Whitney Houston Wedding Ring Novels & Stories

The deliberate sound of people working very hard at not looking at me. I stood exactly where I was…. Her rings were still on the floor. Two small things. Platinum and diamond, custom-designed, obscenely expensive. I'd handed them to her in a church full of people who were really there to celebrate a merger and called it a wedding. She'd worn them every day for eight years without complaint.

In her palm lay a simple ring. "Sir, I found this while clearing the trash. I thought it might be valuable… Maybe Miss Hudson threw it away by mistake." Another servant followed, carrying a bundle of white fabric. "Sir, this was left behind in the house. It looks like a wedding dress. There's a gemstone in the center, so I didn't dare dispose of it." Grayson reached out with a trembling hand and picked up the ring. With his other hand, he brushed his fingers over the gemstone embedded in the dress—the pink diamond engraved with "V&G Forever."

Her hand felt small and warm against my palm. She handed her bouquet to Ananya. The priest began the vows. The words blurred together until the question came. “Do you, Tristan Castillo, take Natasha Whitmore to be your lawfully wedded wife? To love her, honor her, and stand beside her through all that life may bring?” I didn’t hesitate, even though it was temporary. “I do.” I slipped the ring Daniel had passed to me onto her finger—simple and elegant, with a single diamond that caught the light.

The ring is a 35-carat diamond princess cut surrounded by small rubies with his initial and mine that connect both to the platinum band. “I thought you won’t notice them. My pleasure, Abby, but it’s yours whatever happens between us. That’s yours. It’s designed for your birthstone.” “How did you know my birthstone?” “Of course, I know your birthday. I have to know a little about my future wife. We got the license, and we’re getting married on Monday.”

The wedding ring. When Sierra married John, he had a custom ring made for her at great expense. He spent millions to win the one-of-a-kind pink diamond for her during an auction. Her friends and family were all happy for her at the time, and even Holly was envious. People were still talking about what happened to that diamond. Sierra glanced down at her left ring finger, seeing the wedding ring she had never paid much attention to before. After thinking it over, she finally decided to sell it.

"Kevah Leonora Pierce will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" "Yes, yes I will." He slips the ring on my finger. It is a little tight. "I will get it sized tomorrow." "Yes, please do," I say as I take it from him and examine the ring. It is platinum with pink diamonds and a few delicate designs. The same crest is on it too that I saw on the box. "What's this symbol mean?"

Halsey finally realizes what he’s doing. Many sentiments are flowing through her and she can’t stop her tears. Nathan doesn’t let go of her hand as he slowly takes out a small ring from his pocket. It has a thin gold band with a star studded with tiny blue diamonds on it. And in the middle of it is a small, round pearl. “Halsey Scott,” Nathan says. “Will you marry this bad boy?” Halsey is shaking with tears, too happy to say anything. “Is it a yes?” Nathan teases her. “Or should I mope all night?”

When the priest said the words, Aaron repeated them to Tessa, pledging, “I, Aaron Wentworth, take you, Tessa Hilton, as my wife. To have and to hold, from this day forward. For better, for worse, in sickness and in health, for richer and poorer, until death do us part.” The priest looked at Tessa and instructed her to say the vows to Aaron. She began, “I, Tessa Hilton, take you, Aaron Wentworth, as my husband. To have and to hold, from this day forward. For better, for worse, in sickness and in health, for richer and poorer, until death do us part.” The priest prayed for the couple and when he blessed the rings, Tessa and Aaron exchanged their rings. They were custom-made platinum rings that

The crowd chuckles as the officiant clears his throat, yet again, to get our attention. As I slid her ring on her finger, I spoke the words, not really paying attention to what I was saying. I was operating on autopilot at this point. Everleigh slid the wedding band on my finger, repeating the words so quietly that only I could hear them. We both decided to pick each other's rings separately, I wanted to see what she would choose and she did not disappoint. The ring she chose for me was black tungsten with a row of alternating emeralds and diamonds across the top. It was perfect.

he answered and everybody clapped The priest faced me and asked me the same question "Do you take Jason Stokes as your lawful husband, to have to hold, from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?" I looked at Jason, he was a little bit scared "Yes, I do" I replied Jason sighed heavily and the whole congregetion clapped and 'woah' at us Jason's friend, John who was his best man passed the ring to the priest who blessed it before passing it to Jason. I gave Jason my left hand and he placed the beautiful diamond ring which he bought for $1,000,000 on it Cynthia passed the second ring to the priest, wh