Sophie Howard Ebooks Novels & Stories

Sophia said finally. “What,” Dave asked. She took the notebook, opened it, and in her neat and careful handwriting wrote one line at the very top of the first page, and handed it back. Dave read it. For everyone who’s still waiting. We’re coming. He looked at it for a long time. “That’s exactly right,” he said softly. “I know,” Sophia said, entirely without false modesty, because she did know, because she had always known, because that was exactly who she was.

“Have fun!” Inside, the air was cool and quiet. Sophia wandered slowly, her fingers grazing spines of books that stretched endlessly. “Wow,” she whispered. “Nice.” She paused at a shelf, plucking out a nonfiction book. “Space. Why not?” she murmured, opening it. Then something caught her eye. A shadow. Movement. Someone standing just behind the shelf. Her breath hitched. The book slipped from her hand and hit the floor with a loud thud. Sophia froze. Her pulse roared in her ears. “Oh my God,” she whispered.

**Flashback** As Sophia stormed into her apartment, she threw her bag onto the floor and collapsed onto the couch, visibly exhausted and upset. She barely registered the unfamiliar presence seated at her kitchen Island. She moved to end of the couch, flipping through a the first magazine that caught her eye. Sophia groaned. She couldn't flip a page without seeing something about Noah Milton. “Hey, Em. Rough day?” Jeffery asked, clinging to a cup of coffee. Sophia sighed heavily, “You have no idea. Everything just went wrong, and I'm so tired of dealing with it all.”

I lazily lay down on the wet ground. “As you wish, my lord!” The beta disappeared. I gazed at the moon, hidden behind heavy rain-laden clouds, and howled loudly in a message to Luna. POV: SOPHIE. I was lying down, engrossed in reading a book of enchantments, when I heard my Alpha call me. An unease washed over me, and my inner wolf stirred, causing my body to drop to the ground in a strange compulsion.

“What is your problem?” Jade’s smile faltered, just for a second. Then she scoffed. “My problem? Oh, honey, you’re the problem. Walking around like some weirdo, not talking to anybody thinking you are better than everyone just ‘cause the teachers like you. Acting all quiet and weird. You don’t even have any real friends.” Sophia’s hands shook, but she refused to let Jade see her break. “Just give me my book.” Jade flipped through the pages again like she was thinking about it. Then, with a shrug, she tore one of them out.

**Secrets in the Shadows** Sophia sat by the window, staring out into the distance as the evening sun dipped below the horizon. She held the journal tightly in her lap, its worn cover whispering of untold mysteries and forgotten truths. The room was silent, save for the gentle ticking of the old grandfather clock that had stood in the corner of the room for generations. Her thoughts swirled with Eleanor’s cryptic warnings, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that they were stepping into something far beyond what they had ever imagined.

Sophie Pov "Sophie" a voice called shaking me. I turned away from the voice as I never want to wake up, this is the best sleep I have had since ages. I just want to sleep. The voice chuckled. I felt the bed deepening. "Sophie come on get up, you've been sleeping for hours' ' the voice said again pulling me up with my hand. I groggily opened my eyes and I came face to face with Mr Sanchez.

Sophie is my harbor in my own storm, even though she thinks I’m her cool and level to her own hurricane. It’s crazy but somehow, we balance each other out in different ways and right now, my scales are fucked, and all the balance has fallen off one end. Sophie is the wild one, she’s the little live wire and the bundle of hard work... but she’s the one who brings me sanity. She knows how to stop me from turning my head inside out. Always so direct and uncomplicated, she says it like it is, she makes me see sense when I have no clue where sense lies.

I replied calmly. The first thing I noticed when I arrived at Sophie's office was her desk; it screamed "work.” All three of her computers were turned on, and about five files had been unstrapped from their transparent cases, meaning she was attending to all five of them simultaneously. I didn't know she was such a raving workaholic. “Please sit.” She said, pointing at the empty seat, and immediately I got in. "Yes, Mrs. Sophie, I'm here now." “A moment, please.” She said simply.

” “I just want to know how to help you. It breaks me to see you going through this, and I cannot do anything. That’s not why I came here, you know? I came because I thought I could provide support, but now I don’t even know what that is anymore.” Sophie walked to her bed and sat on it. Rhys lingered at the door, not knowing whether to join her or leave her. “Seat.” She signed. He obeyed. She picked up the notebook, which lay on the nightstand, and handed it to him. He noted her reluctance. Her lingering fingers even after the book was settled in his palm. “Do you want me to go through it?” he asked gently. Sophie did not take her eyes off the book, but she nodded. She stood up and went to st