Sophie Lark Reading Order Novels & Stories

Chapter 4 The library was a cathedral of forbidden knowledge, with shelves that climbed thirty feet toward a ceiling painted with constellations that didn't exist in any known sky. A single, massive mahogany desk sat in the center, littered with grimoires and vials of shimmering mercury. Arthur was waiting for her, standing by a tall window that overlooked the rainy city skyline. He held a glass of amber liquid, the ice clinking softly. "You're five minutes late." Sophie stopped at the edge of the rug, her breath catching. She was wearing a sheer white blouse and a tight black pencil skirt—clothes Arthur had selected for her. The iron ring on her finger felt heavy, a constant, pulsing remind

Chapter 7: The Hunt Begins The morning of the Hunt dawned blood-red. I hadn't slept. How could I, after everything Zephyr had revealed? The leather book lay hidden under my mattress, its secrets burning through my mind like acid. Moonsinger. The word echoed with every heartbeat, foreign yet familiar, like remembering a dream upon waking. Sophie was already up, practically vibrating with nervous energy. "Today's the day," she said, her voice pitched higher than usual. "Are you ready?"

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 1 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 𝑎 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ...𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒, 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑛~~𝑖𝑣𝑦𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠 Sophia

"I'm sorry, Luna Jade, but you will have to watch me expose your own daughter for what she is instead." Sophie inched toward the shelf. "Focus on here instead," she told the guards. "We've searched here thoroughly, Luna Sophie. Nothing-" "I asked for a search, not an explanation!" She thundered. "If you truly heard that, Sophie, let them search then," Aaron agreed. "Check under the shelves," she told them. They spent minutes opening every book. "What's that?" Sophie pointed to Deva's diary. "That's mine. It's personal. Give it to me," I spoke as fast as I could.

Each book in the Queen Among series meticulously weaves into each other and overlaps, so those moments will not make sense if read out of order. While I welcome all readers to join these characters on their journeys and even encourage them to continue on with the next generation series (Royal Shadow series) releasing upon the completion of the Queen Among series, I want readers to be able to have the reading experience they deserve, and reading this book before the others will impede that from happening. Now, I can't make you do anything, but I hope you take this into consideration before you begin. With that being said, on with the story! xo

"I... I don't know. Let me read it first." Lars thought Sophia would literally read again, but then she closed the book and placed her hand on top of it. She closed her eyes for a while. Lars couldn't sense anything out of her so he just stood there, anxiously waiting. When Sophia opened her eyes, there were tears and she threw the book real fast. "H - Hey, what's going on?" "She was laughing, the H - Hymnchanter Hectrias." Sophia sniffled and wiped tears off her cheeks angrily. "She killed them and she was laughing!"

Flicking through its yellowed pages, I searched for the symbols that had been there so long ago and my pulse pounded in anticipation. As soon as I located them, I caught my breath. "This. this is impossible," I whispered, gazing at the page. The symbols were from an ancient spell; one of hunters used them to banish supernatural beings. My wolf growled softly, her voice tinged with unease. "Someone is playing a dangerous game, Cindy. Be careful." I closed the book, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts. Whoever had intervened wasn't just protecting Sophia they were declaring war. And if they thought they could outmaneuver me, they were sorely mistaken.

“Fine. You do what you want. I just want to get out ofAs the group began to leave the porch, a soft wind blew through the air, carrying with it a faint whisper: “We’ll see you again.” They all froze, their eyes wide. “Did anyone else hear that?” Sophia asked, her voice trembling. No one answered. They didn’t have to. The fear in their eyes said enough. here.” --- The next morning, Anna sat alone in her room, staring at the book on her desk. Its leather cover was worn, and the strange symbols embossed on it seemed to pulse faintly in the sunlight. She had cleaned the mirror shard and placed it beside the book, as if the two belonged together.

Riley comments. “Piss off, Riley. I fucking hate this class. I don’t understand any of this, and if I don’t pass this final, then I won’t pass this class.” Sapphire states. I sit down and look at what she is doing. She has papers and other shit for her math class strewn all over the large table in front of the couch. I would offer to help her, but math is not my strong suit. Arle peeks over to see what she is doing and starts laughing. If looks could kill, Arlo would be dead. I watch them as Arlo tells her that he is a math genius, which is accurate, and that he will help her. I cringe when she lets out a scream and jumps into his arms. She lets out another squeal when some of her

Just as she was about to look away, two glowing amber eyes stared back at her from the trees. Startled, Sophie gasped and stepped back. However, when she turned back to see what she was running from, the eyes were gone. She exhaled shakily. Okay, you’re officially losing it. Deciding she’d had had enough of the weird things for one evening, she climbed back into bed determined to go to sleep. The following morning she walked into town with her jacket fastened to protect against the cold. The bookshop was closed on Sundays, and she needed coffee—desperately.