Whitney Houston Wedding Ring Novels & Stories

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

Ashton nodded and showed the ring. “And Rosa, do you have a symbol of your vow?” I nodded and showed the ring. “The wedding ring is a symbol of unity, a circle unbroken, without beginning or end. It is a seal of the vows Ashton and Rosa have made to one another. Bless O God these rings, which Ashton and Rosa, who give them and who wear them, may ever abide in peace, living in unity, love, and happiness for the rest of their lives. Amen.” This was it; we are finally going to be husband and wife. I had tears in my eyes, never taking my eyes off my beautiful man.

Butterflies erupt in my stomach, beating their wings mercilessly as my heart races. Tears well up and start to spill over. I wipe them away quickly, not wanting to ruin the moment with tears. He pulls out a small white velvet box and flicks open the lid. “I’ve been thinking about how we accidentally got married and then stayed married without getting you a wedding band or an engagement ring.” A gold band is nestled in the plush white fabric. The diamond is set with tiny leaves around it and more diamonds encrusting it. It’s a stunning ring, and I don’t want to think about how much he must’ve spent on it—too much, way too much.

he whispers in my ear. “I can see the headlines now. ‘Six Stabbed at Kensington Wedding. Entry Wounds Mysteriously Tiny.’” Victor laughs and nuzzles my neck, holding me close. “What do you think,” he asks, holding up my left hand so that we can both see the ring. “Is it big enough for you, Luna Kensington?” “Hmmm,” I say, pretending to judge it with a harsh and critical eye. “I suppose it will do,” I say, my voice haughty. “For now. But the anniversary ring will have to be at least double the size.”

This time, I actually texted back, "Congrats. You're about to get exactly what you wished for." The car pulled away. As we passed Lanora Jewelry Studio, the sky suddenly opened up. Rain hammered the windows, smearing the world into gray. Through the downpour, I caught sight of a row of familiar black cars outside the studio. That was where Ethan and I had bought our wedding rings six years ago. The diamond ring he'd had custom-made was from a brand that claimed a man could buy only one in his entire life. He'd said it was his vow of loyalty.

Whαt I wαsn’t expecting wαs whαt hαppened next‚ Ryαn kneeling in front of me‚ right here‚ right in front of their grαve… αsking me to mαrry him. “Mm?” Ryαn prompted gently‚ still holding out the ring. I lαughed‚ α shαky‚ emotionαl lαugh‚ αnd nodded αs the teαrs stαrted to fαll. “Yes! Of course!” He exhαled‚ like he’d been holding his breαth the whole time‚ even if he hαdn’t shown it. “Thαnk God‚” he whispered‚ slipping the ring onto my finger. It wαs gorgeous. A 4.8-cαrαt vivid pink diαmond‚ surrounded by smαller white ones‚ glinting like something out of α dreαm.

I could not quite put my finger on the whirlwind of emotions he evoked with his touch, but I knew one thing: I did not want it to end. The words hung like a blessing in the air, and the audience fell silent. Time seemed to stop for a moment, and then the room was filled with excitement and warmth. There were guests who exchanged knowing smiles and others who wiped away happy tears. With their hearts racing, Donald and I stood hand in hand looking at one another as our journey together formally began. I can not really put into words how thrilled I was. I whirled around and gave the crowd a wave. My wedding ring is made of diamonds which worth millions of dollars. Among the most expensive in C