Novels by Sharon

After the ceremony, the reception was filled with laughter, music, and dancing. Mia twirled around, delighted to be part of it all, while Eric and I mingled with our guests. It felt like a dream, but I knew it was real. This was the life we had built together, after all the hardships, after the struggles.During the toasts, there was another surprise in store. Tony, who had been promoted for his incredible work in turning in Rico and Lola, stood up to make a speech. But instead of the usual brotherly words, he turned to Alicia.“Alicia,” he began, his voice uncharacteristically nervous, “you’ve changed my life in ways I never expected. You’ve become everything to me, and I can’t imagine a future without you.”There was a collective gasp as Tony dropped to one knee, holding a small ring box in his hands. “Will you marry me?”Alicia’s eyes filled with tears, and for a moment, she was speechless. Then, with a soft laugh, she nodded. “Yes, Tony,” she whispered. “Yes.”The room erupted in

Emily's POV Six months after.It was a warm and cozy evening when Eric walked into the room.I stared at his empty hands and my mouth tilted downwards in disappointment. "I thought you were coming in with my food," I pouted, my arms folded across my chest.He smirked and walked to my bedside and placed a quick kiss on my forehead, sitting beside me on the bed."I see I've become so good at cooking that you want me to be your private chef," he teased, poking my nose slightly and I rolled my eyes.I leaned closer and wrapped my arms around his necks while he wrapped his around my waist. This had become a new normal for us every evening."Let's eat out tonight," he offered. "A friend is opening this new restaurant and wants us to be one of his first customers."I pouted. "Then their food had better be as perfect as yours."His nose flicked mine and we both laughed. As out laughter died down, we leaned into each other with our eyes transfixed, but we were suddenly interrupted by the lou

Eric’s POVI sat by her bedside, staring at her, and a sigh of relief escaped my lips, but when suddenly, her eyes dimmed. They didn’t light up with recognition. Instead, she squinted at me as if trying to place who I was.“Who are you?” she asked, her voice flat and cold.I frowned, thrown off by her question. “Emily, it’s me. Eric.”She tilted her head, her eyes bright with confusion. “Eric? Do I know an Eric?”For a moment, panic gripped me. Was this some kind of lingering effect from the coma? Had she forgotten me? My mind raced, trying to figure out what was happening, until I caught the twitch of a smile at the corner of her lips.Then, it hit me—she was pretending. This was probably her way of getting back at me for what I’d done to her months ago when I had pretended not to know her when I had awoken from my own coma, thinking it was the only way to protect her from the danger surrounding us. Ithad been a cruel thing to do, even if my intentions were to keep her safe. Now, s

Eric’s POVLola’s grip on Dante was ironclad, her hand steady as she pressed a knife to his kneck in a swift turn of events. Her face was a mask of cold determination, showing no trace of fear or doubt. The room was filled with Dante’s bodyguards, all standing frozen, unsure of what to do. The air was thick with tension, the weight of the situation pressing down on everyone."What the hell is going on here?" Dante gritted out unable to free himself from her choke hold.“Let me go, or I’ll blow his brains out,” Lola hissed, her voice low and menacing.I stood a few feet away, watching the scene unfold. My heart pounded in my chest, but I forced myself to stay calm. I had never seen anyone so cold and mean in their resolve, and it was unsettling. Lola wasn’t bluffing; I could tell by the way her hands wrapped tightly around the knife and edged closer to his skin, the sharp edge of the blade graxing his neck. This wasn’t a game to her. It was life or death.Dante’s bodyguards exchan

Joanne’s POVI sat by Emily’s bedside, my eyes fixed on the slow rise and fall of her chest. The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor was the only thing that reassured me that she was still here, still fighting. My sister, one of the strongest people I knew, had been through so much. But this… this was different. It felt as though she was slipping further away with each passing hour.“Emily, please,” I whispered, squeezing her cold hand. “You have to come back to us.”I hadn’t left her side since she’d been admitted. It was sad that Eric had to rush off without seeing his wife hit it was for a good cause.Lola and Rico had to be stopped no matter what. I was glad that Tont and Eric were finally closing in on them. I just hoped to hear the good news that they had apprehended those sneaky snakes.Mia was asleep after I had lulled her with a lullaby. The last thing I needed was for her to see her mother in this state.Suddenly, the sound of her crying baby reached my ears, and I felt

Eric's POV I rushed back to the hospital with Mia, who I realised wasn't so ill. She was just a bit feverish, so I decided to take her with me to the hsopairl where her mother was admitted. As we pulled over at the hospital, I turned to her. "Princess, how do you feel now?" I asked, touching her forehead to check her temperature, but her body was quite warm. "I want to see mummy," she whined, her eyes wide and teary. "I miss mummy." I let out a sigh. "Yes. You will see her. We are at the hospital where she is." Her eyes lit up like she had just been given an ice cream. "Really?" She gasped. "Mummy is here?" I nodded, and she let out a loud squeal. I stared at her in surprise. Wasn't this the girl who wasn't feeling well a while ago? I shook my head with a small smile. Inguess she was just missing her mother. "Let's go see your mum," I said to her, picking her up and locking the car. I could only hope to God that my wife and baby were okay. Joanne had not called me to tell me

