The Broken Ring: This Marriage Will Fail Anyway Novel Novels & Stories

I growl, staring down at the dazzling purple diamonds and crystals in the small case. He shakes his head, gazing down at the ring looking nothing but unimpressed with me. “Do you not understand that you cannot divorce me?” He growls, stepping closer to me with the ring now in between his fingers. “This is a contract that cannot be broken, Willow! The first time that I kissed you- that sealed your fate- our fate! You will never leave this Kingdom,” he grasps a hand tight around my wrist and pulls my hand out towards him, “and you will never take off this ring again!” He pushes the ring over my left ring finger and as soon as it touches my skin, I can feel the cool metal of the ring fit tight

Angel could not have the heart to leave Sean alone with a widower status. Angel touched the ring around her finger. It's a beautiful ring. Sean gave this gift when she was in a coma for three months. Ah, just imagined Sean's face when he put this ring on her, and it made Angel's heart ache. Being in a relationship with someone who has a serious illness must have made Sean feel sad more than happy.

“Is it a male thing or what?” “Or what! What’s it gonna serve if you are the sterile one? Okay, no heir. Our marriage ends. But what happens then? That old man will try to fix me with someone else and get me married a second time.” “But…” Rachel began. He put up a hand to stop her. “If I’m to be sterile, there’s no hope of heir – ever. End of story. He’ll leave me alone for the rest of my life and God knows how much I deserve that.”

⸻ She gently touched the wedding ring on her finger. The tiny crimson crack had grown. It now stretched halfway around the band. Almost like… A countdown. ⸻ Aurora stood beside her. Watching quietly. ⸻ “It has begun.” ⸻ Seraphina nodded. “I know.” ⸻ Aurora slowly sat beside her. “When the ring breaks completely…” ⸻ “What happens?” ⸻ The old woman closed her eyes. “The curse chooses.” ⸻ “Chooses what?” ⸻

"I accept. Our bond is broken with the blessing of the Goddess.' Axen tried and failed to hold back another howl. In the end he let loose a loud heart breaking cry that felt like a dagger to my heart, then fell back hitting the hard Chapel floor with a thud. There is a rush for the door, there's a feeling of panic in the room. I don't think any of us has seen a rejected mate react that way. Normally it is painful but it isn't normal for the mate to retaliate...his wolf was ready to attack....unheard of. The attendants and Axen are the last to leave the Chapel and I go with them back to the car where the physician is waiting. The car has left the compound and I'm alone. I'm trying to

She snatched the ring from my hand and held it up to the moonlight. "This is hilarious!" "This piece of trash is nothing but worthless iron painted to look like bronze." She snapped the ring in two in front of everyone. The metal broke with a sharp snap. "A real Benedetto signet ring looks like this." Carmela raised her left hand. On her ring finger, a solid gold family crest gleamed in the candlelight. I stared at the metal shards in my palm, then at Salvatore on the steps. I prayed he would give me an explanation.

Dylan asked after several peaceful minutes. I looked up at him curiously. "When I bought the engagement ring..." He smiled sheepishly. "I also bought a wedding band." My eyebrows lifted. "You did?" He nodded. "I wasn't completely sure you'd say yes." He laughed at himself. "But apparently I was optimistic enough to buy both." Martha burst into laughter. "I adore this man," she declared dramatically. I couldn't stop smiling. "You bought your wedding ring before you were engaged?" "I know." "You are impossible."

When Jake wanted to wear his ring again, he could not find it anymore. Fortunately, we still had our design draft lying around, and my ring had some chips too, so we decided to order a new pair. But before the new rings arrived, our marriage had already shattered. I instinctively touched the faint ring mark on my ring finger. I, too, had thrown away my ring at some point in time. “Forget it. Even if it’s the same ring, our marriage has broken down, and we can’t go back to how we were before.” Perhaps the repeated string of rejections made Jake finally blow up.

“Don’t you have any brains? Why pick a fight with me in front of the child?” “Why allow that stupid guy around my son?” He plopped down on the sofa. “By the way, I couldn't help but notice that you are not wearing your wedding ring. Trouble in paradise?” I looked at my empty ring finger. Then clenched my hand. “My marriage is none of your business.” Max chuckled. “So there's indeed trouble in paradise?” I rolled my eyes. “Aww! Poor you! You see, our failed marriage wasn't entirely my fault. You can't even keep a man even if that man is just some poverty-stricken loser.”

Inside was a ring made of hammered silver, set with a single, raw piece of sea glass—the colour of the shallow water on a clear day. “I don’t want to be your saviour anymore,” he said. “And I don’t want to be your shadow. I just want to be the guy who wakes up next to the smartest, toughest architect in the world. Will you marry me? For real this time? No gala, no marble, no lies.” I looked at the ring. It was imperfect. It was unique. It was the result of the ocean breaking something down until it was smooth and beautiful. It was us.