Aliza Sharp Novels & Stories

I shook my head and looked out the window, and taking my stance, Alvize raised an eyebrow at me. “The woman is an agent, and last I checked, she was not a regular employee. You wouldn’t have suggested that SHE of all other employees that you have in that fucking station work with me.” Alvize said, his tone calm. “That is, of course, unless you don’t want us working together.” “I don’t want you working together, but it is you who has decided to take over the case because your fucking man…”

"Ms. Sharp, Austin is the one who's spying for Rayden Enterprises! He's the one who's a thief and a traitor! He's the one who works for Dash and Augustine! He should pay the price! He must pay for this!" Alisha began to thrash around even more. She wailed, "Ms. Sharp, let me kill him! After all, I am already in so much debt. My life is hopeless now! I'd be better off in prison than outside! Ms. Sharp, I want to get revenge for the company! I'll be killing a traitor, not a human being! Ms. Sharp, let me kill that animal!"

Amelia suddenly remembered how Helga prevented her from opening the television. "Wait, I'll send you the video. Oh my god, Lia. What is going on there?" Tara said as she quickly sends the video to her friend. Amelia clicked the link that Tara had sent her. She watches it for a few seconds before seeing her own face with Damian, the day that they exited the hospital when she went for a check-up. 'The Damian Castillo, caught in a scandal with a 17-years old girl' Amelia read the headlines. Her eyes were wide open as she watches the news about how Damian Castillo laid his hands on a minor.

I stammered nervously. “Well you are all that everyone is talking about.” Another girl chimed in. I must have given her a confused look, as she quickly added, “The girl so amazing the Alpha of the largest pack dared change the rules for.” “Doesn’t seem that special to me.” A third girl snorted.

I growled. She flinched again with her eyes wide open. "I'm glad you remember." "I don't know what you're talking about Philip. I did nothing of the sort," she answered as I loosened my hold on her neck. "Oh really? Cool. You're still not going to speak the truth right? For the last time Giordana, why did you lie?" "Are you bipolar or delusional? Or do you perhaps have a brain trauma that is making you spit garbage this evening?"

Shirley responded amusingly. Azriel Capoue, or as Shirley liked to call her, AZ CAP, was able to charm the entire police force the moment she was recruited. Everyone had taken a liking to her even before they knew her name – not only because she was a beauty whose hair was like a massive black curly bush that surrounded two unbelievably deepcolored blue wide eyes; or the faintly dotted freckles on her cheeks, only visible in the sunshine; or the cute pointed nose; or the neatly arranged white teeth in her mouth; or her voice which sounded like a caress of a rose petal around the concha. All of these were indeed factors that admittedly helped, but mainly, it was because she was humble and re

I thought I knew everyone, at least from the face, but I was pretty sure I had never seen that woman before. “So she did come, after all,” Duncan murmured, handing me some apple juice, which almost looked like champagne in that elegant glass. “They are the Crimson, darling.” “Oh.” “She refused to come to these events for years, but now she even brought the kid,” he said, easily changing our conversation to our mindlink. In a room full of werewolves, you could never know who hears what. “That woman is Liz Montalvo, Luna and current leader of the Crimson pack. The boy beside her is her son, Lucas Montalvo, future Alpha of the Crimson,” he explained, nodding towards the boy.

It was the woman he saw a while ago inside the club, the one with the short hair carrying a black briefcase. “Hey!” Zakael called her out but the lady kept walking away. Zakael frowned and ran towards her until he bumped onto her back. “What the fuck is your problem?” Azalia turned around and glared at the man who bumped her like a freaking bull. This woman cursed like a sailor.

She shot me a sly smile. I could see why people had called her the “Alpha of Death”. She was indeed lethal in all sorts of ways. It made me prouder to be her mate. “Hey Myla, I do have one more question,” I grabbed her and pushed her up against a tree. “Nice outfit,” I said as I kissed her passionately.

“Pay no attention to her; she just wants to chase clout to fit in with the popular crowd, nothing else.” “But that is clearly not happening," a voice said behind them as they turned to see who that was. “ I’m sorry for startling you. I’m Tia, Tia Williams," the pretty girl introduced. ~ ~ ~ “ You lost that right, Zac; the fact that I’ve been patient enough to listen to your crap doesn’t give you the effort to talk down on me,” Aly added, cutting him off. She had gone to the shop to grab some snacks for herself when she bumped into Zac.