Anne Sophie Novels & Stories

“Is it like a journal or something?” “It’s a journal. And it goes way back.” Sophie wrote. “In this one, my aunt is eighteen, and I think Veronica is twenty-two.” “Veronica? Like your mother?” Rhys gasped. “She’s in there too? Sophie. How long have you had this?”

After all, what we don't know, can't hurt us. Now more about me, I am a Witch through my bloodline. I am a descendant of Elizabeth Howe, who was hanged as a Witch on the 19th of July 1692 during the Salem Witch Trials. The sad part about it is she was a Witch, but a White Witch who just wanted to live happily raising her six children.

The dark creature's voice will be eerie and scratchy. Almost everyone around him froze where they stood, but a few of them were still moving in confusion. "Hello Assorthan," Thea said flanked by Max on one side and Amber on the other. Assorthan was stunned by looking at Theodora and Maximilian in his palace again. He soon recovered from his shock and grinned at her. "Came to see me Theodora?" he taunted looking at the different way she is dressed. A pair of black jeans and a black shirt. Not all look like the Theodora he know.

“Hey, there’s this chick who was watching you perform.” “What is your name?” Catherine asked anxiously. “Brittany,” the girl confidently answered. Anita looked at her daughter with her eyebrows nearly reaching her hairline. From here, Catherine knew that Anita liked her vibe already, but for some reasons, Catherine wants to stop her mother from thinking this way. The final audition is the day after that, anyway. There’s plenty more waiting to be discovered. Including her ballerina.

The second girl too removed her cover-ups and gave me a polite smile, "You must be Chloe. I am an-" "Anne! She is Anne!" Noah jumped in. Huh? Why did he do that? "Annabell!" Sophia suddenly exclaimed from her position. "Sophia, no!" I chided her, "bad manners!" "Annabell!" Sophia continued, ignoring me, "she is a human, not a doll!" Annabell, or Anne or whoever she was looked at Sophia in shock, "I am Annabeth actually, but, okay..." So, why did Noah lie? And, why was this all so confusing?

Meeting Serena Lancaster had been her primary objective today—though she'd never imagined finding her looking exactly like. Sophie quickly removed her designer sunglasses and stepped forward with practiced charm. "Mrs. Lancaster! What a delightful surprise," she extended her hand. "I'm Sophie Anderson from ARt Design. I'm sure you've heard of me?" Her eyes scanned Serena's face intently. Could this really be just an incredible lookalike? The resemblance was beyond uncanny—it was identical. Serena hesitated momentarily before taking Sophie's hand, her expression betraying slight uncertainty. "Mrs. Anderson, of course. Your reputation precedes you."

I mockingly narrowed my eyes. "Noooo." They both giggled. "Good." I swooped them both up in my arms before standing up. My legs protested as I stood. Both of their arms wrapped around my neck slightly chocking me but I didn't complain. Sophie and Charlotte were the cutest little girls. Sophie was the oldest at 4, and with her blue eyes and blonde hair she was definitely going to be a little heartbreaker when she grew up. No one was quite sure how she got blonde hair considering Lucas was a brunet and Annie a red head.

Isabella answered truthfully. "I'm not familiar with Northbay at all, and I don't have any friends there. I have no one to accompany me wherever I want to go. When your injury is healed, can you take me around?" After saying this, Sophie blinked her beautiful phoenix eyes, making it impossible to refuse her request. "No problem," Isabella nodded, then said, "Seraphina--" "Sister-in-law, you can call me Sophie from now on. Actually, everyone at home likes to call me Sophie, my Celestian name is Sophie Ashton."

Kat says directly to Ana. "Na day of she dey (She gave her self a day off), " Sophia jokes, making Kat chuckle. Within the three girl's Ana was the eldest, but you wouldn't be able to tell, because of her tiny stature, she looked nineteen, but in the real sense, she was twenty-one, while Kat and Sophia were both twenty. The three of them paid the rent, although they had few persons who came to squat with them. "I'm just broke." Ana hisses. "That stupid girl I dey take hold body don fuck up," Ana says.

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."