Sara Lance And Ava Sharpe Novels & Stories

“They’re smaller but control vital waterways. Their Alpha, Lucian, is a master strategist, and his Luna, Sarah, is an equally formidable diplomat. They’re cunning, and their influence stretches far beyond their numbers. Boris, the banished wolf who informed their Alpha about the army Austin is building.” Charlotte’s gaze sharpened at the mention of Sarah. Azraiel once mentioned the name to her. She knew of her reputation, a Luna who could read people like a book and manipulate situations to her advantage. The fact that it was a banished wolf from their pack that joined Richard’s army of supernaturals and decided to alert his Alpha even after being exiled from the pack just didn’t sit right w

I glared right back at the old hag until she decided to leave us alone and take her troubles elsewhere “Fine. This should never happen again, do I make myself clear?” “You'll get used to Melinda's unsavory character,” the third lady said to me as soon as we were alone, smiling. “I’m Lila by the way. What’s your name?” “Ava,” I answered. “and I bet if Melinda had known who I was, she would've been singing a different tune.” I saw the slight look of confusion on Lila’s face when she heard that statement. She even had to look at me from head to toe again.

"We're reclaiming a birthright. Miller, get the files on Lillian Vance. We’re going to show the world exactly what kind of man Daniel Vance is." Ava looked at the photo one last time, her eyes hardening into the same steel I saw in Nathaniel. "Ryan thinks he's marrying into power," she whispered. "He has no idea he's marrying into a graveyard."

And she would take one step closer to revenge before the night ended. Lucas Kane watched from the far end of the room. He remained hidden in plain sight, blending with the crowd, his dark eyes following her with precision. He did not interfere; he waited. Ava had made her move by approaching him earlier, but this was the critical moment. She would allow the wedding to proceed, let Mark taste his victory, feel the security of his conquest, and then—she would vanish like a shadow. And Lucas would be there to ensure she disappeared without leaving a trace.

She laughs softly and walks further into the room, her eyes meeting his as she walks towards the duo. Lance drags his eyes away from her legs and back to the television just as the business anchor smiles too brightly, switching her voice from the professional one that he ends at... “And that wraps up our financial report this morning. Now, moving into entertainment…” The screen transitions as he reaches for the remote to turn the television off. Mavis reaches the bottom step as well, her soft slippers slapping against the marble tiles. “And in what is quickly becoming the most talked-about story of the week, billionaire entrepreneur Lance Wesker’s mysterious past resurfaces—”

And tomorrow, they will finally see the cost of trying to steal it. Ava stood beside Liam, her heart pounding with anticipation and fear. The gravestones seemed to loom over them, casting long shadows in the morning light. Suddenly, a car pulled up, and Rachel stepped out, her hair pulled back tightly and her lips pale. Luciana emerged from another car, her eyes fixed on Ava and Liam with an unnerving intensity. And then, from behind the gravestones, Landon Crosse walked out, alive and smiling, his eyes glinting with a sinister light. The scene was set for a confrontation that would change everything.

Rolling my eyes, I glare at Luca and is about to elbow him for using the mindlink again when Evelyn suddenly steps towards us excitedly. “My, my, you know the hot orange racer that’s been giving our brothers a hard time? Care to introduce us to your friend?” she says while looking at Andrew curiously. “Oh, Of course!” I straighten and nod. “Andrew, this is Evelyn and Elsie Sharpe. They are the sisters of Rhett Sharpe,” I say, gesturing to the sisters and their brother who is looking at his opponent with a bored look. “And over here are Melanie, and Arthur Beckett. They’re also siblings.”

Leon::"Sorry for eavesdropping but Ava: have you heard your friend I am your prince charming so you better think before fighting with me.May be the prince will get upset." Ava::"No worries.....I know how to deal with the prince." Sara::"Hi I am Sara:." Leon::"Hi , I amLeon:." Sara::"The invader of my friends heart." Ava::"Typical Rach." Leon::"It's a pleasure to meet you." Sara::"The pleasure is all mine." Leon::"I have never met you but I have heard a lot about you." Sara::"With me Ava: always talks about you.How you have changed her life for good."

Opening it, I searched for an ID and found her driver’s license. *Knock knock.* I placed her bag on the side table and walked to the door. When I opened it, I saw Gabriel standing there, his expression serious. “What’s wrong?” he asked as I stepped aside to let him in. “Who is she, Enzo?” “Well, according to her driver’s license, her name is Ava Rossi,” I said, watching him sniff the air before his back stiffened. “She is a rogue.” “Yes,” I confirmed, feeling the weight of the situation settle heavily on my shoulders.

A reminder that not everyone was willing to accept the changes happening around Carver. With the workday finally at an end, Ava headed up to Carver's office, her mind still heavy with the weight of Lana's words. She knew that she and Carver were strong, that what they had was real and beautiful, but she couldn't shake the feeling that Lana's coldness was just the tip of the proverbial iceberg.