Sharp Objects Novels & Stories

I'm undressed and bound to a testing table when my family comes to pick me up. A thick, sharp needle pierces into my neck. A drug is administered into my blood, and the pain almost makes me lose consciousness. Behind me, I can feel a man's cold hands stroking my skin amorously. Before me, several people are staring at me. They point at me and treat me like an educational instrument. I tremble in fear and curl up on the testing table in pain. Three years ago, my brother sent me to Mykorra's war zone to stand up for Yvette Sanders. Those were the three most insulting and torturous years of my life. They burned away my hope for kinship but not my desire for survival. As the hands roam lower on my body, I bite my lip so hard that I almost draw blood. As the hands start to go overboard, someone knocks on the door. "Wendy Sanders, your brother is here for you."

Celine Laurent never wanted  just the disposable daughter in a family built on fake  blood ties  and lies. Betrayed and publicly humiliated by her fiancé, she’s sold off in a forced marriage to Lucien Thornhart, the man society calls unstable, broken, and childlike. To the world, he’s a fragile heir who needs a nanny. To Celine, he’s a lethal enigma with ice-gray eyes that strip her bare… and a presence that makes her body burn with forbidden heat. Their marriage starts in icy silence and raw distrust. But every sharp glance, every accidental touch, every midnight encounter threatens to shatter the mask he wears so perfectly. Because the woman Lucien planned to use and destroy refuses to break. And the man she was forced to marry is far more dangerous  and far more tempting  than anyone knows. In a world drowning in blood-soaked secrets and ruthless revenge, their explosive union becomes the ultimate risk… Falling desperately in love with the one person who was never meant to be hers.

Sarah Jones, a simple-living architect with a sharp mind, is thrust into a complex situation when her mischievous identical twin needs her help once again. This time, her sister's reckless actions have jeopardized a wedding, and Sarah must take on a false identity as the woman Christopher Banks, a renowned playboy, encountered recently. What starts as a seemingly straightforward task soon spirals into a treacherous game of seduction. As Sarah immerses herself in this deceptive charade, she becomes entangled with Christopher, a man who lives by his own rules. Boundaries blur, and Sarah finds herself torn between her true self and the persona she has adopted. In a world where passion and deception collide, she must navigate the thin line between her principles and overwhelming temptation. In this captivating tale of mistaken identities and forbidden desires, Sarah's courage and inner strength are tested like never before. Will she emerge unscathed from the dangerous game of seduction, or will the charade consume her, forever reshaping her perception of love and the limits of her heart?

She was the perfect mafia wife until her husband demanded an open marriage like it was another business deal. He expected her to break Instead, she reached for revenge by committing the ultimate sin in their world, she chooses her own desire. One night. One call boy. One sin she thought she could bury. But the man she paid wasn’t a call boy at all he was Cassian Moretti, the most dangerous Mafia Don in the city… and her husband’s worst enemy. Their night together should’ve ruined her Instead, it awakened something feral. Weeks later, a missed cycle exposes the truth and Cassian finds her again, cornering her with a smile sharp enough to cut wind. “A call boy, huh? Sweetheart… you bought the wrong man.” Now she’s trapped between a husband who wants control and a ruthless Don who wants obsession. Forbidden. Explosive. Unhinged. Some affairs start wars. This one may end a marriage… and ignite a bloodline.

She lost her memory. He lost his chance. Now she's his greatest regret—and someone else’s everything. Naomi Swift gave Kael Rhodes everything—her love, her loyalty, even her name. He gave her cold stares, divorce papers… and walked away. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. After a car crash, Naomi forgets the betrayal—and the face she sees, Atlas Knox, her childhood crush, feels like home. Atlas plays along. This time, he won’t let her slip away. As Naomi rebuilds her life with Atlas, Kael watches the woman he discarded rise higher than ever—stronger, freer, and completely out of his reach. But secrets have sharp edges. And when the truth begins to surface, Naomi must choose between the love she thinks is real… and the one that truly is. A love once lost. A heart reborn. A revenge served beautifully cold.

