Ivan Sophie Lark Novels & Stories

A woman. Sophia

she explained patiently. As Lily reached for her phone, she couldn't help but notice that the most recent call had been placed to Greg's number. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she stared at the screen, momentarily at a loss for words. "You're Mr. Davis's daughter?" she asked. Sophie, seemingly unfazed by the revelation, folded her arms across her chest, striking a pose of defiant pride. "Took you long enough to figure it out," she declared, a hint of smug satisfaction in her voice. With that, she turned on her heel and strode away, leaving Lily alone with her thoughts.

What is the worst that could happen? Every cheerleader here seemed to radiate confidence laughter, chatter, tossing their hair without a care, bouncing on the balls of their feet. And then there was me, Sophie Hart, trying desperately not to betray the chaos of my life at home behind a carefully practiced smile. “Hey! You must be Sophie!” a cheerful voice called. I turned and saw a girl with braided pigtails and an oversized bow that probably had its own zip code. “I’m Lila. Don’t worry, we’re all super nice. You’re gonna love it here.”

The SoHo café smelled of buttery croissants and freshly brewed coffee, bustling with artists and writers Luna would sneer at as "common." Sophia sat in a corner booth, hidden by lush potted ferns, her grip tight on the briefcase locked beside her ankle. She’d swapped her power blazer for a soft, oversized cardigan, her hair loose and framing her face—carefully playing the part of a desperate wife, not the ruthless strategist she had become.

“They give everything ‘cause they’ve got nothing else, except maybe some terrible poetry with your name awkwardly rhymed in. Tell me, how does anyone rhyme Sophie with trophy” “Truly poetic genius,” I’d teased back, laughing along with her. Sophie was a straight-A student who could party harder than anyone I knew, and it fascinated me. She had this effortless confidence—boys flocked to her, and she reveled in their attention. Meanwhile, I stayed in the shadows, quietly watching her soak up the spotlight even though sometimes - I wished it was me. I wanted to stop being the friend in the background and grab the bull by the horns once in my life.

I advanced towards Tim to knock him off but Sophia stopped me. "Babe, he is just teasing. Knock it off, Tim." She state stated seriously. "So as I was saying I want all speculations and rumours about me to stop. I, Sophia Camille Vandermont Sinclair, is the Luna of Moon River Pack. I am the mate of Sebastian Alexander Carmichael." "Wow! I thought you'd never have the guts to admit it." Tim stated. "Shut up." I glared at Tim before capturing Sophia's lips. Everyone kept quiet. Then once we separated, the crowd started to yell and cheer for us. I can safely say that majority of the crowd was happy for the two of us. We ate a late dinner then headed back to our room.

Grayson POV Sophia was so mad. I could see she was trying her best to hold back. "Layla get Noah out of here now!" She said with finality. Layla grabbed the little boys hand and moved out of the kitchen. "Listen here bitch, I couldn't care less what you do with my supposed mates, but if you ever dare to talk or look at my brother like you just did , I'll hurt you so bad even your wolf won't know who you are!" Sophia said in a deadly voice. Sarah looked taken back. Most people would never dare to talk to her like this, a specially not a human. It made me proud to see my mate stand up for herself. 'No, she can't be your mate. Sarah will be Luna.' I tell myself and my wolf gives me a low growl.

When I raised my face, I found a super angry Livie, I shouldn’t have opened my mouth and said those things. “Mark, listen, I never...” I noticed that she was looking for the right words “I’d never tell anyone something so important and less to those conceited ones who think they are superior to the rest, everything has to be a mistake, so.…” I could see from Livie's face that she knew what the mistake had been “NOOOOO!” She screamed at the top of her lungs, "those bitches will see me on Monday! You’ll see! I'm going to kill them, I'll...”

Lars and Len were none the wiser about Tirana's interaction with Claros and they took their seats again, continuing their wait. By noon, two more Scions had come. Lars felt their presence when they entered the Lyme Belle and found theirs were more subdued than the others who had arrived. One was a girl in magenta blazer with airy aura that was similar, but substantially more defined than mundane people. The other was a tall young man with honey colored hair, calm as serene lake, and he was standing quite awkwardly with feet a bit too close together. "Hello, nice to meet you. I'm Sophia Nevrakis, from Castor - Pollux," the girl said.

Sophie’s lips were pulled into a tight lipped smile as she sat opposite Cassie who couldn’t help but blush shyly “Only someone important to me that you’d meet later” Cassie leaned in and Sophie cupped her face as she pulled her into a quick kiss Sophie attends black hills high school just like Harley, she isn’t exactly a popular or cool kid and neither was she the nerdy type either. She is more or less like the jock/sporty type since she’s on the girl’s track team and she is one of their best athletes