Taryn Asher No Wedding Ring Novels & Stories

The girl who doesn't see me as a dish cloth or perhaps a wound. She walks over and hugs me tight, squeezing the breath out of me like she’s afraid I’ll vanish. “Oh my God,” she mutters. “I’ve been trying to reach you for weeks.” “I know. I’m sorry. Everything happened so fast.” She pulls back slightly and looks me dead in the eyes. “Is it true? You married Asher Lancaster?” I swallow, glancing down at my fingers. The ring still feels heavy there, like it doesn’t belong. “Yes.”

"I knew it. I always knew." He took the ring from her and put it on himself without waiting to be asked. Maren went through the motions of the ceremony like a machine, but all she could see was Reid's face, flickering back and forth between the 25-year-old version and the 35-year-old one. One moment it was 25-year-old Reid, grinning at her with a ring he had bent out of a soda can tab. "Maren, when we get married someday, I'll get you one of those huge rocks like they have on TV. Big and sparkly, the kind you can't miss.

With the ceremony only an hour away, I quickly dialed his number. A woman answered instead—his secretary, Seraphine Wendle. "That's right," she said airily. "It's a Hello Kitty ring. Hello Kitty is my spirit animal. Do you have a problem with that?" Rage surged through me. "This is my wedding, my ring! What right do you have to turn it into Hello Kitty?" Her laugh was mocking. "Your wedding? Let me be clear, you have no say in your own wedding. I'll do whatever I like. If I want you to walk down the aisle in a Hello Kitty mascot suit, Owen will indulge me."

You don't need to ask for my opinion. While munching on a piece of toast, I curtly said, "Got it." He wanted me to keep things simple, huh? Well, the wedding wasn't going to have any photos, guests, or an officiant. It wasn't even going to have a bride. Dante looked at me as I calmly ate my breakfast. After giving it some thought, he added, "After the wedding, let's go to Aerona for our honeymoon. I know you've always wanted to go."

At the time, Logan had answered her with absolute confidence. “No way that’s ever happening. “We will still be madly in love five years into our marriage. “When we reach the milestone, we’ll retrace every step of our honeymoon destinations.” However, Logan broke his promise in the second year of their marriage. That night, Logan finished his very last bottle of alcohol. He left a substantial inheritance for Teddy before vanishing without a trace. Some said that Logan was spotted in Barcelona, while others claimed to have seen him in Tanzania. It looked like Logan was completing the journey he had promised to take with Coral.

Sitting back down, Nora asked, confusion evident in her voice, “Then why don’t you tell him?” “He isn’t looking for me,” Ashley replied quietly. “Besides… he has a fiancée. I would rather die than share my mate with another woman. It’s humiliating.” Nora sighed, her gaze softening with pity as she looked at her. “I didn’t know any of this, Ash. I didn’t know you went through so much. I am so sorry I wasn’t there for you,” she said, pulling Ashley into a tight hug.

At the mirror, Ashley almost let out a shrieking sound at her reflection. At age twenty-one, she looked thirty or worse. Dark circles were under her eyes, her skin looked so dull and pale. Ashley trailed the veins on her hand. Ashley became weepy again. This wasn't the type of marriage she had envisioned fit herself. She loved Justin so much. Ashley hadn't married him because of his money. It was pure love, his wealth was an extra gift from God. "Ashley." Lady Wilson called out in a soprano pitched voice. There wasn't a time she called her name softly, it was always high pitched especially when she was in trouble.

(inserts another laughing emoji. -Michael: I'm right, bro. Another birdie told me your ex trailed you to France. So you might want to be careful with your new bride. Gotta go, Alex. Jenny will have my head if she finds out I'm not beside her. Bye, bro. Dammit. I slammed my fist on the table, and closed my eyes briefly. Kelly and I didn't end things on a mutual ground before I got married to Ashley. Though I had explained everything to her and she had promised to stay away, it seemed she's having a hard time letting me go and would do anything to have me back now.

“You're no longer my mate Karien, I already rejected you.” “I didn't accept your rejection, remember.” He crocked a brow at me. “I don't care if you accept it or not, the clear fact is that I already rejected you and besides I'm married, do not forget that.” I said, raising my hands up to his face to show him my ring. The ring I never take off because I'm not just married to Asher I'm in love with him. Karien's face went from a joke into a deep frown this time he didn't even try to hide it. They're visible in his eyes and I could see his hands balling into a fist.

He did. “What do you want?” I whispered. Gideon’s hand tightened around me. “I want you to tell me the truth.” “I have told you the truth.” “Oh?” Gideon lifted my arm, waving my hand in my face. “Then why aren’t you wearing a wedding ring, Avery?” My eyes darted to my ring finger, which was indeed empty. I never wore the ring except when I knew I was going to run into Gideon. Otherwise, it felt too heavy, too wrong. I didn’t like wearing that costume all day.