Sophie And Keefe Novels & Stories

Their conversations were always long and effortless, and he was kind, attentive, and caring when he was around. Sophie had had several boyfriends over the years she spent in London; she had never really been alone for very long. Kevin, however, was the only one with whom she had thought about building a future, starting a family, having children. He was the only one who knew the real Sophie, who understood her thoughts, desires, and fears, even though she had never had the courage to talk to him about Nicholas.

I keep anticipating Mark to storm my door brandishing his fabled bloodied knife above his head. "Has he mentioned the magazine?" I admitted, the stupid lies the trashy magazine printed were far from the truth, "No, and I'm sure he hasn't read it." I would be ashamed if Ethan found out the lies they told about how I was deeply in love with the man I seduced and prepared to "settle down." or, worse, trusted them. The lies shouldn't be a problem because Ethan doesn't seem to subscribe to any gossip publications. "Soph, you guys still get my vote for cutest couple ever. You should enjoy this a little bit,” Bringing up her viewpoint once more, she remarked.

He nodded his head and took off upstairs. “Soph, do you want a coffee?” She asked me. “Sure.” I said back to her. Just as she was making the coffee, Beatrice walked in. She didn’t look well today. I could tell that she had no sleep. Something was going on with her, but I could tell that she was hiding it.

I could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe. The priest stands before us, a kindly old man with a gentle smile. He looked at us with eyes filled with compassion, understanding the situation we are in. He begins to speak, his voice soft and soothing. "Dear beloved, we are gathered here today to join together Sophia and Nicholas in holy matrimony. Sophia, do you take Nicholas to be your lawfully wedded husband?" I take a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart as I reply "I do." The priest nods, turning to Nicholas. "And Nicholas, do you take Sophia to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I think I’ve got cataracts or something, Sophie. Where on earth have you been?" Sophie smiled familiarly and said, "Hi Carter, it’s nice seeing you after such a long time. We are here now; that’s what matters. And guess what? I brought friends. Meet my kids, Owen, Nathan, and Isabella, and guys, meet Carter, an old friend of mine." He glanced at the kids and said curiously, “They look great, just like their mom.” Sophie laughed indulgently and then pointed to Joseph and said, “That’s our driver.”

I nod and only have time to hear Sebastien walk away before I head over to my landline, hit the button that puts a call through to the required number, and as soon as it is picked up, my voice comes out cold and deadly as I speak, “Explain this to me. You have five minutes.” 39: Sophia’s pov. Caelum doesn’t come back to his house, though I know he saw me in the garden. I felt the mate bond pulse when he walked past, and then I began to wonder how he would have an empty garden.

Sophia's fierce gaze made Betty shiver. They weren't mother and daughter. They were clearly partners in crime. "What do we do now? What's your plan?" Betty asked while clenching her teeth. Suddenly, Sophia's expression turned cold, and her complexion became terrifyingly sinister. "I'm going to kill Jeffrey." "K-Kill Jeffrey? But he's under police control now. How are we going to do it?" Betty was already well-trained by Sophia. She no longer turned pale at the mention of the word "kill". Instead, she first thought about how to do it.

Werewolves pounced on weaknesses. In the kitchen, Shenna and two wolves were seated at the long table. Shenna beamed. "Morning! Doc. Come sit!" She patted the seat beside hers. "Guys, this is Sophie." Instantly, Sophie sensed that the two submissive people were families, and one was Shenna's mother. "Nice to meet you all, hi." Sophie said as she sat, wincing internally at her gruff tone. "I’ll seem friendlier when I’ve had coffee." Reaching for the coffeepot on the table, she then poured some into the mug that had been left on a coaster in front of her.

Sophie literally screamed and started bouncing on my bed again, "I knew it! I fucking knew something was gonna happen. You slutty bitch, I knew you'd be tempted by that man. So much for hard bitch, with all your 'I'm mad, I don't want to have anything to do with him' attitude, now you go and do this. Damn, Dominic got game! Should we be preparing for a second cute Ethan?" "Wow, chill the fuck out woman," I got up from the bed, needing to escape her excitement. "I said we almost kissed, not that we did or that we fucked okay. Calm your cold nipples down and besides I was just drunk last night, that's all. It won't happen again so kill that hope fire." I grabbed my towel from the chair, "Damn,