Amber From Sofia The First Novels & Stories

” I said and Sofia once again started shaking her head as she tried to free herself from the silver cuts on her wrists. ”No! You can't do this! I will kill you!” The guard dragged her out of my office and before they made it over the threshold I saw Sofia's eyes turn yellow, she was trying to shift, however, it was meaningless, she wouldn't be able to shift with silver, containing her wolf. ”James i will kill her.” Amber said and I looked over to Alex and the others who were standing there, the only two people who weren't mad but looked rather confused, were Natasha and Sebastian.

"Like my wife said, we're happy to be here and are very grateful to be welcomed in such a good manner. As most of you know, I am Basha Siromani, and this is our daughter, Annabelle Ameera Siromani." Annabelle looked sort of annoyed when her dad called her Ameera but she covered it immediately. I wondered why, Ameera is a cute name. That was when I was able to take a good look at her. To say she looked stunning would be an understatement. Unlike the other girls, she wore something simple. It was just a plain navy blue dress that reached her ankles. Her jewelry wasn't shiny and she didn't have her glasses on. Annabelle gave a small wave and smiled after her dad introduced her.

On the other side of the room, Sofia and Vivenne watched the display. “Ugh, look at that bitch. Red? Seriously? She really thinks she can pull off red,” Sofia scoffed, stuffing her face with a piece of sushi. “Actually, I think she can,” Vivenne mused. No one could deny that Amelia was stunning. And after everything they’d been through, Vivenne decided, in that moment, that it was time to let it all go.

Vega added. " Have you seen the First founder?" Amaria inquired. " No one has come in contact with the First Founder, so I'm not sure." Vega responded. "Jareth, Evera and I will look for more clues; you guys should return," Vega said. "No, we want to help," Amaria said, folding her arms. "I think you should go back, your friend doesn't look too well,"Jareth said, pointing to Teresa. Her skin had turned completely pale, and she could barely stand.

Sophia took out a phone from his pocket and waved it at her, “Does Brandon know that you speak like this behind his back?” Amber, seeing the phone recording, immediately changed her expression, “Sophia, you recorded this?” As she spoke, she rushed forward to grab the phone. Sophia grabbed her wrist firmly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, “When heaven wants to destroy someone, it first drives them mad. Amber, you should learn to be more low-key. Look at how arrogant you are. Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?” Amber cursed, "Someone like you will definitely face divine retribution. You're a jinx. Anyone who treats you well will meet a bad end.”

She’s three n⁠o⁠w, speaking with a British a‍ccent, absolu‌te‍ly adorable. “H‍i, baby girl! Oh, I’⁠ve missed you!”⁠ Sofia scr​eams fr‌om J‍ame‌s’s arm’s—six months ol‍d, d⁠oe⁠sn’t remem⁠ber me, terrified of th‌is crying strang‌er. “It’s okay, sweeth​eart,” Amar⁠a soothes. “That’s your gra‍ndmother.”

The line went dead. Sofia leaned back against her seat, wiping away her fake tears as a wicked smile spread across her face. “Watch your back, Amelia. Tonight, you burn.” TBC

"Sofia, look at me. Stay with me. The resonance is dropping. If your core goes cold, the sapphire won't just stop flowing—it’ll crystalize in your veins." "Then let it crystalize after the door is down," Sofia hissed, her eyes snapping open. The amber was almost gone, replaced by a dull, flickering sapphire film. She reached out, her fingers clumsy and cold, and grabbed a discarded dagger from the steps. With a grunt of pure, stubborn agony, she dragged the edge across her forearm, adding a fresh gash to the map of sacrifices on her skin. "There. Take it. Coat the battering ram. If that gate doesn't break, Jax and his men are trapped in the kill-zone."

It was a message from Sophia. Sophia: “I know it’s scary, but you’re making the right choice. You’re stronger than you think, Amber. I believe in you.” Amber smiled as she read the message, the familiar warmth of Sophia’s words filling her with a sense of reassurance. She quickly typed a response. Amber: “Thanks, Sophia. I really needed that. I’m going for it.”

Seth said as he snapped at Sofia who was still sitting. “I’m sorry, my name is Sofia Baker and I am twenty-five years old,” Sofia said as she faked a smile at the end of her introduction. “I think I like her already, and she looks vaguely familiar, I guess I only had to hear her speak,” Amelia said as she ran her eyes all over Sofia’s body. “Yes, and she’s pretty also” one of the ladies complimented Sofia just muttered a thank you under her breath, she didn't care if they heard her or not. She just hoped she has nothing to do with drugs and coupling.