Ivan Sophie Lark Novels & Stories

She had curly brown hair pulled into a loose bun and soft brown eyes. “I’m Bree,” she said gently. “These two idiots are Josh and Eli.” “Hey,” the one driving protested. “We are not idiots. We are passionate creatives.” “Passionate pains,” the other added. I blinked… then laughed softly before I could stop myself. It felt strange almost—to laugh when Sophia was fighting for her life somewhere. But it slipped out anyway, and the tension in my chest eased just a little. “I’m Lily,” I said quietly. “We know,” Mira smiled. “You said it earlier. You just looked… scared.”

Lizzy leaned over and whispered sweetly, "My name's Lizzy. What's yours?" Sophie responded with an equally sweet smile, "I'm Sophie Ye. You can call me Sophie! If anyone ever bullies you here, tell me. I'll defend you!" Lizzy's eyes widened in shock, thinking, 'How could she hit other kids?' Reading Lizzy's thoughts, Sophie quickly added, "I only stand up to those who bully others. I don't go around hitting people without reason." Relieved, Lizzy exhaled. Then, rummaging through her backpack, she took out some candy and shared two pieces with Sophie. In return, Sophie, beaming with joy, reciprocated the gesture, giving Lizzy two candies from her own stash.

“Fuck off Farkas.” He wears a lazy smile and leans back into the couch. “Relax, Sophia is on board. Aren’t you babe?” “I sure am, enjoy.” She says and stands up, crossing the room and sitting down next to Lilly, diving into conversation. Farkas doesn’t waste a second, he opens up the link I shared with him before. He trails his fingers over my ragged mark and his hoarse voice flows through the link. “I think Sophia is starting to like you, the power and confidence you present to us now is.. quite a trigger.”

What could be so important? "Because this is a free country and I don't need to listen to you because I really don't have an interest in what you say about how I should dress!" Sophie has long wavy brown hair that compliments her seemingly black eyes. She also has a body that I could only dream of having. If you can’t tell by now Sophie and I are sharp opposites. She goes shopping every weekend and gets her nails done. Not to mention all of the guys that ask her out on a daily basis.

Lance suddenly said. Now that I think of it… “T-That’s you?!” I yelled so loud while pointing at her. I put my hand on my mouth when I realized that that they were all looking at me. “S-Sorry…” I mumbled. The woman suddenly shifted her attention to me. She looked at me from my head down to my feet before finally looking into my eyes. “Who are you?” “I…uh… I’m Sophie. Sophie Laurens.” She just raised an eyebrow at me then she looked at Vincent, ignoring my hand when I tried to reach out to her. “Won’t you even give me a hug? Didn’t you miss me?”

“And he wasn’t even that angry when he left. He must’ve gotten over it by now, right?” She studies her reflection once more, her confidence returning in waves as she takes in her radiant beauty. She’s heard it countless times: no man has ever been able to resist her charm. Alaric should be no different, no matter how much time has passed. The assistant hesitates before adding, “I heard Ivy plans to go after him when he gets back.” “Ivy, that slut?” Sophia lets out a melodic laugh, tossing her hair over one shoulder. “She’s not even that beautiful. What gives her the confidence to think she can compete with me?”

Humans and vampires get paired together for life, it can be a two vampire or two human pairings or it can be a mixed-race and mixed gender. Ohh where are my manners I didn't introduce myself my name is Sophia, I'm 15 and three quarters. My Bday is next month and I'm not excited in fact I'm not looking forward to it at all. I'm 5 feet tall and weigh around 90 pounds I'm a bit underweight, I got brown hair and brown eyes, I'm nothing special.

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.

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."

But then I, like everyone else, heard the high, piping child’s voice that was yelling at the top of its lungs, “NOT YOUR FUTURE WIFE! DON’T MARRY SYLVIA! SHE SHOULDN’T BE LUNA! DON’T MARRY–” Swift and ferocious as a lightning bolt, Sophia Nightwhisper darted into the crowd and up to the pillar that her young daughter had climbed to capture the attention of the entire pack. “Mikaela Sophia Nightwhisper! Of all the disrespectful – in the name of the Goddess, get down from there before you shame your family and your pack any further!”