Taryn Asher No Wedding Ring Novels & Stories

Katherine couldn't believe her ears or her eyes. Taryn was engaged. Her best friend, who didn't believe in love, let alone marriage, was about to tie the knot. She pulled Taryn upstairs to her and Dustin's room so that they could talk in private. "What the actual hell," Kat basically yelled as she stepped in after Taryn and closed the door behind her. "What?" Tar questioned as she held up the ring and admire it. "Are you serious?"

I can't say the same about myself; happy tears fell like waterfalls. Then it was his turn; the elder reread the vows, “I do.” Tyler says midway before our elder finishes, making everyone chuckle. We exchanged rings in simple bands. His ring was a mixture of black gold and tanzanite. It had Viking runes engraved through the band in gold and finished with small amethyst stones through the band (Asher’s idea). My ring was a Blue Nile Asscher cut diamond band with amethyst stones in between each diamond. He slowly places the ring on me with trembling hands, and I do the same.

“Honey, listen to me. This is their tradition. You can’t change it since you accepted his proposal—” “Then why I am not wearing any ring?” I raised my hand to show them my ringless finger just to prove to them that they could return whatever Thayer’s father gave them. “But you just said that you’re getting married.” “It’s complicated.” My heart sunk. “You’re not pregnant, are you?” “No.” But we did sleep together unprotected. “Well. He gave us a house.”

“You’re a magnificent couple,” Asher raised his glass for a toast, his eyes locked on me. “I’ll cover all the expenses for this wedding. Tell me, Amy, is there something special you want for your big day?” He seemed so kind that I finally understood why I had trusted them for so long without ever suspecting their actual intentions. But I couldn’t forget that after we got married, the pressure for me to get pregnant became unbearable. Warren’s family even forced me to take medication.

“But his love for Miss Evans is so outstanding, and his desire to make her his wife is so deep, that he cannot tolerate the idea of postponing this wedding.” Eleonor, although she had tears streaming down her face, did not maintain a desolate expression. On the contrary, she looked extremely numb. Asher turns to the bride, “He asked me to give it to you as a token of his sorrow.” He opens the velvet box and reveals a gold white ring with a huge drop-shaped diamond and several other smaller diamonds around the thin hoop. The guests sigh before the jewel. Erica nearly chokes. Emily's eyes glitter at the piece that is more beautiful and expensive than the price of all her jewelry put together.

“Where's Jayden?” “I have no idea,” Miles said, his eyebrows raised high on his forehead. “But Tyler might know. I can call him and ask.” “Please,” I insisted. Miles pursed his lips, his eyes still showing the puzzlement he was experiencing, as he pressed his cell phone to his ear. “Ashley,” he said as he waited for Tyler to pick up. “About the wedding...” “Forget about the wedding,” I cut in and got up. Ignoring the astonished look he shot me, I shoved the engagement ring into my purse and started walking toward the nearest restroom. “I'll be right back,” I said over my shoulder.

So why was she here now? As she neared, I couldn't help but notice a glint of gold on her ring finger. My heart skipped a beat. It was a new ring, a dazzling diamond piece that sparkled under the cafe lights. A wave of memories washed over me, vivid and unsettling. Six months ago, Ashton had met, fallen for, and married a billionaire named Andreas Thorne in a whirlwind romance that had left me and the rest of our extended family baffled. To me, it was just another one of her impulsive decisions, an experience that left me, the cautious romantic twin who wanted nothing more than to find love, knocked over and strangely envious.

] Wendy: [Surely better than watching me study. Reading the messages, the man's lips curved into that sexy smirk, warmth returning to his blue eyes. Asher: [Everything's boring without you.] Asher: [Can't help it—my heart left with you.] "Wendy, doesn't this seem weird?" Gina suddenly turned to her. "Asher's wearing a scrunchie on his wrist—basically shouting 'I'm taken.' So where's this girlfriend?" "Huh?" Wendy hid her phone behind her back. "What?"

"Troy, I swear—this is the last time. Marc gave up an international music award that was practically within his reach just to help me search for a matching heart donor. I owe him for that. You get it, right?" A sharp pain pierced my heart. I didn't want to argue with her anymore. I softly said, "Come with me to see Mom tomorrow." She still owed Mom a thank you. Ashley looked confused, but she eventually nodded in agreement. Since I hadn't replied for a long time, the wedding planner called me directly. I lowered my voice, steadying it as best I could. "I'm sorry, but the wedding is canceled. There's no need to prepare anything going forward."

Roy said. He dialed Asher's driver's number and asked him to bring the car to the front of the company. Asher ran his hand through his hair and turned to Roy. “Find her, her number, her address, her family, and everything about her, and place it on my desk by the morning tomorrow.” “What?” Roy thought they were done with this conversation, only to be surprised to hear the words from Asher. “The wedding is a week away, and I can't be mocked, it will be held but not with Jane.” His forehead creased.