Sophie Kinsella Novels & Stories

Afterall, his parents were also never in love. Sophie Summers is an overachiever–whether it be swiping up all the good grades or getting whatever man she has her eyes set on. Without even knowing it herself, Travis Sinclair–the infamous stone-hearted billionaire–becomes her newest target. Having met him years ago and parting with a childish promise to ‘find him again and make him hers’, Sophie sets her heart on fulfilling that promise. It doesn’t take long before she realizes that the man she used to know was gone, buried somewhere under an icy demeanor. He pushes her away and keeps her at arm’s length just like every other person. Too bad though, Sophie is not like every other person. She n

She was smart. I snapped my fingers. “Bingo, my dear princess.” “Ugh! Kingston’s not even a prince!” “His family’s great, and we already know them.” I smiled. “Seriously, Cassia?” Sophie walked in circles around me. “You’ve barely started your new role, but you’re already scheming like a pro. You’re sacrificing me to win points, huh?”

He hums then presses the backs of his hands to the sides of my neck. Isla lunges and grabs Ryan’s wrist, yanking him back and snarling, “Don’t touch her. Your friend has already done enough. Fiona doesn’t need any more problems.” “Are you feeling sick?” Sophie’s soft voice makes all three of us look at her, and I nod. “Well, it’s a good thing I brought this book then. It’s the one I told you about, remember?” A book. The last time we talked, Sophie told me about a book she got from someone in her family. I don’t remember much about the book other than that it’s a Lycan book, but I do remember asking if I could look at it.

To be honest, if I weren’t so desperate to know the truth, I would have already left with Dolly. The round-faced girl smiled at me. “I get it. Oh, by the way, Miss White, my name is Sophie Lane. I work in HR, mostly running errands. You can just call me Sophie.” As she spoke, she pulled out a large pouch. “I’ve got all kinds of things in here. Let’s see what you need.” Like a magician, she started pulling out foundation, lipstick, powder puffs—even a small bottle of peppermint oil for headaches.

I take it from her and thank her. “So, you done being a prospect yet?” She asks as she moves closer and places the umbrella over my head and I shake my head. “Not until either your ol man decides to accept me back full time or until such times as Melody forgives us. But I don’t deserve her forgiveness.” I say as I unscrew the lid and sniff the contents. Chicken soup. Sophie is a whizz in the kitchen. I suppose she has to be with the amount that Wild Child, Junior, and Anna all eat. Sophie is a famous MMA fighter and her kids have followed in her footsteps. She also teaches the club kids how to defend themselves. The woman is amazing.

Elena I used to believe that some people disappear because they’re afraid. Now I know—some vanish because they’ve done something truly unforgivable. And Sophie Lane had. Lucas left that file with me like a lit match on a dry field. I should’ve been afraid of what it might ignite. But all I felt… was ready. Ready to finally see her again. Ready to ask the one question that haunted me more than any betrayal: Why? The records traced Sophie’s last known transaction to a boutique hotel in Prague—paid for in cash, under the alias “Celine Rivas.” She had grown more careful. No digital trail. No social media. No selfies in vintage cafes.

“No, I didn’t have time. I’ve been busy at the lab.” “Xena was on the show,” Sophie said. Miranda’s hand paused mid-stir. “Oh?” “She really made a splash. Her fans blew up social media talking about how amazing she was.” Sophie gave Miranda a look. “I doubt it’s just her PR team. There’s definitely someone powerful backing her.” Sophie stopped herself, though her tone carried irritation. She still resented what Xena had done, but Miranda seemed unaffected now. “So,” Sophie changed the subject, “what have you been working on lately?”

“I’m betting on lost.” “I’m looking for the Party Supply Store. Supposedly on Main Street, but I can’t find it.” “Oh, that place moved last year. It’s over on Oak now, two blocks that way.” She pointed. “I can show you if you want. I’m heading that direction anyway.” “I don’t want to trouble you—” “It’s no trouble. I’m Sophie, by the way.” “John.” I noted to myself that I didn’t use Fenris. We walked, Sophie making conversation. She was a paralegal at a firm downtown, originally from two towns over, and had moved to Millfield for work three years ago.

Chapter 1 For the first time in years, Sophia Hale wasn’t the senator’s wife. No forced smiles for the cameras. No perfectly straight spine or carefully spoken words. Tonight, with a third flute of champagne warming her blood, she was simply Sophia... thirty-eight, restless, and deliciously reckless.

Sienna pinched Sophie's face with a smile on her face, "What are you saying?" "What kind of sugar daddy buys his mistress an ORV?" Sienna was puzzled. "Not someone with the same name, right? Are you talking about the heir of Kai Group? Grayson Kai?" Sienna nodded. Sophie took a deep breath, looked at Sienna, and said gingerly, "Do you know that Grayson Kai is gay?" Sienna widened her eyes and forgot to blink. She was truly astonished.