Whitney Houston Wedding Ring Novels & Stories

Alone now, I sit at the vanity and open the black box Jackson brought. We agreed to attend the ceremony with the rings we bought. A sigh escapes me when I see the ring inside. I put it on, my vision blurring with tears for a moment, until I close my eyes and hold them back. Then, I admire the ring on my finger. Half open at the front, it circles the back of my finger until it ends in a diamond on the left. On the right, the white gold divides into bands, ending in a diamond above and another below the center one on the other side. Perfect for representing us.

I said through the phone as he laughed. “Finally, you decide to marry?” he asked me as I laughed softly looking at the ring that I had picked. It was a silver ring Composed of two interlocking diamond-embellished 18kt white gold bands with a small round brilliant diamond in the center. “Yes. I feel she is the right one” I said to him, and he laughed. “She’s a good woman. Let me know if you need anything and I will be there” he said to me ‘Thank you, Uncle Sam,” I replied cutting the call as I am looking at the ring.

I covered my mouth with my hands as tears streamed down my cheeks. I looked around and saw that they were all crying. Delilah and Emilianna were on their phones, in tears, recording the moment. He stared at me intently, hope in his eyes, while on bended knee. "Can you make me whole and marry me for real this time?" he asked before handing me the most stunning ring I'd ever seen in my life. It's a diamond solitaire ring. It has an infinity symbol in the center, where the diamond is set. It was simple, but it was elegant in its simplicity. The piano was still playing, and everyone was waiting for my response.

Gideon pushed an infinity gold ring on her ring finger in the day of their wedding. Jewel raised the hand where the gold ring lies. As she stared at it, she noticed a small, glowing object where the two lines met. It's a white diamond. She frowned, removed the ring, and put it back to the drawer of the study table. When she looked at her other hand, a small and simpler ring was there. She didn't know why Gideon wanted her to wear that ring when he himself didn't wear one.

“Wearing it while working is simple. I'll purchase you something greater for the wedding itself later." Haley had to respect the designer's taste when she saw his insignia on the box. When she opened it, she discovered a natural blue diamond ring that weighed about one carat. A stone that pure and clean was easily worth seven figures, even though it wasn't very large. A grin tugged at her mouth. "Help me put it on?" Rhett smiled. "Want me to get down on one knee?" "Nah, don't worry about it." She smiled playfully and waved him away. "Save that for the wedding."

He nodded, hoping that none of the confusion he was feeling was evident in his eyes or on his face. “ Sounds fair,” he agreed smoothly before dropping his gaze pointedly to her bare ring finger. “But open marriage or not, you have to start wearing your wedding rings again.” Cindy covered her left hand self-consciously with her right, her own eyes dropping to his strong hands. She had noticed, couldn’t help but notice, that he still wore his wedding ring, a broad brushed gold and platinum band with a complex Celtic design that had matched her much smaller band. I . . . I don’t have them,” she confessed, and he made an impatient sound at the back of his throat.

Or maybe I hadn’t wanted to see the secret he was hiding in plain sight. Now, he wasn't wearing them. His hands were bare, pale and elegant. He slid several rings onto his fingers slowly, deliberately, as if showing me the pieces of a puzzle. Two of them made my chest ache with a sudden, sharp pang of recognition. One was a simple, heavy gold band which was clearly his wedding ring. His wife had died eighteen years ago. He never remarried, never even looked at another woman. The other ring was tacky and rusted, a cheap piece of costume jewelry that was clearly too small, leaving faint green oxidation marks against his skin. It looked like trash compared to the gold.

Guests can not only receive well-prepared gifts, but also enjoy ancient works of art. Lydia's wedding ring design was ready, and Vince bought her a precious pink diamond in South Africa to make her wedding ring. The wedding ring was inspired by Disney's fireworks show, with the diamond in the shape of a firework and their names engraved inside. Human life is short, but a diamond can carry their love through the centuries. Lydia can't wait to see the finished diamond! This evening, Lydia and Gwen are going to a party. It's a businessman's party, where people drink champagne, complement each other, and then talk about partnerships and signed contracts.

I looked over and froze as he slid a ring onto my hand where my wedding ring had once been. But it was a completely different ring. In place of the diamonds and gold, the band was white gold and paired with precious gems that sparkled like a rainbow on my finger. The main gem on the band was a soft rose-colored diamond. The name of the shade escaped me, but I could see the quality of the band clearly. The stone had to be worth at least a few hundred million alone. I looked up at him, wondering what he was playing at. He lifted my hand and kissed it with a mischievous smile.

With a smooth, elegant motion of his long fingers, he flipped the lid open. Resting inside the white silk lining was a ring that defied corporate valuation. It was a flawless, radiant-cut pink diamond, a stone so incredibly rare and vibrant it seemed to trap the entire golden light of the surrounding candles within its facets. It was flanked by two trapezoid-cut white diamonds, set into a platinum band that was engraved with the ancient, subtle initials of the Wolfe and Hart estates. It was a multi-million-dollar masterpiece, a physical manifestation of an unyielding, unbreakable sovereign power.