Sophie Kinsella Audiobook Novels & Stories

Aiden had trained them not to argue. When I stepped inside the bookstore, the bell above the door gave a tired little ring. I was alone for three heartbeats, then Sophia appeared from between the shelves. She looked sharper than usual. Dark jacket, cropped hair pulled into a loose twist, phone in hand, eyes alert. She looked like someone who'd stopped being scared a long time ago. "Sis," she said softly, pulling me into the asile between travel and history. "Are you okay?" I shook my head. "I'm losing myself."

Sienna whispered, her vocal pitch dropping out of the podcast persona entirely. Sophie didn't break her frame. She kept her eyes on the window, her voice remaining perfectly smooth into the mic. "So yeah, guys, if you’re looking for us on the apps this weekend, don't bother. We’re currently re-indexing our entire romantic inventory under a non-compliance ledger. Stay unchained." She reached out and turned the dial on the portable recorder to zero. The tiny red recording light died, leaving the loft in a sudden, heavy silence that felt louder than the rain hitting the glass outside.

It read: “Wouldn't miss it for the world. Love, Sophia.” “Your sister is coming?” “Yes, she is, she will be flying in from London tomorrow. She said she has some interesting things to tell Eleanor in person.” I had never met Sophia, but I had heard stories. Killian's half-sister was everything the rest of the family wasn't - warm, independent, completely unimpressed by money and status. She ran an art gallery in London and hadn't spoken to Eleanor in three years. According to Killian, when he first got to the Sinclair family estate, she was the only one who took the initiative to talk to him—he usually called her a pest.

THE REJECTED MATE IS THE MOON GODDESS'S DAUGHTER Chapter Fourteen — The Things They Never Told Her Sophia POV The voice is gone the moment Mara steps through the door, and I don't tell her what I heard. I'm not sure I could even if I wanted to — how do you explain a voice inside your own head to someone who has never once looked at you like you might be more than what you appear to be? "Eat," Mara says, setting the tray down without ceremony. "You look half a ghost already. No sense making it worse."

“Lock the door again and take off your top.” Sophie didn’t hesitate. She locked the door, then pulled her sweater over her head. Her breasts were full and round, nipples already hard under a thin pink bra. She unhooked it and let it fall. Her tits bounced free…pale, perfect, with small pink nipples. Professor Voss stepped back so he could see both of us. “On your knees. Both of you.” We obeyed. I slid off the chair and knelt on the carpet beside Sophie.

A soft voice rings out from inside, “Please, come in Serena.” Kyler steps back letting us inside before scampering back into the room and crawling up onto the bed. My eyes follow and lying there is a lovely young woman. Long brown hair and hazel eyes. Her tired eyes meet mine and she smiles at me weakly, “I’m so sorry I wasn’t able to meet you last night Luna as you can see I’m not feeling the best. My name is Sophie, my mate is Kalen.” She coughs softly. I stand in the doorway shocked, I didn’t know that Kalen had a mate. I’m quickly shaken out of my shock as Serena rushes over and kneels by her side, “Is it getting worse again?” her brows are furrowed and she grabs one of Sophie’s frail ha

Silence fills the small space between them as they only hear breathing and heartbeat of each other. Both of their eyes unknowingly closed for a moment! "Hey handsome!" While they were busy in their romantic display, the same lady approached them. Her voice instantly angered Kathy! "I am Sophie. Sophie Castello. You can call me Sofi!" The young woman named Sophie shamelessly stepped in their moment and raised her cup. "Congrats for winning!" Added Sophie, started the discussion with Aaron and got endlessly with her probing.

Sophia asked, changing the topic the moment she got the chance to. Alex nodded, and he brushed a path along her chin. Her attempt at diverting the topic fell into a drain when he asked in a low voice, “What book were you reading while waiting for me?” His eyes flicked to the paperback placed on the table as she scoffed, “I wasn’t waiting for you.” He leaned over to glance at the cover and read out loud with a smile curving his lips, “Persuasion.” Sophia huffed softly, suddenly very interested in the handle of her mug.

"Oh my god" Sophie muttered before the demi god captured her lips with his, he tasted sweet and masculinity, sensual and arousing, the more they kissed the more Sophie lost her sense and where she was exactly, the male is perfect, he kissed her hard and soft at the same time, she don't know how he does it but he was driving her crazy, as they kissed she released a muffled moan out of pleasure making the male to bit her lower lips turning he more on.

The children were clearly enchanted by Sophie—Alexander had abandoned his drone manual to listen to her stories, Ethan had actually closed his book, and Madison was painting what appeared to be the Eiffel Tower on her napkin. "Sophie," I said, "I want to thank you. For what you did. For helping Kyle put Taylor behind bars, for making sure she can't hurt anyone else. I know it must have been difficult, having your identity stolen, your money used to—" "Oh, ma chère," Sophie interrupted, her laugh like silver bells in winter air, "difficult is trying to find good help for a château in Provence. Having my identity stolen by a psychotic step-sister with delusions of grandeur? That was just Tuesd