Novel & Cerita Broken Vow Sophie Lark

Lucas was crying loudly now, his power flaring wildly. Through the haze, I saw the Devourer’s form rising higher, ready to deliver the coup de grace. Sophie’s POV The bond was threatening to snap again. I could feel Damon slipping away, his presence fading from my mind. “No,” I whispered fiercely. “You don’t get to leave us.”

“I have nowhere else! You can’t do this! Please!” Zane moved behind us, looming in the doorway, arms crossed, his expression unreadable but his presence terrifying. “She’s staying gone. Permanently. That’s final.” Sophie’s grip tightened, dragging me along with merciless efficiency. My knees scraped against the hardwood floor. I clawed at her arms, trying to stop her. “No! I’m your cousin! I trusted you! I loved you! You can’t do this! Stop!” “You should’ve thought about that before betraying everyone,” Sophie said, her voice smooth, deadly. “Now, you’re going to leave.”

she whispered. "It’s just enough time to learn how to be a person again," William replied. He stepped closer, pulling her into a quiet, desperate embrace. "We’ve spent ten years talking through glass and ciphers. We’ve been characters in a novel of our own making. But today, the book is closed. This isn't a chapter. This is just... life." They stood there for a long time, held together by the gravity of everything they had survived. The betrayal, the prison walls, the corporate wars, and the shadows of their parents were all gone, replaced by the simple, terrifying reality of a blank page.

“I have a duty.” Beta Kingsley studied her, eyes narrowing. “You’re also my daughter.” Sophie exhaled. “Would you tell me if I was a match?” “I’d beg you to think carefully.” He reached for her hand, callused fingers warm. But Sophie pulled back. That night, alone in her chambers, she lit a candle and removed her blouse. She stared at the faded surgical scar on her flank. Long. Jagged. Still tender in the cold. Three years ago. The same day Dylan fell from the cliff.

Breaking her legs was from her past life, and he knew. Apparently, he had been reborn, too. That was why he could pull her out of harm's way just in time when the truck came, changing the outcome of her past life. "So, you're reborn, too?" she asked. He sighed, but his expression didn't soften. "This time, let's both move on." He turned to leave without another word. That night, Lillian walked home alone. When she tried her fingerprint to unlock the door, it failed.

The fucker! “Landon!” I called angrily. Was he trying to reset my life? Confiscating my phone so that I would lose contact with everyone I've ever known all these years of building my career and handing me this fancy toy, hoping I'd worship at his feet, singing his praises! My hand instantly grabbed the phone, and before I could register my actions, the phone went flying across the room; it collided with the mirror and shattered. Nora gasped, shocked! “My lady!”

The voices stopped for a moment, and I heard Sophia speak up again. “You! You ruined my life!! Liam wants nothing to do with me anymore and you didn’t even take him back! You just had to go off and run away with the Lycan King, you werewolf whore!” Suddenly, I was knocked back as Sophia tackled me, flailing her arms around, pounding on me with her closed fists. I stayed still, my expression unchanging. If she wanted to make my life any worse than it already was, she couldn’t. She was the last of my worries right now.