Ryan And Sophie Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Trent and Sophie. Sophie is in sunglasses, the wind breaking through her hair as she walks in a pair of grey sweatpants. Trent's gaze is fixed on me, a smirk on his face. Maybe Russia was not a good idea after all... ^^^^

The beach was beautiful and I wanted to soak in as much of this air as I could. Just as I reached the lobby I found Elliot. He was talking to some woman. She is beautiful. She is taller than me, with long Blonde hair. She is wearing a light blue babydoll dress with slip on white sneakers. And she is very close to him. Who is she and why is she touching him like that? Is that Riley? She goes in and kisses him on the cheek. He pushes her away, and I start walking closer. Why is she here, and why is Elliot talking to her. “Get off of me, why are you even still here? I told you to leave!” He turns to walk away and sees me. She sees me, and she is laughing. I am in complete disbelie

"Yeah, isn't it for finding dates?" She laughed. "Sophie, you are so naive. The Fantasy app connects people who want different kinds of sexual experiences. The word 'date' is just a cover, it's not about romance, it's about finding a partner for the night. So I matched with someone, went to their hotel suite, and walked into the wrong room. The rest is history." Her cheeks were red all over again, like the memory had come back to her all at once. "I never imagined you'd lose your virginity like that," I said.

Saya's eyes were wild with confusion and despair, and her face streaked with tears. "You need to atone now." Ryan's voice was devoid of emotion. He raised the silver fang dagger and drove it into Saya's chest—just as he had done to me in the past.

They had been friends since kindergarten and the main reason behind their unbreakable bonding was that ego had no place between them. They weren't afraid to apologize if they fuck up and they won't even hesitate to beat each other's ass if they step out of line. "You should think before talking nonsense, Lucas." Aidan scowled. "I met her today." Raphael muttered glaring at his whiskey. "Met whom?" Lucas inquired while taking a sip of his drink. "Jes. . ." Her name left from Raphael's lips in a whisper. Lucas spat his drink out at Raphael's expensive suit, his eyes widened at Raphael's words but Aidan still didn't believe Raphael's words.

I reply. I was still trying to process what Kyllyan told me. I am not mad that she is pregnant, but I am pissed that the fucker ran off. Kyllyan might be older than me by a year, but I have always acted like she is a little sister to me. I want to find this bastard and rip him apart. I sit there seething until I feel soft hands run my shoulders. I relax when one of the hands slips into my hair and scratches my scalp. Damn, that feels fucking great. I let out a groan when I hear someone snickering. I am sitting on the couch, which we did get deep cleaned after Sapphire’s little revelation. We are waiting for Riley to finish getting ready and heading to my parent's house. Riley will g

Sophie heard almost the same roar for Charlie that they did for Casper and she realized that must be another football player. "Now, the special entry we've been waiting for. Miss Sophie Ortiz, daughter of Ariel Ortiz formally known for years as Ariel Winters. Escorted by her boyfriend Mason Brady." Sophie felt the knot in her stomach intensify as she makes her way to the staircase walking down slowly, her heart halts and she feels like panicking as she realizes the worst thing ever. Mason's not here; He promised he'd escort her and he's nowhere to be found. She felt like she was gonna faint from her anxiety spiking up, she was let down once again by the man she so desperately wanted to try t

"If I'd listened to Vincent and gone with him to study in Valleria, I wouldn't be living like this! I regret ever being with you, Lucas. I really do." After that, she stopped playing the guitar. Her dream died with it. And because of what she'd said, that she regretted ever being with me, I often found myself crying quietly in the middle of the night. Still, I made one last attempt to hold on. I pulled her close and whispered, "Sophie, let's have a baby, okay?" She shoved me away so hard I nearly stumbled, her eyes filled with disgust. "With our finances? You think now is the time to have a kid? And I've told you before that I hate children! I don't want to have a baby with you!"

"I’ve heard Tyler mention you once or twice... or a thousand times. I’m Ryan." "Nice to meet you," I said, offering a polite smile. Ryan seemed harmless, but there was a stillness in his eyes that made me feel like he was reading the fine print of my expression. "And I'm Sophie," a sharp, melodic voice cut in. Sitting next to Ryan was a girl who looked like she’d stepped off a beach in Malibu. Sophie Miller. She had perfectly tousled blonde hair and a flirtatious energy that seemed to take up all the oxygen in the booth. She didn't look at me; she looked at Tyler.

Now, eight hours into the first leg, Ryan was trapped in a mid-size SUV with Sophia, the woman he’d secretly fantasized about for years. Sophia sa in the passenger seat, long legs, tiny denim cutoffs that rode high on her thighs. Her loose tank top dipped low enough to reveal the swell of her full breasts and the edge of a lacy black bra. At thirty-four, she was three years younger than Ryan and the complete opposite of his reliable, grounded wife. Sophia was wild, adventurous and completely unfiltered. “Emily really screwed us, huh?” Sophia said with a lazy smirk, popping a strawberry into her mouth from the cooler between them. Juice glistened on her lower lip. “Leaving her husband and her