Stories tagged “Sophia D'Soleil”

  • Becoming Sophia (48)

    The oldest was Jared, at 18 he was tall and well built. His skin was tanned from working on the farm, his broad muscled shoulders presenting the epitome of masculinity. He had dark eyes, like his father, and a strong set jaw. His short cropped, wavy ha...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 11 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (49)

    I became very close and comfortable with the Dautry family. I even accompanied Jared to town a couple of times. Jordan came with us, of course, for the sake of propriety, though he always found something to do that left us alone. I wondered if this was...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 11 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (50)

    To my left I saw Jared tense minutely. “What are you doing out today?” the Prince asked cordially. “I am out shopping with my good friend,” I emphasized ‘good’, “Monsieur Jared Dautry.” I did not miss the...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 11 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (51)

    Jared was very quiet for the rest of time we were in town and all the way back to the estate. I could not help but cast glances his way to see what he was feeling, but his expression remained stoic all the while. Even upon arriving, he was silent. Duri...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (52)

    My voice filled the room with an old French melody I’d learned from Jacqueline. It danced along the ceilings, decorating the room with longing as only a favorite sad song can do. I still remember the words… O, ma très chère, ô mon ami, p...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (53)

    My voice must have been loud enough for someone nearby to hear because when I turned away from the fire as my song ended, Jared was standing in the doorway. I jumped, startled out of my reverie at the sight of him. “You have a beautiful voice, Ma...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (54)

    I stood there, mouth agape like a stunned fish, not sure what to say. “What?” How could Jared think I had my eye set for the Prince? “Oh come now, Marina!” Jared was raising his voice a little now and, though I would never say i...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (55)

    His arms, outstretched in a frantic gesture to emphasize words I was hardly listening to by then, I knew could hit me harder than Adelind or Cristyne ever could have…but I knew he wouldn’t. I had the strange feeling that he should be embrac...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (56)

    “Maybe what?” I prompted quietly when he didn’t continue. He looked into my eyes, as if seeing me truly for the first time before a foreign sadness overcame his expression. “Maybe you would want to…stay,” He finished...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (57)

    My words were dangerous and skated on impropriety, but in the face of temptation I was willing to throw such strict codes of behaviour out the window. Jared tried to mask his emotions, but I saw the corner of his mouth turn up ever so slightly in respo...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (58)

    I inhaled deeply, his musk ensnaring my senses so that my eyelids fluttered closed. Our bodies were pressed together hotly and, even under the pressure from my corsets, I felt my nipples harden with arousal. “Damn it to hell,” I heard Jared...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (59)

    At first I didn’t notice they were there. I hadn’t heard the door open and, from the feel of it, neither had Jared. Jared and I actually only stopped kissing because we needed air in our lungs. My eyes remained closed as our panting breaths...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (60)

    “Long enough,” Tim tried cryptically, but his brother ruined it by saying, “Since you started kissing her!” I flushed bright red in embarrassment. “I never knew you to be so vocal, Jared!” Michael teased, running his...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (61)

    Jared and Timothy were engaged in a fierce staring match, neither one willing to back down. Jared was glaring daggers at his brother who managed only to smirk. “You will not tell anyone of this,” Jared commanded in a low voice that would ha...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (62)

    “So, Marina, how’s our older brother? Do we have something to be proud of finally?” I knew they were teasing him, but it was becoming quite annoying! Besides helping the farmhands every day in the morning and learning the business of ...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (63)

    I woke myself early the next morning to wash my hair. It had so much powder in it, my arms got tired mid-wash. One of the serving girls offered to help me, but I was used to doing it myself. I had lowered the neck of my sleeping gown off my shoulders t...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (64)

    I made to draw the towel around me to cover myself, but it was all twisted up from how it had been in my hair. It felt like an eternity of embarrassment before I finally got my chest completely covered. My face burned crimson. “Excuse me,” I breath...

  • Becoming Sophia (65)

    I didn’t mean to be impolite, but surely if Georgette had known me before, I would remember her. “Of course you don’t, you were far too young. Once your father fell ill, bless him, the parties dwindled to none. We could only come every other year...

  • Becoming Sophia (66)

    “I couldn’t let Margarete keep it. It was the last thing I had of her,” I said softly. Georgette didn’t say anything, but she squeezed my knee and smiled. “I don’t know why I kept it, honestly. I could never wear something so ornate.” I g...

  • Becoming Sophia (67)

    We spent my birthday in the marketplace. Georgette bought me silly things; hair combs and perfume. At length, while we browsed I saw a shoemaker and went into his shop. I found the most beautiful pair of silver shoes; they were perfect! I stared longin...

  • Becoming Sophia (68)

    “Oh, Marina, don’t be coy. I know those eyes. Those are the eyes Jordan used to give me.” “Used to?” I raised my eyebrow at her. “Don’t change the subject.” “What subject?" “Marina, I know what is going on between you two. I’...

  • Becoming Sophia (69)

    That night Georgette did not help in the kitchen as usual, leaving it instead to the servants. She spent the entire afternoon pampering me. I wasn’t sure how to feel having someone wait on me after waiting on my stepsisters for so many years, but...

  • Becoming Sophia (70)

    “I can’t go to the ball! I’m hardly of age!” “You’re fifteen, are you not?” “Well yes… but what would I wear?” Georgette grinned ruefully and told me to wait just a minute. She left for a few ...

  • Becoming Sophia (71)

    Georgette rimmed my eyes with dark kohl and rubbed some rouge on my lips and cheeks. She piled my hair on top of my head, leaving little waves hanging out near the back. I could never have done it myself and I told her this, but she only laughed. ̶...

  • Becoming Sophia (72)

    The necklace Georgette held in her hands was more extravagant than anything I had ever worn. It was comprised of small diamonds laced into a sterling silver setting that appeared as flowered vines. She turned me around and settled the necklace perfectl...