Bloody Heart Sophie Lark Novels & Stories

It was the first time Rory had been slapped by anyone other than Linda, and she actually agreed with Linda's words. In her mind, Sophie did not know her place—shamelessly trying to steal Henry's affection even though she was not loved, just because she had Henry's blood. Sophie's death was just her comeuppance. As such, Rory did not expect Tina to hit her. She had no right to!

“...I need you to call me heartless some more.” And I’ve never seen someone look more confused. ~~~~~ —*THWACK*. I punched Sophie’s jaw with enough force to send her straight to the ground. Blood immediately beginning to ooze from her nose from the impact. “Please…,” she whimpered feebly, trying to crawl away.

' I spoke in my mind, trying to convey this message through our connection. I taste blood, but it's not fresh. It's sour and pasty, as though it had already dried. Achilles looks at me in surprise. He must be feeling the same way. Then I see two black tendrils coming out of Sophy's chest and heading towards me and Achilles. I keep my hand on Sophy's. I won't run away. “NO!” Khalid shouts, and I felt his hands pulling me back and away from her.

“The prophecy requires a blood sacrifice from both bloodlines.” He raised a glowing silver blade. I strained against my fading strength, trying to shield Sophie with my body while still knotted inside her. Her breathing was growing shallow against my neck. The mountain shook again, Cracks flew across the ceiling like spiderwebs as the ancient presence woke up. Seraphina screamed in triumph. “The Heart awakens! The vessel is ready!” Victor lunged with the blade aimed straight at Sophie’s unprotected back. I threw every last ounce of strength into one final shift, my black wolf bursting outwards with my knot still buried inside her, an impossible, painful merge of forms that made Sophie scream

I didn’t feel sick, I just didn't feel normal. Callie appears and she is the one covered in blood. “It’s done.” She mumbles as she walks straight back out of the kitchen. “What’s done?” Colt looks between me and Daphne. “Sophie is dead.” “You let Callie kill a human?” “The human needed to be put down.” “Why?” “Lilah, you didn’t hear her. Some of the disgusting things she was saying. She just wanted Grant’s money and car. She didn’t give a shit that he was dying.”

Her eyes were swirling orbs of silver, similar to Dmitri’s black eyes when Arkadi had control. “Shit,” I jumped off the sofa, drawing her attention to me, “back down Bo!” “He’s a coward,” she growled through clenched teeth. “He’s just concerned for his packs’ wellbeing the same as we are,” I stepped towards her, “I am asking, I’m telling you to back down, now!” Sophie’s body sagged slightly as her eyes returned to normal, “I’m so sorry.” She sucked in a breath and shook her head. She looked over to Dmitri, “does it always feel like someone sucked all the air out of you when she does that?”

I looked closely and in front of me was Lola, choking on her own blood as she held her neck. What?! I sat up at once, crawling to reach out to her but couldn't. Lola was crying, her eyes red as blood sputtered out of her mouth like a running tap. "Help me, Sophia. You- why aren't you helping me?" My heart felt heavy and my eyes welled up with tears but I couldn't move at all, not even a muscle and just like the wind.... everything faded away. TBC

The sound of it ripping echoes in the cell, wet and brutal. Gregor’s body spasms once and twice and then goes limp. His eyes roll back, and whatever life is left in him disappears. Sophia drops what’s left of his heart to the floor like it’s trash, like he’s trash. It’s over. The darkness in the room shifts. It’s subtle at first, like the air isn’t as heavy anymore, but I feel it leave her. Sophia stands there, her hands drenched in blood, her chest rising and falling like she’s catching her breath.

“Shouldn’t we be the ones blackmailing you with that information? Your reverse blackmail tactic is really something.” “Austin has a bad heart. You know that. If I stress him out, who knows what’ll happen? Heart problems can be serious.” Lucy kept her hand out and tapped her foot like a thug. When Sophie stepped forward, Lucy flinched and backed up a little. Sophie grabbed her by the back of the neck and yanked her forward. Judging from Lucy’s face, it hurt, but she dared not fight back. She just screamed and stumbled along as Sophie dragged her.

A dark, wet stain instantly blossomed on his white shirt. "Dante! Dante, look at me!" His face was pale as a sheet, but his eyes were still bright. "Are you… okay?" he managed to ask. "I'm fine, but you—God, there's so much blood!" Sophia just stood there, holding the bloody knife, a sick look of satisfaction on her face. "Now you know what it feels like to lose someone," she laughed. Dante's men rushed in and grabbed Sophia. She struggled, still screaming.