The Last Fling Before The Ring Novels & Stories

He had been busier, especially after his childhood sweetheart, Bianca, returned to the country a month ago. I tried to quietly slip the Mate Bond Dissolution Agreement back into my bag. The next second, Bianca handed Logan a piece of roast meat with a smile. "Celeste is your mate. Why are you talking so seriously? Anyone listening would think you were lecturing your younger sister. You two seem nothing like a couple." "Was I being too serious?" Logan's expression softened. He glanced at me with a smile and completely forgot about checking the medical form. Instead, he signed right where I pointed without a second thought.

I pulled out the ring, sliding it down her fingers with a pleading look in my eyes. "Willow, please remember me..." I whispered, my voice breaking as I held back tears. Her eyes welled up with emotion as she pushed the ring off her fingers, her expression hardening with resolve. With a swift motion, she threw the ring at me, the metal glinting in the light as it spun through the air.

Ringing. "Hey" "What's up" "It's seems that you're doing something" "Yup, I need to, for the dare" "Well, you really hate giving your sports car away?" "Yeah, It's one of my favourite" "Okay, finish the dare and your car is all yours" "I know, Where's Lucas?" "He's sorrounded by the girls again, showing off" "Haha" "We'll see you on monday then, let's see if you can make her agreed"

Rosie was shocked and asked, "Where are you going so late?" I did not even look back. "Rosie, we're done." Rosie stopped me, surprised, and said, "You can't be serious, Malcolm. You're breaking up with me over this little thing?" Little thing? I chuckled calmly at her. "While we were together, you had Jeffrey's baby. Is that a minor detail as well?" Rosie chuckled back. "When your heart is tainted, you see filth everywhere. Sean is my cousin and Jeffrey's child.

My voice was hoarse when I said it as tears welled up in my eyes. "Please....don't hurt me again because if you do, I don't know what things might happen to me, all the pain you gave me before is over, I won't be able to handle it again if the day comes again you will leave me alone again.... I'll promise in this church that you will be the last man in my life until death do as apart, Please accept this ring as my sign of love and loyalty to you." I said last before putting the ring on her.

I looked down at the ring, and tears suddenly fell. Tyler lifted his gaze to look at me. "With me, you don't have to give in to anyone. You are my first and only priority." I placed my hand in his. As he slipped the ring onto my ring finger, the faint sound of something dropping came from outside the gate. Clifton stood in the shadows. The art book had fallen from his hand onto the stone slabs, now covered in muddy water. …

“You don’t want me anymore? I was wrong! I didn’t know Rowena would do that!” His ‘special’ ring dropped to the ground in the struggle. Edward bent down, picked it up, and tossed it straight into the trash. “That’s not something you bring to my wife.”

Then she had watched her fiancé put a bullet through a man's skull and smile while the blood spread across the marble floor. The memory came without warning, as it always did. One moment she was counting beats and correcting posture and being the patient instructor these wealthy widows paid her to be. The next moment she was back in that hallway at the Lagos Charity Ball, the smell of jasmine and champagne and gunpowder thick in her throat. The man in the dark suit falling backward, his eyes wide with surprise—not pain, not fear, just pure, naked surprise, as if he could not quite believe that this was how his story ended. Emeka lowering the gun, his smile never wavering. Turning to her and

This one, this one is a momma's boy all the way. Pierson comes up besides me and kisses me sofly on my temple. The small action still sends tingles down to the very tips of my toes. "Well if you're all done here, are you ready to go down everybody's waiting on us?" He asks. I nod my head and he intertwines his long fingers with mine. He then brings up to his mouth and kisses the silver diamond ring that symbolizes the love we forever promised to one another. I smile and he leads me down the stairs to the first floor of the pack house.

Aunt Flora teased Arthur about his carving skills, and Margaret joined in, scolding him for “mangling a perfectly good bird.” I leaned into Alex, resting my head on his shoulder. “You really didn’t plan that, did you?” He smirked. “I did. I’ve been carrying that ring around for a week waiting for the right moment. And this…” he gestured at the table, at our family.. “this felt right.” “It is,” I whispered. “It really is.” Later that evening, when the plates were cleared and Nolan was half asleep on Rissa’s lap, Aunt Flora raised her glass.