Whitney Houston Wedding Ring Novels & Stories

The quieter the night, the more affectionate they were in each other's arms. In the next few days, the two of them began to prepare for the wedding. Hansen spent another 20 million dollars to customize their engagement rings. It was an eight-carat round cut diamond with a high degree of purity. On the sides, it was inlaid with small diamonds, forming a heart shape, meaning that their love would last forever. Jenna was not a fan of fancy styles. Hence, she chose a simple ring with a small orchid in the middle for her engagement ring. J&H, their initials, were engraved meaningfully on the rings.

Jim interrupted her. "Then I'll wear white," Alicia cut in agitatedly. Jim saw that Alicia's distress was real. "Okay, okay. Let's not have a church wedding," he murmured cajolingly. "Thank you, Jim." "Oh, Alicia! You made me so happy!" He held her hands and offered a gentle kiss on every finger. "Here is my late mother's ring. Wear this for always." The antique gold ring had a modestly-sized pink diamond. It was surrounded by small emeralds. The stones twinkled with every move of her left hand.

Again and again, even when she threatened death, Jeremy never backed down. “Hailey, it’s just a temporary divorce. Don’t worry, I won’t abandon you. The company needs the Addams family’s support to go public. Whitney absolutely cannot know that I’m married, and she definitely can’t know about you.” Every time, it was the same excuse. Her struggles, her resistance, her despair—none of it mattered to him. In his eyes, they were nothing more than obstacles in the way of greater success. On the TV screen, the camera focused on Whitney again. She smiled gently, lifting a hand to brush her hair aside, revealing a massive diamond ring on her ring finger.

Watch and learn how I will impress you tonight, Redemon. "Well, if I remember correctly, that ring is known as White Envy. It was designed by a famous jeweler for his wife. 08/20 is his wife's birthday. That's why he used 8.20 carats in it. After seeing it tonight, it immediately caught my attention. Thank you to my wonderful husband, because he was able to get it for me. Thank you, love…" I answered with a raised forehead. They all seemed amazed at my words. I heard Redemon whisper something in my ear when I went back to my seat. "Not bad," he said.

Inside was a ring: platinum band, single emerald cut diamond, flanked by two smaller sapphires the color of deep sea. "It was my grandmother's," he said. "She gave it to my mother for safekeeping. Mom gave it to me yesterday." Veronica's eyes filled. "It's beautiful." He slid it onto her finger. Perfect fit. "Veronica Hale. Will you marry me? Again?" She laughed through tears. "Yes. Again. And again." He kissed her knuckles, then her lips, then her belly. The wedding was small. Intimate. A rooftop ceremony in early June, just as summer began to soften the city air. Twenty guests. Sandra. A few close friends from college. Veronica's cousin from Boston. No press. No photographers except the on

Ethan pulled out a black velvet box. My hands were shaking so badly that I had to put my glass of wine down. “Oh?” Ethan opened the box so I could see the ring. A two karat solitary diamond sat on a rose gold band. “OH!” Ethan pulled it out of the bed and placed it on my hand. “You carry my mark, but this is just another symbol of my love and commitment to you.” It fit perfectly. “It’s so beautiful.” “You will get a wedding band at your luna ceremony and I’ll get a matching band as well.”

“I’m Grace, by the way.” “Hi, Grace,” Maxine responded awkwardly. “I’m already married, but it wasn’t a formal setting, so we didn’t get to buy our wedding rings. My husband asked me to get one.” “I understand, ma’am,” then the woman left her to go to the stall on the right side. “This is our latest collection. I bet your husband will love whatever you pick from this set.” Maxine opted for a Cartier wedding band. It was a white gold split ring from their Love collection. She handed it to the saleslady along with the black card Sean had given her.

His fingers inside me while I begged, His cock—oh god, his cock— I was going to be sick. No. Worse than sick, I was going to die, Luna was going to kill me. Anderson was going to— Wait. I lifted my left hand slowly, dreading what I'd see. A wedding ring. Its White gold, delicate, with an expensive beautiful stone that caught the morning light and threw rainbows across the unfamiliar bedroom. I was grounded enough to know this was definitely not the ring Anderson had chosen, he'd picked something small and cheap, said he didn't want to waste money on someone who'd probably lose it anyway.

That twitches something sharp in my heart, hurting it more. He takes out the small box out of the larger box, then opens it for me to see. As I’ve guessed, inside it is a ring. It has blinging crystals, which is enhanced by a white stone on top. “This is her wedding ring, which she only got to wear for twenty-four hours after our wedding," he adds. There are so many questions in my head that are vying to be asked and I don’t know which one I should prioritize. “She’s the reason why I don’t do the girlfriend thing.”

“Remind me to never run away again.” “I want to ask you something.” “What?” He took her hand and put the ring on it. It was made of 18K white gold with small aquamarine stones embedded around it in intricate patterns, like lacework, and a steel grey diamond in the centre with a smaller fancy grey diamond on either side of it. No doubt, it was custom-made. “Marry me?” “Uh...wait. Oh, I get it.” She burst out laughing.