Sophie And Keefe Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Sophie said those words the moment they left. "What makes you think that?'' I asked, concerned, while she chuckled and took a sip of her drink. "Isn't it obvious by the way he talks to her and cares for her, definitely she is his submissive.''she declared confidently. I scoffed and took a sip of my drink. This was good news for me. The moment Kelvin makes her his mate and submissive, I will be disconnected from her and dad will no longer trouble my life. I smiled at the thought of it and took a sip of my drink.

" I watched them move around the kitchen. Cautiously. But together. We ate dinner as a strange little family unit. Sophie told campus stories. I talked about the gallery. Kael mostly listened. But he smiled. Actually smiled. genuinely involved. Sophie and I sat on the balcony after supper while Kael cleaned up. "All right," Sophie said. "I still don't have complete faith in him. But he seems to be making an effort. And I can see you love him." "I do. I really do." "Then I'll support you. But I'm watching him. One wrong move, "I know. You'll come get me." She hugged me. "Always. You're my sister. You come first." Sophie left around eight. Kael called her a car service.

If it would help me let go of Lord Frederick, then I will have to do it. Starting up the engine of my car, I decided to drive over to Sophie’s place; I needed to have a word with her. Reaching the apartment which she shares with her mother, I got down from my car and made my way into their home and met her mother in the sitting room. After exchanging greetings with her, she told me Sophie was upstairs in her room, so I took the stairs, arrived at Sophie's room, and found her sleeping. “Are you pregnant? Isn’t it too early to be sleeping?” I teased Sophie, who groaned and opened her eyes. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be with your sexy godfather?” She mocked, while I rolled my eyes

Her entire existence of weakness, all that she had gone through when staying with Kylen, was going to play off, she would be asked, and Clark would raise them as his. Clark, seeing how quick to me emotional she became, was quick to take her into his grasps and make blade trips of spy kisses on the bridge of hw now and then down to her lips, ams necks, thighs, and arms until the passionate kiss they both shared turned out to be hot and needy. Soon they were beneath the diver and lost in their own words. The echoes of pleasure eased through trivia s lips. The walls of the room carry out the resonance of her sounds. Behind the door good self hating, annoyed to gr core Sophie.

"Then Sophie just moved to the top of the list." He pulled me into a fierce, possessive kiss, his hands grounding me as the world outside began to tilt toward the final confrontation. We were no longer just a man and a woman in a contract. We were a storm, and the Wolfe Foundation was about to see exactly what happens when you try to cage the wind.

Journey to the auditorium was quite peaceful as for the first time in a while there wasn't any whisper behind me. “ Hey you ” I turned to see Sophie walk up to me with her glowing red nose. “ Sophie... ” “ You tricked me!!! ” she groaned grabbing me by the collar. “ How?!? ” “ Why didn't you tell me he was your dad ?!?! ” she cried. “ I thought you knew ?!? ” “ How the fuck was I supposed to know he was way hotter than I imagined him to be ” Hol'up... What the hell has this pervert been imagining???

"Remind me again, why the hell are we stating the obvious?" I sighed. "I have no idea." "Well, I'm basically his cousin, but we grew up like siblings. My name is Stephanie, but you can call me Sophie—most people do. Anyway, I'm so glad you're his mate!" Sophie said excitedly. "From the moment I met you, I knew you were special. We need to celebrate!" 'Wait, what?' Sophie stood up and grabbed my hand. "Where are we going?" I asked her, confused. What were we even celebrating? I just wanted to crawl into my blankets and dread the day my father walked into my life with all this garbage of secrets and drama.

Chapter Six Keisha's Pov As I arrived at Sophia's place, I felt a wave of excitement wash over me. I have been wishing for a long time to find my mate and the moon goddess has blessed me with my mate and his sister, and I can't wait to spend some quality time with her. Sophia greets me with a warm smile and a hug, and we spend the next few hours chatting and laughing over coffee, Sophia telling me stories of when she and Adrian were little and all the funny things he did.

Little did they know that within minutes, the entire illusion would be shattered. As Sophia reached the dimly lit corridor, Susan grabbed her arm, her face pale with worry. "Sophia, what the hell is going on? You’re acting so strange. Please talk to me." For a moment, Sophia’s gaze softened, the weight of Susan’s friendship tugging at her. But the moment passed, and she hardened again, her eyes now distant, cold. "I can’t explain, Susan. Not now. You need to trust me. Stay out of this."

No hesitation. By the end, the narrative had shifted. We left hand in hand. In the car, I leaned against him. “That kiss,” I said. “Not in the plan.” He grinned. “Improvised. Felt right.” “It was perfect.” He kissed my temple. “You were perfect.” My phone buzzed—texts pouring in. Stocks stabilizing. PR team thrilled. Then one from Sophie: **Nice show. But shadows always catch up to the light.** I showed David.