Theo Sharpe Bridgerton Novels & Stories

"The completing of the mating with Scarlett didn't go quite as planned, it was on the blood moon. We apologized and made up for what we did the next evening, but I still feel guilty about it and Soren feels even worse. Now Sharon is the vampire I was seeing for release on the night of the blood moon. I stopped once Dom found Sera, then once Sera had Scarlett and Soren told me she was our mate, I never went back to her. What have you been told about? What is going on at the moment?" "Nothing, Theo just called Noah and said I was needed here to look at something for you." "Well, someone... We are thinking it is Sharon... She has kidnapped Scarlett. Theo has more details, but it looks like she

He laughed “Don’t tell me your mind is still dirty, I thought Aiden was the only player, but dem, you are worst than he is” “Whatever…” “I only have one girl in mind….i can’t stop loving her” Theo stated sadly “Brittany?” I asked. He nodded “Fine…let’s keep hoping she comes back…and erm…I hope she isn’t taken too” I muttered, as he frown. I was tempted to laugh, though I shouldn’t have, but his expression wasn’t something to hold in

'Guys, I think she's Y/N' 'Bestie must've saved a country in her past life' 'Oh to be held and looked at by Theodore like that' 'Brb gonna to cry in the corner now' 'Wait I think I've seen her before' 'She's @brixllxx. She's a famous YouTuber' 'Homegirl is gorgeous! I saw her i***a and she's literally Theo's type' 'Not to mention that she's definitely Theodore' s type. Remember that one interview of Bullet when Theodore answered what his ideal type was? It's literally her. She's his type' 'She's not just pretty. She's also famous, talented and kind. So I've heard'

The temptation thrown by him from across the phone made my passion rise to the surface, and I chose to disconnect the phone. Shit! Tonight, Theo looks even more charming, hot, and exciting. With a sharp look as if he wanted to pounce on me, and his lips looked tempting, holding back his savage growl. His jaws hardened, his hair was neatly styled upwards, and he revealed his perfect forehead. His massive body was wrapped in a black shirt that hugged his muscles. His legs were wrapped in black pants, and a thick coat hung on his back. Theo, my Alpha, is such a perfect sculpture, and I'm lucky to be his mate.

That was when she almost bumped into someone coming toward her "Pardon," a deep voice said. Sophia looked up and found herself inches from Theo Sinclair. Up close, he was even more handsome. Taller than she'd thought—at least six-two—with a presence that seemed to fill the space around him. His tuxedo was impeccable, his appearance perfect, but it was his eyes that caught her. Dark. Assessing. Completely devoid of warmth. "Sorry," Sophia managed, stepping back. "I wasn't watching where I was going."

"I think that's fair, my lord." "All right, Kyan. I agree." He says after what seems like years of staring at me with a deadpan expression. I bow to both of them and start leaving the room, I don't want them to see the tears that have began to pool. Mother sits at the table next to the Duchess of Bynin, a willowy woman. Her daughter, my bride-to-be is very short, shorter than Isla, shorter than Lyza, she has short hair and small beady eyes and a large smile etched into her face.

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.

Jamie's brow twitched sharply, and in a harsh, cutting tone, he interrupted, "You don't look like your mother… you're ugly." Theo froze. He had always been complimented for being cute and handsome—no one had ever called him ugly. Perhaps because he had seen Jamie before, Theo wasn't afraid. He simply stared at him in confusion. "Mister, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly so fierce?" Sharon looked at Theo. "Theo, you know him?" Theo nodded. "He's the doctor from the hospital…" Before he could finish, Jamie suddenly stood. Sharon's heart jumped—she thought he was going to harm Theo. She instinctively shielded Theo behind her.

The Billionaire Cheated Bride (Broken series book 2) by Diana Wolfe Elizabeth T. Sharma, a bastard of the rich and famous but bankrupt Carrington family was left with no other option but to marry one of the most wealthiest bachelor in America to save her late mother's foundation. She would never in a millions years imagine that her so called enemy turn fiancé would be a gorgeous mix blood with chiselled Greek feature and dimples to die for. Too bad his personality sucks.