Amma Sharp Objects Novels & Stories

Amy killed Irena so fast that when she blinked her eyes, the bald woman was dead, lying at her feet. It felt strange for Amy to execute a woman who looked like her. But Amy moved beyond feeling strange, and she felt an adrenaline rush after killing the crime boss. Even though it took a second to kill Irena, Amy still had work to do. She quickly reached for the pistol strapped to her hip, aiming it at Irena’s bodyguard and shooting him before he could charge at her. The Orexacon fell hard on his back like a wrestler that got body slammed.

When I’m done, I come out from behind the tree and make my way over to them. I idly wonder what would’ve happened between them or what more they would’ve said, had I snapped that twig just a few moments later, while trailing behind them as they start in the direction of our campsite. Neither says a word the whole way there. As we get closer, the sweet, sticky, metallic scent of liquid copper fills my nose. The smell getting stronger and more potent the closer we get to the site. Bo is the first to greet us when we get back. “Are the pups alright?” Gray asks him, as we all take in the wreckage that was our camp.

And their teeth were as sharp as hers - they left huge gashes in her haunches and her sides with every attack. They snapped and tore at her bit by bit. But even then, they couldn't manage to outright kill her. “You gods-damned useless slagheads!” the Director continued screaming. “I always end up doing everything myself!” He drew a handcannon from his clothes and pointed it straight at Amarok. He gripped it with both hands, steadied his aim, then fired a single shot aimed straight at her eye. But at that exact moment, Amarok shifted her body. However, she didn’t turn into crystal or bone or stone like the others. Instead, her entire body shifted to a metallic state - a dull titanium gray to

Past.. “Amber…” Liam gasped, catching her collapsing body in his arms. His fingers brushed against something wet on her back—blood. “Shit…” he cursed, rolling them both toward the wall. The gunshot echoed in his mind. Someone had fired at them, and Amber was hit. “Ahhh…” Amber's cry pierced through the chaos, her agony raw and unfiltered. “Don't close your eyes,” Liam urged, his voice trembling with desperation. He helped her to sit on the floor, his eyes darting to the open window, knowing another shot could come at any moment. He needed his phone and laptop to call Nick, to get them to the hospital.

Some lines should never be crossed no matter what. Amber did entertain and enjoy thoughts of breaking Courtney’s face. It gave her great joy and pleasure. There was no way he could have gotten enjoyment out of fucking that cold, fake cunt. But it would be a while before Amber let him back in her glorious, warm pussy, that was for damn sure. Grayson would be having blue balls for a while and if he stuck his cock back into that frigid bitch ever again, Amber would castrate him with one of those swords in his room. She stabbed another pickle into the peanut butter and bit it off savagely. Leo entered the bedroom then. The smile on his face wavering a bit at the sight. Or perhaps it was her red

"This is all your fault!" A shrill voice shattered the peace of my studio. Delia stormed in like a madwoman, a gleaming silver dagger in her hand. "You ruined everything!" Her eyes were wild with hatred. "I'm going to kill you!" The silver dagger flew straight for my heart. Before I could react, a figure moved in front of me. A strangled cry tore from Damon’s throat. The dagger was buried deep in his arm. Black blood gushed out.

With a flick of her wrist, five slender silver needles accurately pierced the throats of the five mafia members, delivering instant death. Camellia was known as a sharpshooter. Armed, she was terrifying. Unarmed, she was even more so. Her movements were so swift that even Saxon couldn't keep up. Before he knew it, all five of his men were dead. Camellia spread her fingers, smiled enchantingly, and aimed for his head. Suddenly, a burst of energy intervened from the side, blocking her attack... The atmosphere in the room instantly became eerie. It was an extremely handsome man, with unbelievably perfect features sculpted like Venus, coldly pursed lips, and a pair of purple eyes, concealing all

The grass by the roadside rustled, and several rogues who had been lurking for a while burst out of the bushes. "Sabrina, watch out!" The rogues lunged at us viciously, and Matteo shielded Sabrina behind him, kicking one rogue away. Another rogue immediately switched targets, thrusting a silver dagger toward me. Trapped in the circle, I could not dodge in time, and the blade plunged deep into my shoulder. The wounded area burned like flames. As blood kept pouring out, my strength gave way, and I fell to the ground. The rescue team arrived quickly, and the rogues fled in panic.

she said. She leaned in and continued, “Out of all the Cooper extended brothers, the man I fear the most is Damian. He’s ruthless and dangerous…he’s practically the king of shady dirty money.” “What do I do now?” I asked. “Janelle, as much as I hate to say this…you have no choice. Accept it.” She said and I was shocked. Even brave Ashley suggested I accept a death contract? The couple interrupted us. “Good morning ladies,” the man said, and we greeted with a lowered bow.

Sharon dropped on her knees and pulled out the bullet from her stomach. Devina who was had managed to get their with the aid of a tree fell to the ground beside Maggie. "I was hit by a silver bullet." She said. Tears were formed in Sharon's eyes as she saw Maggie and Devina writhing in pain. Maggie was stabbed with a dagger dipped into Mistletoe and that was weakening her cells. Devina was hit partially with a silver bullets which kills supernatural creatures. Was she going to stay And watch them die. She was also weak herself been hit by a bullet though an ordinary one.