Grimstone Sophie Lark Novels & Stories

Lia replies, “Imagine having so much money you can afford to waste plants.” Even Elara laughs politely, and for a moment I can pretend we’re just girls. Then the wind shifts. My wolf’s head snaps up inside me so hard I nearly stumble. The scent hits the back of my throat, sour, unwashed, metallic with old blood. Rogue. Lia’s posture changes instantly, subtle, but I feel it: the way her body becomes ready. I stop walking. “Lia.” “I smell it,” she says, low. Tessa blinks. “Smell what?”

And the lullaby—her mother’s lullaby—on her lips, barely audible over the storm. Sophie ran her fingers over the grooves. “Maybe… he’ll remember.” She spent three days sneaking out, trading what remained of her dowry—rings, silks—for restoration work at a hidden craftsman’s hut. “He’ll know it wasn’t her,” she whispered, watching the repaired vinyl spin slowly under firelight. “He has to.” --- At the same time, Dylan strolled through the open-air market with Fiona on his arm. “This one?” he asked, holding up a moonstone pendant.

"Sophia, I'll take back everything that belongs to me." In the days that followed, Daniel made countless efforts, both openly and in secret. All of them failed. The two companies had fully merged. After wasting two years, all he had left were a few shares that paid dividends, but other than that, he had no leverage. Each rejection he faced chipped away at his spirit. Eventually, he became the kind of man he had once despised—a rich, aimless heir who was good for nothing except spending money. For my twenty-fifth birthday, Lauren and Chloe organized a wild party, inviting all the second-generation elites in our circle.

"You bastard! You have to screw with me even after I killed you! Well, since you won't leave me in peace, I won't return the favor! "Your bitch of a mom went the extra mile to get you such a nice grave, huh? So that you can reincarnate to a better life?! Let's see how you're going to reincarnate now!" Linda laughed darkly as she arched her back and picked up the large bottle she brought, waving it at Sophie as she gloated, "Do you know what this is? It took me a lot of effort to get this dog's blood, and I've soaked a stack of special talismans in there.

I didn't like what happened to Gigi when she drank whatever potion they were selling her. A few bites into my sandwich—I saw it. A chipmunk was sprinting across the back lawn. And before I could even consider what I was doing, my wolf took over, turning completely savage, forcing me to shift. With a bloodthirst I'd never felt before, I leaped onto the chipmunk, tearing it into shreds. Holy shit!

"Excuse me?" The two werewolves, both young, perfectly styled, with their designer handbags dangling from their freshly painted fingers shook in synchronized shock. One of them, a redhead with high cheekbones, narrowed her eyes. "Can we help you?" "You think spreading lies makes you relevant?" Sophie snapped, stepping forward. Her entire posture shifted, tension coiling in her limbs like a spring pulled too tight. "You don’t know a damn thing about Lana." The other Omega, blonde, scoffed. "Everyone's talking about it. It’s not a secret anymore."

Then again, I grabber her hand and stopped her from doing so. She violently grabbed her hand from me and took a step forward. Her eyes were filled with rage already. This little bitch has the thinnest patience and can never take sarcasm. She always wants fights, always needs to get everything she wants. A spoiled, nasty, little half-devil and half-vampire. "Are we fighting over this unidentified girl, Niklaus?" she shouted as if testing me. I crossed my arms over my chest and kissed her cheek. "I and Ambrosio did, Nat. Stop it and I am sorry for pissing you off," I consoled the brat.

It suddenly dawned on me that the thing that was hitting me, was a Rogue and they were just doing Alpha Knox’s dirty work. “Where is she?” I growl into the darkness. “Phin is busy, someone else is bringing you a present.” “Her name isn’t Phin. It’s Sophie with a capital Bitch in front of it.” “You know nothing.” “I know that she is a false witch. Someone who wants to be better, but she was never given the true gift.” His laugh echoes and I hear the creak of a door, followed by Linc’s scent. “Smell him half-breed?”

Outright physical confrontation with another Alpha's daughter would create political complications I didn't need right now, not with the Davidson situation still requiring delicate handling. Sophia swept into the living room like she owned it, her predatory gaze immediately focusing on Lily. My mate had risen from the couch, the book forgotten in her hands, her posture unconsciously defensive. "And you must be Mickey's... human," Sophia said, the slight pause making it clear she considered the word an insult. "How charming. I'm Sophia Blackstone." Lily's knuckles were white where she gripped the book, but her voice was steady when she replied. "Lily."

Though the Grimwald family found a lot of creatures, such as mermaids, vampires, Nagas, and many more, they never stop searching for new creatures. "How do you know if the new student is a boy or a girl?" I ask Sophia. Sophia threw herself onto her back, not thinking about it. "Well, let us find out tomorrow." "If he's a boy and he’s not cute, I won't date him," I joke. Deep down I didn't mean what I said. I don't ever think I could stop loving Brette. My wolf didn't want me to stop.