Sophie's World Audiobook Novels & Stories

Alexander activates a security lockdown that seals all the building's exits. "Sophie specifically requested that no one interfere with her presentation." "She's four years old!" "She's four years old with cognitive abilities that allow her to process complex ethical frameworks better than most adults." Aria approaches the monitors showing the conference room. Sophie sits at the head of a table surrounded by the most powerful people on Earth, all of them looking like they're experiencing emotional breakdowns. But her daughter appears completely calm. "Sophie, can you hear me?" Aria speaks into the communication system.

A drink will help me sleep, eventually, with any luck. I soon hear a dog’s paws pat against the ground. Aura appears, jumping up on the sofa to sit next to me. “Hey, sweet girl. What do you think? Will Aubrey forgive me?” I say, scratching between her ears. She lets out a small bark. “I don’t know either.”

The chrome 1911 clattered to the marble floor, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the silent room. Silas didn't stop. He drove a knee into Sebastian’s solar plexus, folding the Legend in half. The hero of a thousand battles collapsed onto his expensive rug, gasping for air that felt like needles in his lungs. The Walls Close In Sophie screamed, a raw, jagged sound that tore through the library. She tried to run for the door, but Silas was already there, blocking the exit. "The walls aren't just stone and glass, Sophie," Silas said, his eyes reflecting the cold moonlight. "They’re the boundaries of the world you thought you understood. You’ve spent your life unchained from reality. I’m just

Sophie had always found Vanessa fascinating. At twenty years old, Sophie was a quiet girl who loved books, drawing, and spending time alone. She had long brown hair, soft green eyes, and a gentle way of speaking. Most people saw her as sweet and innocent. She liked that. It felt safe. But lately, something inside her had started to change, especially when her mother’s best friend came to visit.

The first day of a lie always feels heavier than the truth. Sophia I stand in front of the frosted-glass doors leading to the CEO’s office, my palms damp despite the cool air of the executive floor. Everything up here feels different. Quieter. Sharper. Deliberate. I inhale and knock. No response. After a few seconds, I push the door open. The office is empty. I freeze. The receptionist clearly says Mr. Blackwood is inside. So where is he?

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.

I am trying not to return to the apartment and find them together. “Do we know how Mathius’s meeting went yesterday?” Emmy asks. “From what Dylan told me, it went well. I guess the woman, Nayleen, that he met with was incredibly helpful.” Sapphire answers. So that is the woman's name. Damn, even her name is beautiful as she is. Once again, the apartment is dark, or that is what I thought. Someone left the dimmer light on, making the living room look like something out of a romance novel that Sapphire reads. She is into those fantasy/paranormal romance stories. Has Dylan caught her reading them? Giant hands grab my hips as I touch the switch to turn it off. I scream as I am pulled ba

“Why do you want to be in the army Miss West?” I swallowed hard before answering. “I was fourteen when I first really learned what the army did. I always had a notion before that but no real idea of the specifics. The day I learnt that people in the army killed other people I was horrified but it only lasted a minute. The infected that you kill Sir, they aren't people, they are animals, monsters. They are responsible for the deaths of millions, the suffering of millions. They are the reason we live the way we do. Trapped behind concrete walls, fearing the outside.”

STRINGS SERIES BOOK 1 STRINGS OF HEART Synopsis: Sian was born an autistic child. In her world, she would only see what she wanted. Although she was an autistic patient, she was born in an affectionate family. Her parents did not abandon her because of her congenital defect. Instead, they spent innumerable time and energy to patiently guide her, and strove to allow her to live life like a normal person. Sian was 5 years old, she was found to have an excellent talent in playing the Violin and had a rare interest in it.

Just as I was getting lost more in the misery of my past, Elisa waved me over and I hunched down on my knees, with Alissa trailing close behind, the girls moving and taking shelter behind us. I asked for a phone since I couldn't exactly remember what I had done with mine or where it ended up, and Alissa tossed me hers and Elisa also had hers out so she could hear this. Opening the recording feature on her phone, I placed it underneath the door, the speaker facing out, and quietly listened to what was going on. "I'm telling you Elizabeth," I could hear Sophie's voice come from the other room. She was trying to stay quiet. But why? "She has magic that is far stronger than I thought."