KARA It was getting late. Everyone had left the office, yet I was there, working tirelessly on a design for the system. The project had gone through prior necessary phases and now we were at the designing stage. I had people who could do the design, but I wanted nothing but perfection. That was the reason why I was still at the office by past nine pm at night. A splitting ache ran across my head, making me massage my temple a bit. "Miss Reed, I think you really should retire for the day." It was Lola. She had been waiting with me, refusing to leave until I did. I waved her off with a small smile. "I'll be fine, Lola. You really should leave. I want to make sure I get a rough sketch of the AI system before I leave." She sighed, her shoulders slouching. "What about Nate, miss Reed?" I pressed my lips in a thin line, "He's with Tracy. I already told him I'll be late today." She wanted to argue but I quickly added, "Please leave, Lola. I feel so guilty holding you up here."

Kara's POVI sat on my bed with Nate cradled in my arms, fast asleep.My mind had left the emotional, sad state it had been. Now, it was in a strategic mode.The memories of my encounter at Nate's school played in my mind over and over again like a broken record.Flashback.I had barely stepped into the school's reception when a woman with bright red hair rushed at me, fuming."You! You're the mother of this little gorilla?!" She barked furiously, grabbing Nate roughly from Tracy.Tracy was quick to shove her slightly as she snatched Nate back from her.Nate stared at me with relief. A part of me expected him to be crying, but my boy was stronger than that.In fact, he looked uninterested in the drama in front of him.Another boy who had a naughty expression seemed to relish the scene. From his glare towards Nate, I could tell he was the son of the furious woman."Oh-uh! I can see where he gets his barbaric character from. Two irresponsible people raising a child."I fought the urge

Ashton's POVI shrugged on my shirt with a bored expression, staring into space."Ashy-boo, what's wrong?" Sandra's voice sounded like the buzzing of a fly that I just wanted to swat away."Should we go for another round to help you loosen up?"She asked as she tried to unbutton my shirt but I shrugged her hands off."I'm done with you here. You can leave."I had pressing matters to attend to right now. A lot of things were on my mind.I had called Sandra to help ease my mind of the burden.But her service only made my mind flash back to the one person who had not left my mind since I collided with her"Kara Reed really is an agent of bad luck. Ever since you met her, your mind has barely ever been on work anymore. You don't even pay attention to me either ever since—""Can you please let me think? I need my privacy, please!" I snapped at her.Her voice sounded really irritating.Her eyes grew glossy with tears but it was the least of my concerns."This is not fair, Ash—""Don't forge

I reeled backwards in shock."I don't understand. This wasn't stated in the contract."Mr. Jonathan shook his head, his face masking into one of confusion."It was clearly stated, miss Reed. Clause 14b."That clause rang in my head like a bell.This was what Eric meant!He probably had a foresight that that clause was pregnant with possibilities that I might not like.How could I have been so shortsighted?I stared at the clause which now mocked me.I heard a huff from my side, obviously from Sandra but I ignored her.Lola, my assistant, placed a warm hand on my shoulder to calm me down.I appreciated her sensitivity because even though she had no idea what transpired between me and Ashton in the past, she knew I wasn't cool with him at all."Miss Reed, it might not be that bad. It's probably just a phone or two."But Mr. Jonathan continued, almost as if he had heard Lola."The photoshoot sessions will last throughout the time of this project. So once the project begins, we also begin

Ashton Hall! Again! And in my office?! I held my phone to my ears, still staring at him in shock. "Can you direct me to the boardroom, please?" I stared at the smug expression on his face, wanting to punch it off. Beside him, a pretty lady chewing not-so-subtly on a bubblegum and holding some files. "What are you doing here?" I snapped, unable to hold my anger. He shrugged. "I guess I could ask you the same thing." My brows furrowed, my anger heightening. "I happen to own this place, you know." He smiled. "Good. Then maybe you'd be in the best position to tell me why I'm here." As much as I wanted to throw him out, my mind was in a twist. I could hear Tracy calling my attention from my phone. "Kara. Kara... Are you there? Hello." I raised a finger to Ashton who was about to say something before responding, "I will be there in a bit, Tracy. Let me get my things." The call beeped as it came to an end and I turned back to Ashton, mentally closing his chapter for the momen

My heart skipped a beat. I knew something was up even though I couldn't place my finger on it. The expression on Mr. Eric's face already told me to be careful with the too-good-to-be-true contract. I sat up instantly, giving him my full attention. Eric had been my lawyer since the beginning of my company and had been able to help me sort out all my legal issues without a hitch so I trusted him wholly. He held up the document and read out loud, "Clause 14b: Client reserves the right to include Ms. Reed in promotional activities, including but not limited to press features, media campaigns, and public brand representation, as deemed necessary by Deluxe Conglomerates." I stared at the document, following him as he read and waiting for him to read out the issue but he stopped there. "Uh-uh?" He shot me a quizzical look. "This clause... Are you comfortable with it?" I stared intensely at it for a couple of minutes, proofreading it over and over again. Media campaigns, public br