Stolen Heir Sophie Lark Novels & Stories

"It's not his. It never was. It's theirs. He's been drawing on it since he put them under." "If the bond breaks," Alec said. "The working collapses. The borrowed time ends." Godric looked at the room. "He doesn't just weaken. He catches up to a hundred and fifty years of decay simultaneously." Soren leaned forward. "All at once." "All at once," Godric said. The room sat with that. "We need someone who's been inside that compound," Fallen said. "The layout. The numbers. Guard rotations." She was already half standing, her coat in her hand. "The rogues we've taken — I'll start tonight."

Dust motes danced in the air, and the smell of damp wood filled Sophie’s nose. “This place hasn’t changed,” she whispered, her voice filled with nostalgia and sadness. Alex squeezed her hand. “Let’s find that safe.” They made their way to the altar, the sound of their footsteps muffled by the old carpet. Sophie knelt down, feeling along the floorboards until her fingers brushed against a hidden latch. Her heart raced as she pulled it open, revealing a small, metal safe. She pulled out a set of lockpicks, her hands shaking slightly as she worked. The lock clicked open, and she lifted the lid. Inside was a stack of files, neatly bound together.

Jamie asked. "Because he never stopped looking. Never stopped obsessing. He showed up at my apartment with photos of my family. My little sister. My parents." Sophie's voice broke. "He said if I didn't help him, they'd disappear. One by one. Until I had no one left." "Help him do what?" Torres demanded. "Set up the women. The ones who disappeared." Sophie lowered the gun slightly. "He'd pick them. Girls who looked like Lilith. Girls who rejected him. And I'd befriend them. Gain their trust. Lead them somewhere isolated where Chen could grab them."

Oliver, Sophie, and Rachel resembled a mismatched line of carrots. “Ah-ha!” Sophie pointed at me. “You’re stealing your dad’s stuff.” “Don’t make it sound so bad.” I slipped a silver and a gold cigarette case into my pocket. “I’m his daughter. What belongs to him belongs to me too.” “Tch.” Sophie extended her hand. “Give me one.” “If you and I give Mr. Hanson the same thing, he’ll realize that we stole it from my dad. Think of something else.” I walked out of the study, and she followed me with a sulky face. “I don’t know what to get him.”

This was clearly not a coincidence. The door slammed open, and Sophia strutted out, her scent sour with jealousy and aggression. She marched up to me, her eyes blazing. “Alright, spit it out. How much did she leave you?” she demanded. I narrowed my eyes. My wolf curled her lip. “What does that have to do with you? Your name’s not in the will. Move.” Sophia blinked, startled that I’d bitten back. Then a cold sneer twisted her mouth. “Oh, look at you. One inheritance and suddenly you’re bold? Don’t forget, you’re an ex-convict.”

Sophia’s voice trembled with a mix of anger and betrayal. The mole smirked. “You didn’t see it coming, did you? Adrian’s vision lives on. And you’ve played right into it.” Sophia’s fists clenched. “Not anymore.” The confrontation escalated into a tense battle, skill versus skill, wits versus strategy. Sophia moved with precision, exploiting weaknesses she had learned from both Adrian and her own survival instincts. As Sophia disarmed the mole, alarms blared throughout the warehouse. The shadowy figure who had claimed to be Adrian’s heir stepped forward. “Impressive… but this isn’t over. The true plan… the final phase… is just beginning.”

“You never disappoint, Elena. Always chasing where you don’t belong.” “I’m not…” “Don’t lie!” Sophia shouted, stepping forward so fast I stumbled backward. “You stole my Birkin, and now you’re sneaking around like some desperate little gold digger. Who do you think you are?” Her perfume hit me like smoke. I tried to explain, my words tumbling out in broken whispers. “It’s not what you think… please, I didn’t come here for…” She laughed, high and cruel. “You didn’t come for money? Oh right you came for my father instead. Couldn’t have my husband, so you went for the older version, huh?”

But she chewed it properly and swallowed it and repeated the process again, and again. When she is done, she dropped the plate on the floor intentionally. "Oh god, I am so sorry. Here, let me help you" She pretended as if its an accident. "It's alright, not an issue" the maid replied and began to collect the pieces. Under the guise of helping the maid, Riley sneaked a piece of the plate, which is small enough to hide and big enough to stab David in his neck. The maid glanced at the girl who is going to be their new Luna. Her name is Sophie and she has been a part of the Blue moon pack since she is born. She is told not to get engaged with the girl, so she quickly collected the pieces and lef

Cedric's cold voice spilled. Sophie shivered, her face turning purple with shock. 'Leader of a kidnapping gang? The thief brazenly stole my bag in the mall, quickly cracked my password, and transferred money to the leader of a kidnapping gang?!' she mused. Even as she neared suffocation, her mind remained disturbingly clear. The incident with the photos, the bag snatching, the fraudulent charges, and now the disappearance of the child today fit together seamlessly. It was a meticulously laid trap waiting for her to fall into.

James hid in the dark and concealed himself. Meanwhile, Sophie made her way over. As soon as she approached the bodhi tree, she was immediately discovered. The Labhrann Clan’s Great Elder suddenly opened his eyes. “Who’s there?” He sprang up in response. Sophie quickly turned around and fled. The Labhrann Clan’s Great Elder quickly chased after Sophie and both of them disappeared from the area.