Amma Sharp Objects Novels & Stories

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.

He walked out of the building entered into his car and rode away. SARAH'S ROOM Sarah drew out a briefcase from under her bed. She opened it and in it was two knives, two Beretta 45', a silencer and bullets. She drew out another of which contained arrows and a bow. She squat beside it and took the Beretta 45' pistol. "You finally answered my question Aiden Robert." She said. Sharon was riding on the highway with full speed regardless of the traffic . She made a sharp bent down Devina's house and the phone of Tara who was on the bike too rang.

The room erupted—furniture scraping, a lamp toppling, the neighbor’s kettle away with a clatter. The scuffle was messy, the kind that left bruises and dirty hands. Barry’s fingers tightened around my phone like a vice. Jonah’s grip caught his wrist. Barry swung an elbow that missed and caught the bookcase; dark cedar splintered. My heart drummed a savage rhythm. I didn’t have the luxury of being pretty about this. “Stop!” I screamed, more raw than I’d ever let myself be. The sound scratched the ceiling. They froze. For a breath, the room hung poised over an abyss.

He shook his head, shifting his gaze back to the empty road. “You'll find out soon,” was his vague response. Half an hour later, we pulled up to a warehouse. Rusty and dilapidated from being abandoned. Marco reached into the backseat and tossed a black hoodie onto my lap—the one he wore earlier. I stared blankly at it from beneath my long lashes. “Wear it,” he said then I heard the click of a gun. “Am I the one you're planning to kill? Did you bring me out here to finish me off?” My gaze was on the gun, watching every tilt like my life was actually in danger.

Heath POV I am in the shower with Tonya when my work phone starts going off. “I need to get that; they never call me at night unless it is important,” I say to her. I kiss her forehead and step out of the shower. I grab one of her big towels and wrap up in it. I go into the bedroom to get my phone. There is a security alert for the hotel. I go to my email and open up the security alert. The email heading reads resort employee arrested for rape at local apartment complex. I skim over the email. There is a picture attached to the email. I open it. It is the punk ass that was trying to get in here earlier.

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

Narrowly escaping and bumping into another vehicle, Brook swirled the car, almost running into a mother with a baby carrier at the zebra crossing. Emily screaming, afraid that they might have killed a mother and her baby. Peeking through one eyes and seeing that they had narrowly avoided running the woman over, She sighed in relief. "How long till we get to the penthouse?" Emily asked Lauren. "We're almost the- oh fuck!" Lauren left her statement uncompleted, noticing that one of the black sedans was now at par with them. "Brook, watch out!!" Lauren screamed, when she saw that the window on the passenger side of the sedan had been wound down with a man thoroughly covered in mask, pointing a

It was the single driving force that turned restraint into violence. He checked the gun at his side. Loaded. A knife strapped beneath his jacket. Backup tucked in the lining of his shoe. Every movement methodical, practiced, calm—because that was what Adrian needed. A man who didn’t flinch. A man who didn’t doubt. By the time Evan slid into his car, the storm had already set in behind his eyes. --- Adrian came back to himself slowly, in fragments. At first, there was the damp chill of the air. The faint, metallic tang in his mouth. His wrists burned when he tried to move, leather biting into skin, something tight and unyielding holding him in place.

LUCAS POV * * * "Camilla! No!!" I shouted anxiously as I ran over to her, she was losing it again and then it all happened in a blink of the eye, she stabbed herself. I froze in my spot with wide eyes, shock and freight engulfed me as I stared at the blood that started oozing out of her stomach. How did things happen so quickly? My head snapped when I realized she was falling and I sped to her and caught her in my arms.