Aviva Sofia Hot Novels & Stories

Hi, I'm Sofia" she replied, her voice soft and melodic. They talked for a while, and he learned that she was from Italy and was on vacation in Bali. They talked about their favorite books and shared stories about their travels. He felt a connection with her that he hadn't felt in a long time but of course it was nothing close to what he had for Ava. He later discovered that she was a healer and that instantly explained to him why he was attracted to her. He needed healing and she was the healer but he didn't know how the healing was to take place so instead they ended up talking for hours, until it was time for her to go.

I sipped my wine thinking about the newly met girl Sofia. Sophia Costantinovich.  𝙎𝙤𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝘾𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙝  She captivated me. Luca knows it. Her innocent eyes, evoked something beastly inside me. An urge to see her. . ............. ...................................

Ava said and that caught my atttention "Why did she call. Are you helping her?" Sofia asked "She called to help me break you two apart," Ava said "So, you lied to me when you said your mom was abusing you," Sofia said "Yes," Ava replied "Why did you come here and lie about everything?" sSofia asked "Because I wanted to tear you two apart. I wanted to ruin your relationships with everyone you know so that you would leave this place and go back home with me." "Why would you do that?" Sofia asked

* Ava's POV I let out another sigh feeling irritated, both at myself and at Logan. How could I have mistaken his friend Judah for him. Am I that freaking blind not to see the difference? It's no doubt, his scent was exactly like his but that's not enough reason for me to go fighting Gia like a shameless she wolf on heat. I'm not surprised at my own thoughtless reaction because Sofia has been acting weird all week and there is no doubt she is on heat and want to mate just as badly.

I trained my body for years, cultivated my mind, and above all, hardened my heart not to feel any compassion for Alexander Will Bennett. My name is Ava Smith, I'm twenty-four years old, and I hold a degree in economics. I speak five languages: French, English, Spanish, German, and Italian. Tall, with red hair, blue eyes, and freckles on my face, I possess striking beauty. I am powerful, dangerous, and can have any man I desire eating out of my hand.

Bairn said. “OH MY GOD! AERIAN YOU ARE FUCKING HUGE!” Sofyia squealed. “Hey Sofyia how are you?” I asked. “For the love of the love of the goddess can you please not fucking scream Sofyia.” Niven growled. “That is Luna Sofyia to you.” she retorted.

I stood with my father as Braddock danced with Teresa, I looked around and seen Sofia talking with Ava again and nudged my father, “what’s with Sofia and Ava, it’s like they are planning something?” He chuckled, “Sofia wants to go back with Ava, she wants to rock climb in the mountains, her idea is that since we will be going there when Ava has the baby, that she will return with us,” he shrugs, “I think Charlie and Braddock are actually thinking about letting her go.” I nodded and looked around to find Dimitri was gone and Brooklyn dancing with Lynx, she looks happy, and I guess that’s all that matters right now. I looked at my Dad, “you think they’d miss us if I snatched her up and headed

“Professor Daddy is an outlet. A very, very intense outlet. If you start narrating him as some tragic love story, you’re fucked. And not in the fun way.” She held her hands. “You go to that hotel, you let him wreck you, and you enjoy every second of it. Monogamy is for old people and politicians. You’re still young.” Aria bit her lip as she looked down at the lingerie again. “Now,” Sofia said, eyes glinting. “Let’s have a little fun.” She plucked Aria’s phone from her back pocket before she could react. “Where’s the camera app?” “Sofia, no—” Aria lunged.

Like he was my friend but he was not and he wanted me to know that. “I am Avara Dimitri, and I was abandoned in an orphanage when I was just a child. So no, I do not who my parents are.” I answered already feeling hurt but angry. “Risorto,” He said and the air around me became tense and wild and soon I flew towards him. “Fergil!” André shouted and I closed my eyes when I could hear his voice. If this ma wanted to kill me, could they stop? “Calm down, I can’t hurt her, I’ve told you.” He answered with an eye roll, holding my jaw and dragging me closer. His eyes looked deeply into mine and swallowed when he smiled.