Whitney Houston Wedding Ring Novels & Stories

He immediately growled and grabbed it back. “That is how it is done in our world and you know it. Respect. Now … Leia Fuentes you will do me the honor of being my wife,” he said, taking the ring and putting it on my finger. I gulped, loudly. It was stunning, and probably a $200k ring. Exactly what you’d expect from him. A massive oval shaped single stone, the kind celebrities have. A billion girls would kill for this ring. Kill for the life he could offer me. I closed my eyes as he kissed my hand.

Then Connor placed the ring on my finger. More tears fell upon my cheek as I looked at the gorgeous ring they had picked for me. The band was rose gold, a one ct—diamond laid in the middle of two smaller diamonds that were half ct. Connor and Wade went above and beyond. I couldn't ask for more. Connor and Wade each lent me a hand to help me up, and we hugged each other tightly. "So, do you think your dad will relinquish his right to walk you down the aisle so I can?" Connor whispered in my ear.

"Are you here to see me, Hattie?" Whitney hadn't changed into her dress yet since she could be in danger even if she caught a cold. She was already wearing a thick, wooly everyday outfit. She was very skinny and her clothing felt unfit for her, and she looked especially weak. Heather smiled and said, "I'm here for the party tonight. Right, this is your birthday present." Heather then gave Whitney a red velvet box. Whitney took it and opened the box, seeing a moonstone pendant inside.

The third item was a diamond ring. The moment Whitney was legally old enough to marry, Colton wasted no time. He popped the question on a skyscraper's massive screen downtown, with rose petals raining down from a helicopter. The ring sparkled with a cool brilliance as he placed it on her finger, his gaze warm with affection. "Whitney, from here on out, I'm all yours." ... Had Janice not come into the picture, Whitney would have believed they were destined for a lifetime together. With a self-deprecating chuckle, she boxed up those memories and tossed them into the trash.

The band was platinum and was etched with tiny stars. It was ‘her’ ring. The same one she’d drawn at seventeen, sitting across from him in a cheap cafe while he solved math problems. Her hands trembled as she lifted it from the box and flipped it over. There, engraved in elegant script, was H.W. & R. H. Hermione Windsor and Rhys Huxley. Tears burned at the corners of her eyes. She blinked furiously, refusing to let them fall. Suddenly, her face flickered with rage. She snapped her head to Rhys, voice cold. “What’s the meaning of this?”

He rubs his cock up and down my slit till his face goes slack in pleasure and I feel his warm stickiness on my pussy. He takes my ring finger and kisses it. It's a platinum band with a huge sapphire in the center, and smaller emeralds around it. I just know it cost a fortune. Our wedding was held in Rio, with only our close friends and family in attendance. People wouldn't stop talking about our relationship for months, but eventually it starting dying down as the next big gossip went into their ears.

"No one else can tell how happy you make me, I'm lucky, I'm very lucky to own you again. I told you we were meant for each other." "I knew that too, the thoughts that we will be wedded in two days is still a surprise to me, I'm very anxious." "Not as anxious as I am," We smiled at each other. **** There was nothing left to be bought as regards the preparation for the grand wedding. The wedding ring was imported from a jewelry company in Miami. It was the finest of all rings in the company, it had the tendency to glitter in a dark room. Literally, the ring could lit up a dark room.

"I thought you'd be happy to have a piece of your mother with you, and you could pass it down to our kids later… if you wanted." I nodded, sniffling as he took the ring and gently slipped on my finger. I reached up to him and pulled him close, giving him a kiss that would help him understand what words I was failing to say. The next few weeks Morina and I helped each other plan our weddings. I helped as much as I could in between my lessons and we shared many moments where all we could do was talk about our rings. Hers was a twist of copper and silver like mine, but the two stones in the middle were an amethyst and a soft pink quartz. There were only white diamonds around the rest of it and

The ceremony started, and the priest began to say the wedding vows, asking us to put the wedding ring on each other. Daniel was the first to put the ring on my finger; it was made up of a special, rare diamond that he had made specially for me. The diamond was the same as the diamond on my necklace. I put the ring on his ring finger, a smile on both our faces. After the ring ceremony, the priest began speaking again. "Mr. Daniel Whitlock, Do you agree to take Miss Josiana Stuart as your legally wedded wife?" "Yes!" He replied, fully focusing on my eyes.

said Jenny. I looked down on my ring. The initials of our names were engraved inside the band. Eight years ago, Chance had knelt on one knee to propose to me. He promised he would love me forever. "Take off the ring and give it to Jenny," he said, voice cold as ice. I could not bear to part with it, even in my deepest disappointment. I shakily said, "This is our wedding ring! It's engraved with the words 'Chance Hart will love Nora Song forever'."