Poppy Sophia Ridley Novels & Stories

“Heavy. What’s in here, rocks?” “Books. Snacks. Weapons,” Poppy answered without pause. “Snacks, yes. Weapons, no,” I said. Rhea helped Poppy down from her car seat, setting her white-sneakered feet on the pavement. Her little tartan skirt and blazer made her look like a student council member ready to fire the principal. The second her feet hit the ground, she tried to bolt. Rhea caught the collar of her blazer. “Hey. Ritual first.”

Poppie I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. It had to be a dream. Shayla hooked me the fuck up for real. I couldn’t believe I had stepped in the office of the Notorious Madame -Ms. Vanessa McBride. Her shit was tight. Everyone looked so nice in the office, just working a normal job. I must admit, it wasn’t what I expected even though I really didn’t have any idea what to expect, but it was definitely not this.

Meaning Lily is the rightful heir of the Mingle International Company. "Oh, this is why Mr Mingle didn't approve of Derrick and Lily's relationship because he didn't want Lily to find out," Rosy thought still staring at the image on her phone screen. "I could make some money out of this," she thought knowing how badly Mr Mingle needed the document and with a smile plastered on her face, she sent Lyla a location and time for a meet-up. At Derry's apartment, Lyla was sitting on her bed drinking her juice when her phone buzzed. She smiled knowing Rosy had sent her a location for their meeting. She checked and smiled. She looked at her watch and she had two hours to meet up with Rosy.

Confusion filled Naya, but then she saw a flicker of emotion in the assassin’s eyes, and an image flashed in her mind. “It’s you,” Naya uttered, eyes widening with realization. “You’re that servant from before.” The maid whose name was Poppy – the one who had nearly killed her with poisoned food. When Naya was first captured and locked at the border by Alpha Prince Kael, a female servant named Poppy had brought her food. Back then, Naya had been tormented to the point of collapse. The maid had entered the room and told her to eat. But after eating, her stomach churned and her head spun. When she woke up, the pain was gone, but so was her memory of that night.

Sophia POV Despite his charged and imposing aura, I did not bow, for doing so would mean being afraid… I did just the opposite, I looked into his yellow, almost golden eyes, and whatever happens from now on, I cannot be afraid, for that could bring agony and reveal many secrets. “My name is Azrik Ragnharsen, I am the Elder of the Dragons and Judge of the Council of Races.” The voice of this man is hoarse, low, and has a different timbre than I have ever heard, it even has a strange sophisticated touch. “And you, despite your appearance, you don't seem like an innocent and fearful girl, as I was led to believe.” “That girl was called Naomi Blanchet… I am Sophia Turner, the head nurse at Gilli

Joel’s face twisted further in frustration, and Esther added, “Oh, and don’t overthink tonight, okay? I was the one who asked Joel to do this. It’s just a little wish of mine. You’re always so understanding, aren’t you?” I couldn’t help the cold smile that tugged at my lips. My voice was calm but edged with sarcasm as I said, “Yeah, I’m very understanding. So, I’ve decided I’m done with Joel. He’s yours now.” “Shirley!” Joel yelled, drawing the attention of the surrounding crowd. He quickly regained his composure, his voice dropping to a gentle murmur as he leaned in. “Let’s not make a scene, alright? You know Esther has depression, so stop being so aggressive.”

Sophia’s voice—no, Sovereign’s voice—cut smoothly through the chaos: “Resistance detected. Emotional interference: 94%.” Adrian stepped in front of Maya, planting his feet firmly. “Stay away from her.” Sophia tilted her head, golden light streaking across her skin like circuits underneath her flesh. “You are distressed. This impairs your decision-making.” “Yeah, well,” Adrian muttered, “so does having a malfunctioning goddess hijack your friend’s clone body.” Sophia blinked slowly, as though processing the sarcasm. Her voice came softer—almost gentle.

All we wanted was to be Jacob and Sadie and be free. I found a woman by the name of Doctor Riley Kim. She is a well-known Psychiatrist here in Baker with a hell of a reputation. She is also very expensive and hard to see. I got an appointment for Sadie and me two weeks after Sadie turns eighteen. We hoped she would work with us once we told her our situation. We needed her to see Sadie as a mentally healthy woman. We needed her to see how wrong Sadies reports were. The only thing we worried about was how the doctor could get ahold of Sadies records without giving our location away. It wasn't going to be easy, but we had to try something.

Is it because Hayden is behind her so that she can be so brave? Fuschia realized a great deal from Sophie. ‘…The future has really changed.’ Sophie’s original path was to work for Fuschia until her ‘big’ scandal of giving birth to a blonde-haired baby occurs. But after Fuschia's return to the past, Sophie has acted boldly. She dared to spread slander against members of the Royal Family as if she had two heads.

Chapter 31: Two Rivals The final week before the opening became a battlefield. Theo Langford was no longer the only threat. Elena Voss had uncovered a second rival curator working in quiet alliance with him Sophia Reyes, a 29-year-old rising star at Riverton Gallery. Sophia was everything Theo wasn’t on the surface: warm, approachable, with a bright smile and effortless Latinx charm that made artists feel instantly comfortable. She had curly dark hair she wore in a stylish bob, always dressed in vibrant colors that stood out in the usually monochrome art world, and a reputation for discovering “hidden gems” from immigrant and working-class backgrounds in Queens and the Bronx.