Sophie Howard Ebooks Novels & Stories

There stood… SOPHIA

I looked at her. Her eyes were already full of tears. "I just… I really want to meet Alec Davis. Her books helped me when I was shattered. I've always wanted to thank her in person." I read the message again. "Come alone?" I asked. Sophia nodded. "I know it sounds strange. But maybe that's just the way they work. Maybe they're shy. Maybe they're scared. Maybe they just want us to see privately because of other people, maybe they are just moved with what you want to give them, let me just go alone, I’ll be fine”

Ethan wouldn’t tolerate another lazy attempt at cooking, like the toasted bread she had served the previous night. “Carla!” she called, her voice echoing through the halls. Moments later, Carla appeared, her usual calm expression in place. Sophia handed her some cash. “Get everything I need for sandwiches. Good ones. Tuna, eggs, fresh vegetables, everything.” Carla nodded, taking the money and heading out, leaving Sophia alone with her thoughts. As she walked back to her room, Sophia’s gaze fell on a familiar-looking brown file sitting on the small table in the corner. Curious, she picked it up and flipped through its contents. It was a collection of her academic achievements—degrees, certif

Series Order: Book 1- Loathing Logan Book 2- Still In Love With You Book 3- Loving Your Imperfections ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Sophie I woke up to the sound of my alarm. There was a big wedding happening today, and it was up to me to capture the whole thing with my camera. I went inside my restroom and began to prepare for the long day.

The room smelled of perfume and powders. Sophia slipped inside quietly. Her eyes moved to the vanity table and the drawer where Vivienne kept spare cash. She needed money. She pulled the drawer open. Instead of money, several papers slid out and scattered on the floor. Sophia frowned, bent down, and picked them up. They were old and heavy. Curiosity got the better of her, and she opened the first page. Her heart almost stopped. Her skin turned pale, her hands shook, and her breath came fast.

The first thing Sophie did after opening her eyes was lock onto me on the sofa. I looked at her innocently. "Sophie, what are you talking about? I don't understand." She pushed herself upright, unwillingness filling her voice. "Why didn't you properly analyze the World Cup that day?" I scratched my head in confusion, my face flawless. "The World Cup book had already been handed entirely to you. "I thought it had nothing to do with me, so I didn't think about it anymore."

I smiled brightly at her. Sandra and Cynthia were roaring with laughter as they leaned against the SUV. Evelynn was smiling as she approached us and told Elsie, "Sophia's just messing with you and she knows how to drive, Elsie." "Sophia O’Shea, that wasn't funny." Elsie scolded me, but I noticed she was smiling as she climbed into the back seat.

Sophie loops her arm through mine and drags me toward the weekend market three blocks down. Stalls explode with color. Fresh flowers. Handmade jewelry. Weird lamps shaped like pineapples. Sophie spots one with neon pink fringe and decides it’s destiny. She haggles like a pro. The vendor doesn’t stand a chance. Ten minutes later she holds the lamp over her head like she just won the Olympics. “For your new vibe!” she announces. “It screams ‘hot mess with excellent taste.’”

💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞 Series Order: Book 1- Loathing Logan Book 2- Still In Love With You Book 3- Loving Your Imperfections ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Sophie (Last day of school- junior year) I felt a cold shiver down my spine as the ice-cold of Amber's drink poured down my shirt. I gasped as I tried to catch my breath.

what else could she say? They said their goodbyes, and Sophie grabbed her iPad and a second glass of wine and sat in front of the TV. If someone had told her minutes before that her mood could worsen, she would have doubted that person, but surprisingly, the phone call from one of the owners of the publishing house had achieved that phenomenon.