Novelas de Angel Sharon

The Man They Didn’t Warn Her AboutIsla POVI couldn’t sleep after hearing that name. Cassian. It kept circling in my head like a warning I couldn’t ignore. I lay in the silk sheets staring at the ceiling, replaying Elias closing his door and the way Vivienne’s voice had sharpened.Nobody had mentioned him in any file or briefing. That alone told me he mattered.Morning came too early. I went straight to Elias’s room and knocked softly before stepping inside. He was already awake, sitting up with a book in his lap that he clearly wasn’t reading.“You came early,” he said. His voice sounded distant.“Couldn’t sleep.” I sat on the edge of the bed and searched his face. “What happened last night? You seemed upset.”He shook his head. “Nothing you need to worry about.”“Elias, talk to me.” I reached for his hand. “You shut me out. If something’s wrong, I want to help.”He pulled his hand back gently and stood, moving to the window. “I just need to be alone today. It’s not you. I promise.”

Living Her LieIsla POVI stepped into Elias’s room the next morning carrying the fresh yellow roses he had sent with a handwritten note. He was already sitting up, looking stronger than yesterday, though the tiredness still showed around his eyes.“You didn’t have to bring them back,” he said with a small smile as I set the vase down. “I sent them for you.”“I know.” I sat on the edge of the bed and took his hand. “But I wanted to see your face when I thanked you. The note was sweet. You remembered the yellow ones.”His fingers tightened around mine. “Wanted to surprise you. How are you holding up with all this? I know I’m not exactly easy company right now.”“You’re doing better every day,” I told him. “The doctors are impressed.” He chuckled softly. “Getting better in a hospital bed isn’t exactly an achievement.” His smile faded slightly. “But yeah, I hate these gaps. The missing pieces. It feels like I’m reaching for something that keeps slipping away.”“It will come back,” I sai

The First LieIsla POVMy heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat as I followed Lila down the long hallway. The gold bracelet on my wrist felt like it weighed ten pounds with every step.“Remember,” Lila whispered, glancing back at me. “He’s been asking for you every single day since he woke up. When you walk through that door you are the only thing keeping him together. Don’t give him a reason to doubt that.”“I know,” I muttered. “I’ve got it.”Lila stopped outside a heavy wooden door and gave me one last nod before stepping back. “Good luck.”I wiped my sweaty palms on the soft cream dress, took a slow breath, and pushed the door open.Elias Hargrove sat propped up in the hospital-style bed, morning light falling across his face. He looked pale and tired, with messy dark blond hair and warm blue eyes that lit up the second they landed on me. Monitors beeped softly beside him. A breakfast tray sat untouched on his lap.“Celeste?” His voice came out rough, like he hadn’t u

Becoming CelesteIsla POVThe black SUV door shut with a heavy thud the moment I slid into the back seat. I didn’t look back at the hospital. How could I? Naomi was still in there fighting and I had just walked away with a stranger.“You really think this is going to work?” I asked, my voice rough from screaming earlier.Vivienne didn’t even glance up from her phone. “It will work because you will make it work.”The driver pulled away smoothly. City lights blurred past the tinted windows as I pressed my bandaged shoulder against the cool leather.“That’s it? I just leave her there?” “Her care has already been arranged,” Vivienne answered, still typing. “Private room. Best specialists. She will be moved within the hour.”“I want to see her. Just once before I disappear.”“No.” Her tone was sharp and final. “Isla Virelli died tonight. Celeste Voss does not visit patients in public hospitals.”I turned back to the window. “You’re asking me to abandon her.”“I’m giving you the only way t

The Night I said YesIsla POV I stepped out of that elevator like I owned the building, shoulders back, chin up. Tonight I was Lauren Cassidy. The black cocktail dress clung to my body. The fake diamond pendant rested cool against my collarbone. Five minutes. That was all I had before security rotated and this whole job went to hell.“Naomi, you still with me?” I whispered, fingers brushing the earpiece hidden behind my hair. “I’m here,” she answered, voice tight. “Mark’s on the fourteenth floor. We have only five minutes.” “Excuse me.” A security officer called.I turned and faced him. He studied my name tag and identity card for a moment then looked up. “Sorry Miss Lauren. We have been expecting you.”I gave a brief nod and kept walking .“Isla.” Naomi’s voice came back through the earpiece, restless now. “It feels too easy.” “Relax. It’s your mind playing tricks.” I turned the corner without breaking stride, heels clicking sharp against the marble. “I’m almost there.”Suite