Poppy Sophia Ridley Novels & Stories

“I know you look at me worse than a prostitute. Go on, shove that to my freaking face, Clyve, because you are so damn self-righteous that you never made mistakes. But I can’t turn back the time. One thing you should know is I never regretted every damn time I did what I did. That’s what made me who I am today. That’s why I am still here standing despite what happened in my past life. I will do it in a heartbeat for the sake of someone I care about. I never felt ashamed of being a Sindy Kate in case you haven’t noticed.” Maybe there was a grain of regret and trust left in him because he suddenly dropped his gaze. “Let me guess, you never experienced in a situation without a damn choice, have

club. “I’m not a fucking doll!” Poppy snatched up the bag of her clothes, seething at the disregard for her things, “I may not be a rich, spoiled heiress who gets the best of the best. I worked hard for what I had and I doubt very much that if you were on your own at 17 you could have done better while paying for college and working for a thieving bitch. So fuck off. No one asked me what I liked, what colors or styles I preferred. No one bothered to see if I liked frilly dresses or pants. No. You all just decided that I was some mindless, brainless toy to play dress up with. I’m a fucking human being. With fucking opinions. And I absolutely hate the color pink. Seriously, I’m a red head. Do

the woman said. “The Smith and Kelly family seniors died, but they left everything to their granddaughter, Sophia O’Shea,” I replied. “No, I refuse to have anything to do with those families- Wait, O’Shea?” the woman asked. “Yes, their granddaughter changed her name after she was emancipated, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she has pictures of what she wants done in the white disaster.” I replied, “Shayla believes Sophia might be slightly OCD, but she wants to see you before she leaves for college at the end of this week. She has some people who know her well in the town if you can’t contact her, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she wanted to replace the red brick steps with a screened-in wrap-

Why would the Moon Goddess pair me with a rogue? Aiden spoke up, “Poppy, you were a pup when you came here. You accepted Thalia and me as your leaders. You are no longer a rogue. You also are not responsible for the crimes of other rogues,” then he turned to Enzo, “and you Enzo…what on Goddess’s green earth makes you think that your children cannot have mates like Aric? He is a good man, and need I remind you, Sinclair’s brother.” Aiden is right. She is not the person who killed Iris. She was a pup and would never have been involved. I turned to her, “I don’t care if you were a rogue, Poppy. The Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes.”

I miss you Mom. Lilly’s POV: Sophia Carter, an 18 year old British model like girl with blonde hair and exquisite features and body, incredibly social and friendly in nature comes into my life stealing my crush, my first love away from me. I loathe her. She makes me self-conscious and I hate it. I am tall and beautiful but there is a softer touch to her than me. I feel rough and belligerent and like a boy compared to her. “I should just go and tell him how I feel about him”

the prof said Sophia went in front and started introducing herself "Hello! I'm Sophia Sandoval. 15 years old. I'm also a wizard." The men's eyes instantly became a heart shape when Sophia smiled. Our new friend is really a goddess. She sit down next to Clyde. Then our prof started discussing. Later on, the bell rang. It means it’s already break time. Soon we were out everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at us and bowed. "All of you are royalties, right?" Sophia suddenly asked "Yes." alexa said

flyers, and the perpetual scent of industrial coffee. "Lily! You’re actually here!" Sophia, Lily’s closest confidante in the professional world, hurried over. Sophia was a whirlwind of energy, her curls bouncing as she gestured wildly with a tablet. "I thought you were taking the day. I was literally about to call you." "I decided I'd rather be productive than pathetic," Lily said, her voice sounding thin even to her own ears. She moved toward her desk, dropping her bag with a thud. "What’s the crisis of the hour?"

Perfect for this. She’d chosen the location carefully. Neutral and untraceable. Far from the gleaming towers where Damon and Eve played happy family with their precious Lily. The thought of that baby... their baby... still made her blood boil. Lily should have been hers. The life, the penthouse, the man... all of it stolen by that pathetic nobody Eve. Her phone buzzed. A single text from the burner number. Unknown: Here. Sophia’s lips curved into a cold smile. She watched as Alex Rivera entered, scanning the room once before spotting her. He moved with that polished confidence that made her want to laugh, billionaire consultant playing savior. How cute.

I couldn't shake the feeling of maybe seeing Riley at the apartment so of course I blurted it out, in my true Sophia fashion. “So, I think I just saw Riley when I got back to the building. I got the sudden urge to pee so I jogged the last few blocks and I swear when I was opening the door I saw her across the street. But When i looked back she wasn't there. It was so weird. I could be going crazy, I mean it's a possibility, but I am not crazy.” I laugh and turn and look at him, and he looks like he saw a ghost.

The message reads: ╒═══════════:۩:═════:۩:══════:۩:═══════════╕ ░░▓░░░░▓░░░ F I R S T M I S S I O N ░░░░░▓░░░▓░░ Find your teammates - or die trying. Greetings from the dark, Student No. 13 - Ruby Fridays The first mission requires you to reach into your inner darkness. While others think this is just a game, you know the truth — Olympia's Cup is far more sinister.