Sophia Miacova Novels & Stories

Sophia I’m surprised to have received a call from the very talented ballerina Jade Reyes earlier. It turns out that Jade Reyes is the one dating Micah’s friend. Jade is an incredible dancer. Sage, Maleah, and I saw her perform at a Gala in Manhattan several months ago. Imagine their excitement when they found out that Jade called. We ended up making plans to meet at a Karaoke bar that night. I figure since Micah was going to be out all night, I’d enjoy some time with new and old friends.

finally stepping away from the window“Mia is… very enthusiastic.” Sophia giggled. “I can see that.” She already had a feeling Olivia would be the academic type, and now it was confirmed. “So, tell us about yourself, Sophia. What are you studying here?” Olivia asked, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. She leaned forward slightly, clearly interested in getting to know her better. Sophia smiled. “Oh, I’m studying public health. I've always loved reading and helping out people, seeing as my grandmother who used to take care of me is sick —it just feels natural to me.” wanting to help people

"Sophia, our brand has completely exploded across the web! Look at this real-time follower growth metric—our numbers are on the absolute verge of overtaking Chloe Bishop's data!" Sophia’s mood had been exceptionally bright, but the exact millisecond her assistant’s lips uttered that comparison, her features dropped into a freezing, venomous scowl. "I am a professional entertainment artist," Sophia hissed, her voice dripping with pure ice. "Your office chooses to baseline my value against a corporate manager? Does your intellect calculate that the humiliation my system has harvested lately is insufficient?"

Eric nods at her words and says, “Funny, you never came quickly when I call you.” “Oh, that’s different. Sorry dude, but I have more respect for her than I do for you.” She says it while shrugging her shoulders. I smile at the conversation as Eric whitens his eyes. Alec clears his throat as he says, “I don’t think we introduced ourselves properly. I am Prince Alec.” Sofía looks at him and says, “Delighted. I am Sophia Stevens, mastermind of any misdeeds committed in high school.”

Yes, I am Maria Maria, I changed my last name, there was no need to carry on my last name after they chased me out of the company. “I am sorry,” a man bumped into me. “I am sorry,” he apologized, with a bow and turned to go. “Michael,” I called. He paused immediately, turning back to me. “How do you know my name?” He asked, his brows furrowed in curiosity. Thirty minutes later we sat in a coffee shop, he sat quietly across the table sipping his coffee. “You seem to miss the coffee a lot,” I broke the silence. “I am trying to process all that you just said,” he revealed, dropping the cup on the table. “So you're telling me that you found me just in time to save me from the clutches of Allen's

“Cowgirl, look, I don’t want to continue this way of you holding me at bay. I ain’t one of the bulls on the farm. I want to be your husband.” “I know that,” Sophia said. “I really want to trust everything you said, Micha. I want this to work out. Call it all the extra hormones raging in me. Call it whatever. Ki doesn’t know anymore. I just get a little jealous knowing that you are around women that could be supermodels, and here I am looking like a heifer getting ready to pop.”

Sebastian shouted, though he himself was already losing consciousness. The vehicle swerved and crashed into the road barrier. Inside the gas‑filled cabin, Mavric tried to reach for Liora, but his arms felt impossibly heavy. Through blurring vision, he watched the motorcyclist dismount and open the van’s sliding door. The rider removed their helmet. It was a young woman, strikingly beautiful, yet marked by burn scars covering one side of her face. She looked straight at Liora with eyes burning with hatred. “At last we meet, Liora Valerius. My name is Sophia. I was the first ‘failed product’ your mother left behind to die in Zurich,” the woman spoke, her voice icy cold.

Damien felt his stomach drop. “Sophie, this is…” he started. “Mia Chen,” Mia said, extending her hand. “I’m here about a job.” Sophie shook her hand, but her eyes were on Damien. Analyzing. Calculating. “Interesting,” Sophie said slowly. “Welcome to Cross Technologies.”

“Hello Joe, Nice to meet you too.” “Joe, Is Nathan staying over again tonight?” Joe went behind the desk taking his seat again, folding his hand on the table looking at me. “Yes, he is.” “But, WHY?” “He can accompany you.” Joe smiled. “What…? I have Carolyne… She can do that….” I elbowed her… telling her silently to say yes. “O no Mia, I have a shoot tomorrow. Unfortunately, I cannot.” “A Shoot for what?” “I’m a model Mia... and quite a famous one.” She flicks her hair over her shoulder dramatically…

She merely nodded at Sophia coldly, without saying a word. Sophia, however, behaved as if she was familiar with Mia. She smiled and held onto Mia’s arm, "Mia, I'm your fan. I really enjoy your piano performance. I've been to your live concert once..." "Ahem..." Mia quietly pushed away Sophia's hand and looked cold, "I have countless fans. Many big-name stars have attended my concerts. I'm sorry, I honestly don't remember you." Sophia awkwardly smiled, waving her hand, "Of course, I'm not famous. Not many people know my name. It's very normal for you not to remember me."