the Celtic knot matching wedding ring." "I'll give you ten thousand cash for the entire set, right now." The clerk started laughing. "The jokes gone far enough kid get out of here."

The other four guys with me seemed at ease, professionals, while I was a fidgety mess, dropping things and sweating. The guys were all annoyed with me but I tried to pull it together long enough to get the job done without issues, even grabbing some jewelry for myself, that jewelry that was now burning a hole in my pocket, that jewelry I was now going to give the love of my life for her birthday present. What a great boyfriend I am.