Laura Sharp Novels & Stories

They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.

Shawn stated, adding, "Uncle, I'm sure you haven't met Laura Philips, the woman whose magic Jason believes is powerful enough to save him." Laura got angry at his words, and she wondered if he was drunk of something—maybe not on wine but definitely on something. Luke and Terry North looked at Lauara, and she could see the reservation on their faces. "Good day, sirs; it's nice to meet you. I'm Laura Philips," Laura introduced herself. Even though Shawn had started it in a condiscending way, she still thought it was only right to do so. "We will all be waiting to see what you say, and not just us, but the whole country as well," Luke said before they turned and went towards the elevator with S

I shoved Alpha Nick out the door and slammed it shut. The moment it closed, I caught a glimpse of his face—dark as thunder. As if I had just betrayed him or something. After kicking him out, I pulled a small laptop from my suitcase and opened an encrypted file. It was the new design I’d created—a moonstone evening gown. One of my hidden identities: Laura, the world’s most renowned fashion designer. Who was Laura? Two years ago, Laura burst onto the international stage by designing the wedding gown for the princess of Country Spain.

, Luther asked. Oh shit I didn't tell Luther, and Laura asked me not to talk. "She just told me to be careful, I think it was the whole Owen that got to her". "That's odd", Luther said. "Exactly! look I know we don't agree on things, but c'mon man, are you that blind enough not to see that Laura is behind all of this? she has motive man, more than enough motive. She killed Jenifer because she was jealous and obsessed with you, she killed Tasha because she was carrying your child. And she couldn't hurt Ivy because she was with you but the very moment she realized that she was out she immediately struck, open your fucken eyes man, your enemy is right under your nose".

Laura's hands were flailing around, looking for something she could hit into the head of the bastard, who was about to rape her. Suddenly, Laura's right hand touched an object: a pair of scissors. Unfortunately, it was only a small scissors. But Laura didn't care; she had to fight back. Without hesitation, Laura quickly stabbed the tip of the scissors. The stab hit Benny's nape. Although it wasn't deep, it was enough to startle him. And blood poured from his scruff.

Her eyes couldn’t settle on one thing. “Holy moly. We just drove past Rihanna’s mansion.” She said dreamily. I glanced at Lorenzo and he shrugged his shoulder before stepping further into the room. I know she was Leigh-Ari’s best friend, but there was no way this chatterbox was going to make it through that barrier. “Laura Montez Petrou.” Vernero barked causing Laura to tear out of the seat abruptly, and she poised herself so bad you could have thought she was talking with Queen Elizabeth herself.

"Mrs. Sharp and Mr. No Head are very much in love." "Ah, I like that... It's nice to be in love." She shakes her head and frowns. "But Mr. No head is jealous of Mrs. Sharp!" "Oh, why?" "Bah, because she has a head!" "So what does he do?" She smiles mischievously. "He slits her throat!" "Laura, I think your characters could imagine something other than killing each other." "If that's the way it is." I watch her getting caught up in her twisted story. Once her doll is "dead" she throws mine off the bed.

she said "Cut that crap, yes you warned me but you also gave me the evidence against him, if you didnt want me to began this, you wouldn't have given me that evidence, you need to admit to yourself that you too want Mr Montero destroyed, we both want the same thing but the only difference is that am not afraid to do what I want, am not scared of Mr Montero, if this was meant to be my death then so be it but I know I will try my best before he kills me" Laura let out a sign looking pissed off

Clarissa was trying to recall that memory. “Amparo. You looked like Amparo Muñoz, a Spanish Miss Universe,” Laura replied. “You really look like her, Clarissa. Both of you are so beautiful.” While reminiscing that memory, Laura felt a slight pinch in her heart. She also recalled her memories of Spain, her time in Madrid, and the greatest love of her life – Pablo Gonzales.

Laura completed with a weak smile on her face as her eyes slowly drifted shut again. “No no no no no…” Kiara continued tapping at Laura's face. “Do something! Don't just sit there!” She barked at the old man but he did nothing but give her a sad sympathetic smile. “I'm so sorry Kiara. You came in too late. Her organs have already been damaged,”the shaman replied. Kiara looked down at her friend as realization hit her. Laura was gone. She felt a flush of emotions full her body as the energy in her palms began to build up and as streams of tears coursed down her cheeks.