Sophie Mina Novels & Stories

Sharp, analytical, carrying the same exhaustion Sophie saw in her own mirror. "Emma," Shadow said as Sophie sat down. Not a question. A confirmation. "You know that's not my real name." "Sophie Vale. Age ten. Enhanced cognitive and empathic abilities. Supposedly died in the Vale Tech explosion three months ago." Sophie felt her pulse spike, but kept her expression neutral. "If you know all that, why haven't you turned me in for whatever reward they're offering?" Shadow leaned back, and Sophie caught a glimpse under the hood. Female, Asian features, eyes that held too much knowledge for someone so young.

Sophia Hart—future minister, reluctant revolutionary. Sophia shook her head with quiet resolve. Not a revolutionary. Just someone done running. Below them, Geneva glittered across the lake—thousands of lights pretending to be reflections of the same moon, each one a lie in its own right. Sophia opened her journal and scribbled just one sentence before closing it again. Tomorrow, the mirrors break.

I responded. "Why that's where I'm from, seems like we have a lot of things in common but I fear I've never seen you there before." "That is because you haven't." I replied in the most annoying way possible. Sophia snickered, a clipped one. "I'm Sophia." She said as if reintroducing herself would make any difference. "I am the Luna of this pack." She added. I gasped in surprise, that explained why she was being such a pestering fool. She was Duncan's wife and she felt insecure that he had a child outside of wedlock. I immediately hid my surprisal behind a neutral face.

Sophie was the kind of person who blended into the background, unassuming and observant, and I knew that she would be perfect for the task I had in mind. As Sophie entered my chambers, she curtsied low, her eyes cast downward. "Your Luna," she said, her voice soft and respectful. "Sophie, I need your help," I said, my voice low and urgent. "I need you to find out everything you can about Liz. Who she is, where she came from, and what her connection is to our pack." Sophie's eyes flicked up to mine, a hint of curiosity in their depths. “Yes, my Luna," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do my best to find out what I can."

She laughs and says, "You are quite beautiful." I'm taken aback by her direct approach. Her compliment is hilariously awkward and she looks really young. I am often not good at gauging the age of women but the woman in front of me looks nineteen or under. She got makeup on and wears a micro mini volleyball shorts. "I'm Sophia, a photographer. I was hoping to get a selfie with you last night at the runway afterparty, but you seemed busy. Imagine my surprise to see you here," She smiles warmly.

I said as I turned back and took a sip of my drink. "Thank you. Now, don't get me wrong, I think you're beautiful and all, but I have no idea who you are. Or how you got in here." When dealing with people like Karrion, you need to tread carefully. He could make me now and kill me, or I could play the right cards. "I'm Sophie. Sophie Kane." I said as I extended my hand to his for a shake, but instead, he brought it to his lips and placed a kiss on it. He then gave me a sleek smile. If I didn't pay attention, I would've missed it.

And do you bring friends with you this time? Lucifron comes forward and hugs Gary, making him uncomfortable. There were so many people looking. - You are not dreaming. This is reality. Don't you like my hug? – asks Lucifron. - I like it, I missed you, but so many people are watching. Sophia runs to Gary's side and says: - Hello, my name is Sophia and I'm a kitsune, and this is Fenix. She's a Fenix. - Sophia laughed. - she said, pointing to the small bird that had already grown a lot and was sitting on her shoulder.

“We brought some meals and supplies. Sophie insisted on coming to help.” Sophie Hart, an eighteen-year-old with long dark hair and bright, curious eyes, stepped forward. She carried a smaller suitcase and glanced around the luxurious penthouse with open admiration. “Hi, Lydia. And… hi, Adrian,” she said. Adrian, still processing the earlier drama with Eric, forced a polite smile. “Good to see you both. Thanks for coming.” He noticed Sophie’s stare but brushed it off as teenage shyness. “Let me prepare the guest room for you, Sophie. You’ll be staying a few days, right?”

Sophie Bennet, 21 years old young woman standing at 5 feet 7 inches tall, she had a naturally striking appearance. Her brunette hair flowed smoothly past her shoulders, its rich brown tones shimmering softly in the light. Her hair framed a face with gentle, feminine features--a smooth complexion, expressive eyes, and a warm smile that drew others in. Sophia's job as a waitress at a local coffee shop, being on her feet all day, kept her in good shape, with very full firm 34D breasts, a narrow waist and with a lovely full heart-shaped ass giving her striking feminine curves.

She lifted her little chin, her voice clear and earnest. “My name is Sophy. Mummy said you are in heaven, and Richard’s mummy is also in heaven. Please tell her I will share my mummy with Richard. Sophy is a good girl and will always let my mummy rest so she can give me a little baby,” she said sweetly. I chuckled under my breath. What on earth… I turned to Alejandro. He nodded, clearly impressed by her speech. I gently touched Richard’s shoulder. “Talk to them.”