Stolen Heir Sophie Lark Novels & Stories

It suddenly dawned on me that the thing that was hitting me, was a Rogue and they were just doing Alpha Knox’s dirty work. “Where is she?” I growl into the darkness. “Phin is busy, someone else is bringing you a present.” “Her name isn’t Phin. It’s Sophie with a capital Bitch in front of it.” “You know nothing.” “I know that she is a false witch. Someone who wants to be better, but she was never given the true gift.” His laugh echoes and I hear the creak of a door, followed by Linc’s scent. “Smell him half-breed?”

I turned just in time to see a beautiful young woman standing with two older, sharp-eyed figures—her parents, I assumed. Sophie. She was stunning in a soft lilac dress, her long blonde hair styled to perfection, her face a picture of innocence. But her large doe eyes, framed with just the right amount of sadness, were carefully calculated as they met Alaric’s. Alaric’s expression didn’t change. "Sophie," he said coolly. Her parents, however, were less composed. "You should be ashamed," Sophie's mother spat, her bejeweled hand clutching her husband’s arm. "After everything, after all the time you spent with our daughter, you just discard her like she was nothing?"

But Sophia’s pregnancy complicates things—her child, Julian’s heir, threatens my legacy if I can’t control them both. The “Lark Secrets” email, sent to Julian’s laptop, was my opening gambit, forged documents tying him to his parents’ accident, meant to shake his trust in himself. Sophia’s parents, greedy and pliable, were easy allies, their broadcast demanding her return a pressure point I orchestrated. Emily’s jealousy, Nadya’s vengeance they’re useful pawns, but unreliable, their own agendas muddying the board.

I kept my head down. "No." Sophie said. I looked up. Sophie was shaking her head. "I only wanted to know." Sophie said. "I did not do this to prove you lost. I only wanted to know what happened to my ingredient. My chefs said they had grounded it. They kept it safe. But it was gone today. I wanted to be sure." "I will not accept defeat!" Skade cried. "Be quiet." I said to Skade. I looked at Sophie. "Whether or not your intention was good, we accept defeat." I said. "What she did was stealing. She knew it was your ingredient. She took it anyway. Please, accept the win."

Or did he? "Why are you so surprised?" Stefano furrowed his thick brows and wiped the blood stains off his knuckle. A long silence followed. "You've been having too much fun yourself with the girls you meet. I'm not even sure I still know you that well." He laughed a little. "Why does this one offend you?" "Is she even conscious?" I watched the woman's limp figure on the table. Thick sheets of duct tape bound her slim wrists and ankles. Not older than 30, definitely. I stepped closer and put my fingers on her neck to check her pulse. "You kidnapped her?"

No wonder he was willing to pay $300,000 to get him such a job. It should be because he knew he won’t live long, and the money wouldn't belong to him anymore. "You don't hate me, do you?" "Huh?" "I stole your father's money," Sophia whispered. "No, after all, the properties in my father's name have been frozen and confiscated, and I should thank you for spending so much of it for him." Larry patted Sophia's shoulder. "If you need help with something, call me, with me around, no one can bully my woman."

Tony looked up and glared at his son, snapping, “Now that you know Laurence is the very same boy Jane rescued all those years ago, are you still pinning your hopes on a thief? “That thief is a legend from decades ago! When he went off the grid, I was still a young man, and he was already getting old. By now, he’s probably dead. How are you going to hire him? Go down to hell and ask the Grim Reaper for him? “The thief did have an apprentice who inherited his incredible skills, but do you know who that apprentice is? It’s Suzy Stoll, the lady of the Lafayette family over in Meadspring! And who exactly is Suzy? She’s Jane’s sister-in-law!

“Don’t be such a coward, guys. Remember what happened last year! Nakulong din tayo doon ng buong magdamag! Alalahanin niyong isa sa atin ang namatay dahil sa ginawa niya. Pinapaalala lang natin sa kanya ‘yon kasi kinalimutan niya. She seems so happy right now na parang wala lang sa kanya ang buhay ni Shaye! Nanggigigil ako sa tuwing nakikita siyang masaya kasama ang mga kaibigan niya.” Bumalik ako sa loob ng café at agad na hinubad ang apron na suot ko. “Neo, palinis no’ng sa table— Saan ka? Uuwi ka na? Paano ako dito? Huy!” “Saglit lang ako, Dianne.” “Neo, sandali!” Hindi na ako nagpapigil pa kay Dianne at agad na akong tumakbo papuntang school. Bukas pa ang gate pero agad akong hinarangan

I squeaked. I truly felt sorry. I hadn't orchestrated the baby-switching incident, but I did reap the benefits. Rhianne appeared last and immediately spoke up. "That's okay, as long as you're back. I've been so worried these past few days! It's Ives and Jeff's fault; I even told them to look for you." Over the past few days, she had been scrambling to learn how to play the role of a proper heiress. Anyhow, years of malnutrition had left her looking out of place.

I cried out in despair, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was wrong! I realize my mistake now! Please, just let my parents go." At that moment, Xander was suddenly shoved aside. A cold, sharp voice echoed above my head. "No, you're not the one at fault. They are." A black umbrella appeared over my head. Then, a soft, floral fragrance drifted toward me, and a handkerchief gently wiped the dirt from my face. As I looked up, a stunningly beautiful face came into view. For a moment, I forgot to cry. It was Stella Lawson, the current head of Lawson Group. She was Elian Lawson's illegitimate daughter and had always been looked down upon by the Lawsons.