In the glittering skyline of New York City, four women, all brilliant in finance, dominate the boardrooms by day—but their personal lives are a battlefield. Each is navigating heartbreak, failed relationships, and the challenge of maintaining their faith in a city that never sleeps and rarely forgives. Main Characters: Amara Bennett – The fearless hedge fund manager whose sharp mind earns billions for investors but whose heart has been closed off since a devastating betrayal. She’s fiercely loyal to her friends but struggles to trust God with her life and love. Lila Torres – A venture capitalist with a magnetic personality. She’s a hopeless romantic, constantly falling for the wrong men, yet she’s the glue that keeps the friend group together. Sienna Clarke – An investment banker who hides vulnerability behind power suits and deadlines. She’s questioning her purpose beyond money, wealth, and societal approval. Talia Reese – A fintech entrepreneur known for her cutting-edge ideas. Spirituality is a quiet whisper in her life; she struggles to balance ambition with inner peace.

Amara was raised to be a perfect bride, a perfect Luna for a man she's never met, until her fiance's enemy steals her from her convoy's wreckage. Their Alpha is intoxicating—all sharp edges and burning eyes that see straight through her every facade. When the mate bond ignites between them, it sets fire to everything she was taught to be. His touch is electric, addictive, making her crave things no proper lady should want. With eyes that promise damnation and hands that deliver salvation, every brush of his fingers rewrites Amara's understanding of desire and corrupts her 'pure' upbringing. But her sinfully attractive mate harbors deadly secrets—ones that could destroy everything, including her. As she falls deeper into her captor's intoxicating darkness, Amara must choose: the safe life she was promised, or the dangerous man whose touch might mean her end. Still, not everything is as it seems. Not when the Bloodmoon is upon them.

Captured by the Black Forest pack guards, I was about to be torn to shreds. In a desperate bid for survival, I reached out through the mind-link to my mate, Killian, Alpha of the Moon Crescent pack. The link was blocked. Refusing to give up, I called his phone. He hung up without hesitation. It wasn't until my fourth attempt that the call finally went through. "Are you ever going to stop annoying me?!" "Killian... save me. The Black Forest pack—" "What kind of trick are you pulling this time? Just to make you feel better, Elena left the pack all by herself! If anything happens to her, I will personally kill you!" His venomous words cut through the line. He sounded like he was talking to a sworn enemy, not his Luna. As sharp fangs tore into my flesh, my hand went limp, and my eyes slowly closed. You won't have to lift a finger, Killian. Just as you wished, I am already dead.

It honestly feels like I've been transported back to the Middle Ages. For the benefit of my pack, I just swore an oath to a man I've never met. The pack where I'm supposed to be the leader. The pack I'm not sure how to lead. I should learn fast, though. Because here he is, out of the blue, almost catching me by surprise. His green eyes, which shine like polished emeralds, make me stop in my tracks. His sharp jaw and short beard give him a dangerous look. His words of superiority, which were as smooth as velvet, hurt me deeply. So, this is my very hot husband who doesn't care about anything. I'm not even close to ready for this marriage. But he just walks into my space, all lean muscle and stalking grace. I have to use everything I have to get myself and the situation under control. What the heck did I sign up for?

My mother was the best portrait artist in the police station. She had a strong sense of justice and brooked no evil. However, all I got was a sharp retort when I called her to save me. "You know it's your sister's coming-of-age celebration today, and you're cursing her? Kidnapped, are you? Fine, the kidnappers can kill you for all I care." She assumed it was a prank call. So, she refused to go to the police station and do her job. I wasn't saved in time and was tortured to death. When the DNA report came out, she came to the scene all wobbly. She drew a portrait of me with my bones as reference, her hand trembling all the way. "Jessica? It can't be her. This is a mistake!" She tried again and again. Yet, it didn't matter how many times she redid it as the portrait showed my face. My mother, who had hated me my whole life, teared up.