Sara Lance And Ava Sharpe Novels & Stories

And now, the people in her life were being fed a version of her that wasn’t even real. But she was real. She was Ava Sinclair. And someone was going to learn the hard way that she couldn’t be replaced. As they stepped out into the cold, Luca’s phone buzzed again. A video file. No sender. No trace. He tapped it. The screen showed Harper Lee. Sitting in the Sinclair Creative office. Alone. Confused. Then “Ava” walked in. The wrong Ava. Calm. Smiling. Voice perfect. “Harper,” she said sweetly. “I need your help.”

Daniel tried to follow, but she stopped him. “My name,” she started, “is Avana Le Granc Dubes, Queen, and Head of the Order of Shadows. I…” she faltered. Ava took a moment to compose her thoughts, staring into space. “I started the war between the shadows and the vampires and werewolves. It was on my orders that my people revolted. We wanted to have more power. Not over any of you. We wanted power over ourselves. Over everything you possessed that we could not have. We thought—I thought you cheated us out of things you all took for granted. You treated us like second-class citizens, like slaves, for your amusement. You scorned and treated like we were nothing,” she said bitterly.

she said curtly. Without another word, she plugged in a USB drive and copied the data from the file, her movements swift and deliberate. The doctor watched, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and curiosity, as Ava Richardson, a woman shrouded in mystery and power, gathered evidence and prepared to unleash her wrath. Ava's gaze locked onto the doctor, her eyes piercing and intense. She rested her hands on the arms of his chair, closing the gap between them, her face inches from his.

Dark Raven smiled and then secretly looked at Khrystyanna's direction. "Sophia, Santa, Anastasia, Louise, Venus and Zafrina… your presence lightens up my mood. I am grateful for your presence in my humble abode." He greeted the girls. But the girl's eyes are locked up with the cold-expression Khrystyanna who is standing beside Dark Raven. "This is the beloved wife of my second son, Damian. This is Lady Khrystyanna Solano." He introduced them with some winks to the girls while trying to lock Khrystyanna in his arms, but failed.

he shrieked. At first, I thought this was a joke. I know my brother and his tricks. This time, I won’t allow himto pull a stunt on me. “Is this some kind of joke?” “And does this look like I’m here to joke? Do I look like a clown to you?” Lance smashed his hand on one of the pillars not too far from us. “Ava is not dead.” He repeated. “If she was really dead, how come we cannot find her body?”

That was the point she moved from Tuscarawas to Losantiville. ### “Olivia, I think you’d spend years chopping that cabbage.” Ava took the chicken lap from a bowl and started rolling it in the bread crumbs. She tried to push back a strand of her hair that seemed to be disturbing her view, with the back of her palm. She had noticed that her friend, Olivia, who had visited wasn’t as bright as she used to be. She looked gloomy and trying to pretend all was well. “Oh, yeah? I’m chopping it after all.” Olivia blurted. Ava was taken aback. She stopped and looked at her. “I’m just not happy Ava.” Olivia dropped the knife.

The only person who seemed unaffected was the usually grumpy Beta, her husband, Lance. Vanessa spoke up, the sake getting the better of her tongue. “I just don’t see it,” she blurted out. “Laurie and Lance. He’s just so grumpy most of the time.” Aria giggled. “Vanessa! Speaking ill of the Beta! Tsk-tsk!” Even though Aria was joking, Vanessa still flushed. “I get it, though,” Aria continued through a forkful of fried rice. “I mean don’t get me wrong, Lance has always been hot…with that blond hair and those toffee eyes, yum!” Aria continued to eat through the remaining takeout boxes—apparently lycans could really put it away. “But the way they met, and what Lance did for her, there is always g

Abruptly, someone called Sanchi, so she excused herself from there. It was very awkward for Arnav and he couldn't find words to say. He left and started meeting guests. All the time, his eyes were fixed on Sharanya only. He couldn't resist his gaze from her. She was looking like a porcelain doll. Her cute smile makes him smiled. But he is the ASR, he couldn't resist his ego and arrogance. Danil came and found Sharanya sitting with Anna and Terence. He chuckled seeing her and straight went there. "Hello, Ms Sharma," He chirped and Sharanya's thought of convoy was broken by him.

I tried to explain to her, my voice breaking. "I heard that too" she conceded "I heard they had__" she faded off her face having a distant look "I don't want to recount such a gory story anyways" she waved her hand about. "They are very mean and wicked and they hate Lance," I told her mildly "They had revenge on their eyes and promised nothing but vengeance on him especially their leader, Zara" "That is why Lance doesn't want you out, he fears they might want to use you against him," She said to me.

Ava's POV I paced the room's length, my boots scraping the creaky floorboards, my thoughts chewing on Lucy's latest moves. "She'll deny it, no doubt," I said to Sarah, whirling to face her, her expression creased with anxiety. "Did Lucy and Zane have a fight while you were out?" Sarah's eyes went blank, shocked. "I have no idea, Ava. I think we all blacked out right after she..." Her words faded, like she was too scared to finish.