Amma Sharp Objects Novels & Stories

I didn’t live here. I had Valor. My life was back in the city, a life I had worked so hard to build. But for the first time in years, I felt something stir inside me. It was a spark I had not felt in so long that I had almost forgotten what it was like. Excitement. I pulled out my phone and opened the flashlight app, shining it into the darker corners. There was so much to do. So much cleaning, repairing. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t hear the footsteps until they were right outside.

Olivia uttered, sounding as calm as possible. “It’s—” Dakota spotted something behind the blonde as she quickly grabbed her arm and moved her to the side and shot with her gun at a certain direction while ducking. “No time right now. Later.” Olivia crouched on the corner and placed her hand over her mouth to prevent herself from screaming as she watched the gang boss fight the men that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Their guns had silencers on so they were basically the only ones who knew what was currently going on in that hallway. The blonde felt like she was dreaming as she looked at every lifeless body that dropped to the floor. She shut her eyes tightly when one of the dead men happe

Sarah said without looking at him: "From the day I have started living here, I did not go anywhere . I want to go to see my Ammi " Arham sighed and said: "See, I have to go for some important work. Get out and don't waste my time ".Sarah did not budge, so finally, he accelerates the car and starts driving. He is driving the car when suddenly his car stopped. He looks at her and said: "I am going to see what happened to the car, but you did not come out of the car . This area is not safe ".She imitates him, he ignores her and gets out of the car. He is looking at the flat tire when someone hits him on the head. Sarah get shocked seeing this, she immediately lowers her head so, the person can'

She waited for the perfect moment, the moment when Maverick would become completely careless under the haze of lust. When Maverick started pressing her down against the mattress, preparing to drag her deeper into his control, Amora moved like lightning. Her right hand reached behind her back and pulled out the silver dagger in one swift motion. Die! She swung the dagger straight toward Maverick’s exposed abdomen. But the mafia boss’s reflexes were far faster than she had expected. Before the blade could even tear through his shirt, Maverick’s strong hand caught Amora’s wrist in a brutal grip so tight that she cried out in pain. The dagger slipped from her hand and landed on the sheets with a

"You shot my brother. And you threatened my woman." The lead enforcer didn't hesitate. "Target recognized. Deploy the dampeners!" The two lead assassins stepped forward, pulling the triggers on their heavy harpoon rifles. With a metallic *twang*, two heavy titanium spikes trailed by thick, glowing silver cables shot through the air, aimed directly at Rhys's chest. These weren't standard projectiles; they were high-frequency disruption harpoons designed to pierce an Alpha’s skin and dump a massive electrical current directly into their nervous system, forcing their wolf into instant, paralyzed submission.

The sharp, polished blade caught the dim flashlight beam, glinting dangerously in the shadows. Before I could even scream or pull my hand away, she brought the weapon crashing down with a brutal, heavy force. The razor-sharp steel sliced cleanly through the center of my palm, driving deep into the soft flesh and pinning my hand flat against the ancient wood of the table like she was driving a nail into a wooden board.

So far away that the man was out of sight. Jason's gray eyes stared at the woman still lying on the bed. It's been a month since the shooting took place. Everything has changed. Everything has returned to its original place. However, there was one person who had not changed at all. The woman who is still sleeping on the bed with many life aids in her body.

She wouldn't be doing this if she weren't desperate. 'She hasn't slept well, but what about me?' I thought. That night, after a round of schmoozing, I was walking past the karaoke bar's back alley when I saw a bunch of lowlifes cornering Sarah against a wall. They were hurling abuse and trying to rip her clothes off. I could not just watch. I stepped in and took those goons down. Sarah was a wreck, her eyes wide with fear and shock. That scene haunted my dreams for days, leaving me feeling choked up inside.

“No matter what kind of person she is, she’s the woman I like. Even if she has a motive for getting closer to me or only wants my money, I’m willing to let her have it. “ I'm sure she doesn't need a sister who would snatch her fiancé and badmouth her to her man.” How dare you badmouth her in my presence?" "You know what you've been doing behind the scenes in the entertainment industry. Watch what you say about Lucia next time." If you don't, then don't blame me for being merciless. " After that, he rolled up the car window and asked the chauffeur to drive away. Soon, the car disappeared after turning into a tree-lined corner. Renata stood at the same spot, dumbly. Her face was pale, and she