Theo Sharpe Bridgerton Novels & Stories

Stripped of his usual windbreaker, his creamy white shirt clung perfectly to a strong build. Radiating a cool, effortless elegance. For a moment, she forgot to breathe. Need help? His low voice cut through her daze, steady and unbothered. Like he hadn't just surprised her completely. Bianca stared absentmindedly at Theo. Unable to look away. This man was flawless. From his perfectly tailored clothes to his striking features, he could have easily stepped out of a high-end fashion poster. Theo caught her gaze, but instead of the usual disdain he felt toward such stares, he found himself unbothered. More than that.

One had a small scar above her lip, another kept twisting her fingers while the third avoided eye contact completely. “Mirabelle,” Theo said, his deep baritone calm and smooth as he gestured to the chair beside him. “Sit,” he said, but I remained standing, my arms stayed crossed over my chest. “I thought I was your maid, not your dinner date,” I said smirking. “Or did the rules change again while you were ignoring me for three days?” His expression did not shift, but the staff exchanged quick glances as the girl with the scar bit her lip.

"No matter what I say about her, she's still my mom. That'll never change. But you…" He glared at Matty with all the cruelty a child could muster. "You'll always be a bastard with no mommy." "Theo." "Enough!" Two voices rang out at once—Carter's and Sharon's. They both instinctively turned toward each other, eyes meeting for just a second before looking away, each expression cold and unreadable. Carter's gaze was icy, sharp as glass. "Where are your manners?" Theo was the future heir of the Biggs family. Carter had always held him to a strict standard.

A soft, melodic chuckle sounded from behind me, a familiar voice, one I’d longed to hear, yet feared just as deeply. Loved and missed for so long and now she was back. “You’re doing beautifully, Giovanni,” she purred softly, her voice like a siren’s song, hypnotic and terrifying all at once. “All of them are paying the price that they deserve.” Theon’s eyes widened in shock, mouth opening as if to speak, but no words came.

But to her surprise, Theo just gave a cold, mocking laugh, his eyes full of scorn. Staring at the photo on his phone, he gritted his teeth and muttered, "Of course, there'll be a wedding. But the bride herself is gonna be there." Sharon's heart dropped. She didn't understand what he meant. Theo brushed past her and ran downstairs. Sharon quickly followed. She thought he had finally lost his mind until she heard him calling his assistant, asking for a ticket to Yandere. He said he was going to find Joanna. Panic hit her hard. She ran in front of him and cried, "What are you doing? Joanna is dead! You're scaring me…"

Ashton asked as he looked at Theo. “Yes alpha, she is!” By now Theo wanted to hurry home and check which month of the year it was. Has his alpha been possessed by something? He has never seen him with such a gentle expression. Theo could not be blamed because he did not grow up with Ashton thus he did not have much understanding of him. He had been spotted by Ashton when he was training the recruits. His fighting prowess and his ability to stand the harshness of time made Ashton appoint him as his beta.

She mumbled under her breath. "Overwhelmed with the crowd?" A male voice responded to her. Startled, she almost stumbled to the ground. "Oh sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I'm Theodore Wilson. You can call me Theo." He smiled and then extended his hand. She stared at him for a while and blushed instantly, "Wow you look like a model." She blurted out. He laughs. Her whole face turned red in shame, "Latton Ripley." She mumbled, then held his hand, but she didn't let go.

When she saw Zayn’s arrival, she immediately said apologetically, “Zayn, I heard from Aino that she insisted on fixing you up with Madam Sharpe. Isn’t that just nonsense? Don’t take it to heart.” “There’s no need to be courteous with me and tell me that!”

Nathan POV Harper and Theo strutted into our private room like they’d just stepped off the stage of some private debauchery. Theo had that wild glint back in his eyes, the kind that screamed he’d finally stopped pretending to be civilized. Whatever had happened between them on the ride over had dragged him straight back into the madness. And judging by the lazy smirk tugging at Harper’s lips, she’d enjoyed every second of it.

“Lottie... You look... You are simply beautiful and stunning. I’m lucky the Moon Goddess chose you as my mate.” Livie came to me and whispered in a very low and soft voice only for my ear, “The Alpha Prince is sooo handsome. And he’s generous whether in spelling you with money or praising you. He’s definitely better than Hayden. He is a perfect match for you.” I blushed again and took a glance at Theo. Today he wore a tailor-made black suit that hugged his tall body perfectly, showing off his long and slender legs, paired with a white shirt underneath with a few buttons undone, giving me a glimpse of his sexy collar bones and fair chest.