Sophie Howard Ebooks Novels & Stories

” “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

“Nathan Hale. An Investment Strategist. Very smart. Very sharp and Very annoying.” I blinked. “Annoying?” Sophie let out a small laugh. “Yes. He thought he could talk down to me just because I work at a cafe. So, Of course, I had to set him straight.” I couldn’t help but smile. “of course, you did.” Sophie and her weird taste in men. I thought she wanted to rant about the guy and now she souding like a small girl who has a crush. Then “But,” She added. “He’s something…but something seems off about him.”

Sophie let out a babyish giggle as she slammed the book she had just finished reading on the bedside table. Her smile was twice as wide as it was before she started reading and now she just felt a whole lot better. Humming to the tune of a familiar song, she rolled herself down from the bed and went to the wine cabinet to pour herself a shot.

He muttered and left from there to talk with Sophia. * A few hours later, Sophia finished the book and barely blinked her eyes when she felt the change of air again. She walked out of the library to see the reason behind it. Brandon had told her about Abby’s arrival and his doubt that their enemy was some witch behind everything, but she had a gut feeling that it was not what it looked like.

Sophronia said, bowing respectfully. "I have a question for you. If I handed you the keys to Mr. Harper's kingdom, could you clean up Mareno City?" Howard probed further. "What... do you mean?" Sophronia was taken aback but quickly caught on, her eyes sparkling as she faced Howard with a solemn promise. "If that day comes, I swear to you, Master Howard, just give me three months, and I'll scrub Mareno City clean of all its filth." Though she doubted she would ever take Harper's place, her intuition told her Howard was not just toying with her.

Those who don’t have immortality crave it and those who do have it, resent it. “Sophia! Get ready! You will be late!” A lady screamed, her voice reverberating through every wall in the house. “Arrrghhh! I can’t get any fucking reading done!” Sophia cussed under her breath. Sophia was an aspiring brunette writer in her late teens about to start college. She was a fit lady with shoulder-length hair, she had glasses on with an open book right in front of her. Her room was like the room of any teenager her age, except she had posters of famous gore movies and comics plastered across every corner on her walls, unlike the average teenagers that were all about boys.

Sophie was currently surfing through the huge crowd on the street of New York as fast her leg could carry her holding two cups of coffee. She was definitely eye-catching as her blonde hair made her easily noticeable amidst the crowd of people but that was the least of her problems right now. She was extremely late for work and her fiancee Dave, who is also her business partner, sent the SOS text to her.

The post spanned ten pages and was packed with explosive revelations. The whistleblower was none other than Sophie's own protégé, Joli. He had accused her of academic fraud, favoritism in admitting graduate students, accepting bribes while colluding with external companies, and having her niece Yasmine's papers ghostwritten. At the end of the post, there was a link to a PDF file. When opened, it revealed over 30 pages of detailed documentation outlining Sophie's alleged wrongdoings, complete with hard evidence. The accusations included exploiting students, demanding gifts, and even psychological manipulation.

“But she said Hartwell was paid, Mom.” Sophie set her spoon down gently. Her eyes fixed on Maxim with a look he’d seen many times before, one that made him feel small. “You still believe what a woman like that says? She’s a troublemaker, Maxim.” Maxim fell silent. He wanted to ask more, but his lips were too stiff to speak. “Eat first,” Sophie said again. “Don’t worry about unimportant things.” Maxim obeyed. He took a piece of bread, took a small bite, even though it tasted like cardboard.

“Wait! “ Sophie called out to trivia and hastened her steps towards her. She held her by the arm and pulled at her grip, while sweat broke off her temples, causing her to shake severally. It worried her a whole lot. She intended on a whole lot of things, but this certainly wasn't anything she hoped for, and it ripped her up seeing how everything came up as a mistake and pain to her. “please… just…. How about you just listen?“ Sophie pleaded again while cold sweat trickled off trivia temples. She wasn't sure how to handle those things, and it was getting a whole lot worse. “I'm … I shouldn't have... Could you please just...” trivia repeated again, breaking out at the end of her words fille