Sharp Objects Mga Nobela at Kwento

As the upcoming tour approached, the dance troupe suddenly revoked my position as the lead dancer. Anxious to get an explanation in person, I lost my footing due to my distracted state and tumbled down the stairs. While enduring the sharp pain and preparing to call for emergency services, a notification popped up on my phone screen: “Redwood Dance Troupe: Welcome our new lead dancer, Averil Wells, and our generous sponsor, Julian Ford." The accompanying photo featured two smiling faces—my husband of seven years, whom I had secretly married, and his pampered mistress. Julian had his arm wrapped around Averil's waist as he placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. Meanwhile, Averil clung to Julian's neck, her face radiating shyness and delight.

I was reborn. Right back to the day I adopted Peter. The wind cut sharp, baby cries slicing through the cold. That's when it hit me—this was the day Stuart Pete, my oh-so-loving husband, dumped his illegitimate child right in my path after work. He knew me too well. The second I picked the kid up, he'd spin it into an adoption, making the boy ours. Last time, I fell for it. This time? I walked away without a second thought. Later, I heard the kid got pneumonia from being left out in the freezing cold—fever so bad, it wrecked him for life. I laughed until my stomach hurt. What I didn't see coming? Peter was reborn too—about to experience the life he was meant to have.

At one in the morning, the general manager posted the project assignments in the group chat and tagged everyone. I reviewed my responsibilities carefully, going through each detail to make sure I understood exactly what was expected of me. When I was done, I typed a simple "OK" and hit send. Two seconds later, my phone rang. It was him. As soon as I answered, his voice came through, icy and sharp, filled with unmistakable disgust. "Eric, I'm very disappointed in you. I must have been blind to trust you with anything important." My mind went completely blank. "What… what do you mean?" I asked, the words slipping out before I could stop them. What he said next was something I never could have imagined.

I’m Connor Macleod—captain of the college hockey team, campus golden boy, the guy who never has to try too hard. After the whole scandal freshman year—when a drunken video outing me went viral and everyone suddenly knew the captain of the hockey team was gay—I expected to lose everything. But the opposite happened. My teammates had my back. The campus didn’t care. If anything, people accepted me more than I ever expected. So yeah, being openly gay was never the problem. Catching feelings? That’s the part I’ve always avoided. And Maxime Tremblay?He was supposed to be the same as every other guy. A one night stand Except one night turned into weeks. And somewhere between his sharp tongue, his stupidly cute beanies, and the way he looks at me like he actually sees me and I forgot the rules. He thought we were becoming something real. And I let him believe it… right up until the night I proved him wrong in the worst possible way. The problem is, for years I thought I wanted someone else. Tyson Bennett—the guy I chased, the one I was sure would finally make me feel something real. The guy who was supposed to end my endless string of hookups. But when I finally got him?It didn’t feel right. Now Maxime hates me. He won’t look at me. Won’t talk to me. Won’t give me the time of day. And for the first time in my life… I actually care. Because I don’t want Tyson anymore. I don’t want another meaningless night. I want the guy with the beanies, the sharp mouth, and the heart I shattered. And this time? I’m going to fight like hell to win him back.

Iris Rossi, a 23-year-old sharp young attorney, has been building a reputation for dismantling the criminal networks of New York’s elite. She sees the Moretti family as her ultimate takedown. Dante Moretti, newly in charge of his late father’s empire, needs to appear legitimate, to secure his position against rivals and federal investigators. After a major courtroom win against one of Dante’s shell companies, Iris is confronted by Dante himself. Instead of threatening her life, he offers her a deal: marry him for one year and secure his public image, or watch her family’s hidden crimes surface, destroying her career and reputation. She discovers evidence that her late father laundered money for the Mafia, and Dante is holding it over her.

Whenever I was on a video call with my online boyfriend, I carefully angled the camera, terrified he might see my shabby rental. One day, the ‘curtain’ behind him slipped, revealing an original Picasso. I said, “Nice edit. It looks like the real thing.” He angled the camera and showed my doodle next to the Picasso. “Yeah, my dad said that this one’s worth the most.” When the day came for us to finally meet in real life, I lugged two sacks of potatoes, ready to help him out. The butler, dressed in a sharp suit, opened the door. “Ma’am, Mr. Rigsby has been waiting for you to pick out an engagement ring.” My knees gave out. “Um… Are these potatoes enough to make a pot of stew?”

I was jolted awake by the rumbling of an earthquake. I was alone in the house. I felt an inexplicable pain coursing through my body. Yet the panic and the sharp cramps caused by the baby's movements left me no time to dwell on it. Suddenly, Boweike burst through the door, scooped me into his arms, and raced down the stairs. But in that fleeting moment, my eyes caught the faint mark on his neck—a lover's kiss. And just like that, I understood where all my anguish had been coming from. The man who once cherished me like a treasure had betrayed me during my pregnancy. As I watched his figure disappear into the distance, I dialed my mother's number. "Mom, I want to sever the mate bond with Boweike."

Aysel Saat, a struggling webtoonist gets kidnapped by a powerful man on her date with her newly found crush. One mysterious name which could shake up the whole Europe _ Triple E boss. The man was unknown but the intimate touch between her thighs felt familiar. "W- what do you want from me?" She quivered while questioning him. "My dear, you have committed a big mistake by depicting me as an incompetent man, who couldn't even satisfy his woman." He trailed thumb on his lips as something evil flickered in his sharp silver orbs. "I want you to experience the truth, to write it accurately." Ekai stepped forward towards the wrist tied woman. (Completed) - Check out, Alpha's Wrong Mate Mark

He’s the dracula that is determined to be the next Alpha. And he just rejected Angel as his mate. Angel want to hate his guts for ghosting her … but she can practically hear his wolf calling to hers.If determination had a name, this black wolf would be it. Tall, broad and muscular, he’s been training his whole life to take over as the new pack leader. With his sharp gray eyes and thick black hair, he looks every bit the part and his delicious scent makes it impossible for Angel to stay mad at him … or resist him.Angel pretends to hate him and never want him again yet not even proud Alphas or rejected mates can escape fate…How much longer can you resist the delicious pull?

Adrian Hale, the alpha's son, has spent his entire life preparing to take over his pack, and he was ready to lead with strength, honor, and discipline, but everything changes on his 18th birthday when he scents his fated mate. Its Lucas Rayne, the cocky heir of a rival pack and a man he has hated for years. Lucas isn’t excited about it either. Known for his reckless charm and sharp tongue, he has no interest in being tied to his sworn enemy. But no matter how hard they try, neither of them can fight the bond pulling them together. As tensions between their packs grow and danger stirs on campus, Adrian and Lucas must choose. Will they reject the bond and keep their packs safe or risk everything for a love that could unite or destroy them both?