Aviva Sofia Hot Novels & Stories

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

I ran straight to the border between the royal territory and the northern pack. Shit, what kind of spell is Arya Lavista casting on me, I've never been this irrational in my life! Focus Jacob, Focus. I needed control. The patrol started their rounds and I hid in the bushes, I didn't know what I was hoping to find by coming here, maybe remnants of her smell that was driving me crazy. After a few hours, I went back to the pack, I went to my penthouse where images of my mate taunted me. "Hi," I heard a sultry voice, Sofia. Sofia is a colleague at work and we sleep together, there are no emotions involved. She drops down the coat she is wearing, leaving her bare to me yet I feel nothing towards

Yes, Avy used to like that. I nodded. "By Sofia Haering?" She's a famous singer who lives in House Nyra's territory. "Yes. I'll give you some time to prepare," she turned to someone behind me, "bring her a bottle of water!" Two minutes after that, the maid came with two glasses of cold water and handed me them.

“So what are you doing for today?” Sofia asked “I am guessing I look fine” she posed in front of the mirror in Audriana’s bathroom. “You always look good girl, Those skinny jeans look great for your bum” Audriana complimented. “Thank you” Sofia bent a bit and put her hand on her knee then did a little twerk “I know I have a great ass” she giggled. Audriana walked up to her whilst giggling, and slapped her ass lightly “Yes baby girl, show them who’s slaying”

Riya agreed. ~.~.~.~.~.~.~ "I honestly don't know what to wear, Riya" Sofia looke at herself int her room mirror. "My love, we are in las vegas, city of sin, drinks, sex, games, parties, money, free love, actually i don't know, wear something comfortable." Sofia laughed and turned to her suitcase. "You don't help, don't you? What about something sexy? For both of us."

I’m this close to losing my mind from the constant case of blue balls I’ve had to get rid of under cold showers. Now, don’t get me wrong. I love my kids and I wouldn’t trade them for anything, even if it means I get to sleep less. My daughter, Sofia, is the prettiest baby I’ve ever seen, and I’m not being biased just because she’s mine. Her hair is as thick as mine; black and lustrous. Luis wasn’t left out. The children took my family’s hair gene, but facially, Sofia’s all Zara, and her brother has our combined features.

Ava said "She didn't frame you, Ava. We all know you did this. Everyone in the kingdom knows my brother would never assault anyone. "I have a way to prove that I am telling the truth and you framed him," Sof said and Ava looked at Sofia. "Did you falsely accuse my mate of trying to rape you?" Sofia asked her in my queen command "Yes," Ava said, and everyone gasped "Why did you do it?" "Because I wanted to break you two apart," Ava replied "Do you know who called the werewolf council?" Sof asked "Yes," Ava said. "Who was it" Sofia asked "Queen Gina," Ava said and that caught my atttention

So instead of lashing out, she did something far more effective. Sofia let a radiant smile spread across her face, one filled with nothing but warmth and confidence. “Thank you, Ava, for all the help,” she said sweetly, her voice steady and unbothered. “Good night, then.” Ava blinked, clearly taken aback by Sofia’s unexpected reaction. For a brief moment, her mask of smugness slipped, and that small victory pleased Sofia more than anything else. Without waiting for Ava to recover, Sofia turned and walked away, her posture composed and graceful.

“You’re a good kisser. I like that, too.” Maya blinked, dizzy. “You—uh. You’re good at it, too.” Her voice was barely a rasp. Sofia stroked her cheek, then trailed a finger down Maya’s throat, to the hollow above her collarbone. “Do you want more?” she asked. Maya hesitated, then nodded. Sofia smiled, then turned to me. “And you?” she asked. “Do you want more, Ava?” My mouth was so dry I could barely answer. “Yes,” I said, the word so soft I almost didn’t recognize it.

Then they spotted him. Red. "How did you know he'd be here?" Cathy asked in amazement. Sofia flipped her hair dramatically. "Because he loves being wherever I am." Red looked at her as though she'd lost her mind. "You think you're that special?" He crushed his cigarette beneath his shoe. "Don't get your hopes up." "I may not be special," Sofia replied with a grin, "but you can't help yourself." Red rolled his eyes. "Anyway," Sofia continued, "we need your help reaching Ava."