Sophia Kinsella Novels & Stories

Kingsley’s office, she pushed open the door without knocking. Inside, Dr. Kingsley looked up from his desk, startled but quickly masking it with calm professionalism. “Miss Sophia,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “What brings you here?” “You know exactly why I’m here,” Sophia snapped, stepping forward. “What was Zia doing in this hospital? Why did you meet with her?” Dr. Kingsley raised an eyebrow, feigning confusion. “Zia? I don’t know anyone by that name.” “Don’t play games with me,” Sophia hissed, her voice low but threatening.

I listened to her voice as she cackled before turning into a full blown hysterical laughter. " Wait a minute!." - She panted, laughing in between the gaps. "Repeat that again ma'am." I frowned, not understanding what was so funny about opening an account. "What's so funny?" - I asked sternly. Her cackles stopped, "I'm sorry........ Miss Selene." "It's just that - in this day and age. Not having a social media account is kind of............. unheard. It's actually become a necessity and you not having it -"

Beverly brought her a chair and forced her to rest. "This baby is bigger than the other two," Veronica complained. "I swear it is using my ribs as a punching bag." "Last one," Beverly reminded her. "Enjoy it." "I am enjoying the part where it will eventually come out." Sophia started kindergarten that fall. She loved it with the same fearless enthusiasm she brought to everything. Her teacher said she was a natural leader and incredibly empathetic. She still quoted things Four said about kindness and respect. It never stopped making my chest tight.

I ask, already knowing this about to get messy. “Sophia,” she says, then flips her voice like she’s in a rom-com. “Hi, Knox.” Sienna cuts in fast. “And hi, Sophia. My name is Sienna. Sophia, this is Knox.” Sophia barely glances at her, acting brand new, twirling her wig hair and trying to act coy as she leans too damn close to me, pulling the chair like she’s about to sit next to us. Insane. Stephen and Sienna lock eyes, both like you seeing this?

Wednesday morning, Kieran woke at 4 AM to his phone vibrating across the nightstand. Unknown number again. He grabbed it, ready to block another journalist, but the message stopped him cold. *You don't know me, but we need to talk. I'm one of the omegas Elliot Sinclair paid to stay quiet. Jessica Chen gave me your number. I think you deserve to know what you're dealing with. -Sophia* Kieran sat up. *Who is this?*

Sophia said, instantly drawing Eleanor’s attention directly to her. Eleanor turned, looking at her with a puzzled expression. “Do I know you?” “Sophia Simone,” Sophia introduced herself, stretching out her hand for Eleanor to shake. However, Eleanor just stared at her hand with a cold expression. Sophia quickly retracted her hand, clearing her throat. “I am the Senior Consultant at King’s Construction.” “You work with Eric?” Eleanor asked, her eyes narrowing slightly before a look of sudden realization washed over her features. “Ah, you are the woman who was standing by Eric’s side during my father’s memorial celebration,” she said, humming softly at the thought.

Her voice was barely a whisper. "Sophia, please. I do not know where I am. I do not know how long I have been here. Please find me. Please." I stopped the video. I could not watch any more. "Her name is Kate," Sophia said. "She wants to be a veterinarian. She loves horses. She has a stuffed rabbit named Mr. Whiskers that she has slept with since she was four years old. She is not a bargaining chip. She is a person. And David has her hidden somewhere, and I have spent two years doing everything he said because I was terrified of what he would do if I refused."

Sophie had always found Vanessa fascinating. At twenty years old, Sophie was a quiet girl who loved books, drawing, and spending time alone. She had long brown hair, soft green eyes, and a gentle way of speaking. Most people saw her as sweet and innocent. She liked that. It felt safe. But lately, something inside her had started to change, especially when her mother’s best friend came to visit.

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”

1900 years? She had been waiting for Xyla for over 1900 years. “Why were you waiting for me?” Xyla asked. “Allow me to introduce myself," the girl replied. "I’m a princess from Warrington. My name is Sophie Kenwick.” “Sophie Kenwick?” Xyla still seemed confused. Sophie nodded. “Yes, my father was a king by the name of Johan Kenwick. Back then, he fell in love with a commoner, and so I was born. He loved my mother very much, and he also loved me a lot.”