Sharp Objects Review

The night of her Luna Ceremony was supposed to crown Aria Vale’s destiny. Instead, it destroyed her. Betrayed, branded a human, and cast out by the pack that once worshipped her, she lost everything in a single strike of treachery. At Moonveil Academy, Aria sheds her name and becomes Arian Vale, a boy with sharp eyes and sharper secrets. But when the cold and untouchable heir, Lioran Veylar, feels the pull of the mate bond toward her, sparks ignite in the shadows. Wolves despise humans, rivals circle like predators, and even Lioran’s own twin plots betrayal. Yet the deadliest secret lies not in their bond but in her blood. an elegy born of fire and moonlight. A scarlet wolf destined to rise, and when betrayal strikes again, this time from the one closest to the throne, Aria must decide whether to keep running from the ruins of her past or strike back with a vengeance that could crown her queen... or destroy them all.

A forced marriage. A forbidden stepbrother. And a family powerful enough to destroy her. Aria Griffin Beaumont was born into the shadows of wealth; the used, betrayed, and discarded shadows. Now she’s back, married to Aston Beaumont, the cold billionaire husband who makes her blood boil…and burn. He’s dangerous, untouchable, and every bit the enemy she should hate. But then there’s Liam. Her golden stepbrother. Always charming, reckless, and off-limits. He wants her, he always has; and nothing makes him angrier than seeing her in another man’s ring. One thing’s for sure, he’ll stop at nothing to have his desires. Unfortunately, the biggest stone in his path happens to be Aston Beaumont himself, handsome, cold, untouchable, and maybe just a touch obsessed with his wife and her son. Two men. One her husband. One her forbidden sin. Both tangled in the secrets of a family that thrives on lies, betrayals, and power plays sharp enough to cut. Aria is determined to do more than survive their world of polished daggers and whispered threats, she’ll rise. With her fashion empire as her weapon and her wit as her shield, she’ll claw her way from pawn to queen. But the deeper she goes, the more the line blurs between love and obsession, loyalty and ruin, desire and destruction. And when the truth finally comes out, she’ll have to answer the question that has haunted her from the start: Is the real danger in her ruthless husband’s bed… or in the forbidden eyes of her stepbrother?

"Mine." I heard as I felt two sharp fangs biting my neck. I didn't know that at that moment, I was CLAIMED by the ALPHA of DARKNESS. --- They called me cursed. They bullied me. Spat on me. Blamed me for every misfortune. Until one night, they killed my family and threw me into the cave that reeked of death. I thought I was alone. I thought I would die in the dark. But something was already there—watching, waiting, hungry. When my blood spilled, he came out of the shadows. His fangs sank deep into my neck, and with a voice that made my soul tremble, he whispered one word. “Mine.” Years later, I tried to escape my past. But at the university, three Alphas appeared. And the King of Alphas—the untouchable Campus King—looked at me with the same hunger. Because he was the monster in the darkness. And I was never meant to be free.

I'd spent an entire year preparing for my son Tristan Pascall's spot at a top international school. By the final admissions review, I had every single document ready. All that was missing was the original copy of Richard Pascall and my marriage certificate. Once we handed that in, it would be official. But when we got to the admissions office, Richard turned on me, accusing me of arranging this without telling him. Before I could clap back, the admin frowned and said, "Ma'am, according to the system, Mr. Pascall's spouse isn't you." My whole body went cold. And then Iris Poole—who had been standing behind Richard this whole time—stepped up and slid her marriage certificate across the counter. The staff checked it, nodded, and said, "Mr. Pascall, Ms. Poole, your registration date is June, four years ago. Everything looks fine. You may proceed." June, four years ago. That was the exact month Richard held my hand in front of all our friends and family at our engagement party and promised I was his one true love. He had lied to me about that for the past seven years.