Cedric Sofia The First Novels & Stories

" Sofie? My entire body trembled. Unable to move under the bodyguards' restraint, I could only lift my head helplessly and glare at Celine. That small child, who used to call me "Daddy" in her sweet, childish voice, had lost both her hands and had to spend the remainder of her living moments in agony. Yet now, even her severed hands were being used by Celine as a tool to humiliate me. "Celine, you don't deserve to be Sofie's mother. You're not even fit to be called a human…" My voice was hoarse, and I tasted blood in my mouth. Celine scoffed, as if she had just heard the funniest joke. "Whether I'm a human or a demon, wasn't all of it something you, Justin, personally chose?"

“Hey—” Sofia grinned, her eyes bright with mischief. “I’ve got the perfect way for you to go to France with Professor Daddy.”

Stefanie and her sister Sofia gradually ran in opposite directions due to the disparity in views and values. Sofia fell in love with the crown prince of the empire. To become his wife, she did not hesitate to betray Stephanie and revealed the hidden places of the survivors to the prince. Cutting ties with Sofia, Stephanie fled from the palace and traversed six empires before leading the last of her people to raise a flag in the Northwest, establishing the first female-ruled empire. This scene was about how Stefanie led the troops. After many years, Sofia has become the Empress Dowager. When they met again, it was time for farewell.

She curtsied in front of me as well as the five ladies behind her. "Your Grace," She murmured. I got a little confused about what is going on though and who she is. I nodded at her in return because she seemed like an important person to storm inside the Emperor's room with a vibrant smile on her face. "I am so honored to have you here. I am Sofia, King Dawson's younger sister and I am so happy to have you in our humble Kingdom!" She exclaimed in a sharp tone, giggling. She must be my age or a little younger than me, "And I want to thank you for the wonderful hospitality your brother showed us, lady Sofia." I answered in an awkward tone. Cecil and I looked at each other, not knowing what to

Queen rasped while Amelia, Alexis and Jace watched them in shock I just watching the reunion as if I have nothing to do with it. “ But why are you here –in this house, that is what I am asking you” Sofia said “ Well that is my dad” Queen rasped pointing at me. “ And my favourite uncle” She mumbled pointing at Jace “ What!!, you have a child” Amelia muttered with wide eyes. “ Are you the wife, my dad's wife” Queen asked Sofia. “ Yes” Jace mumbled “ Yahh!!!!, I have a pretty and nice looking mummy already” Queen mused with a smile before coming to give me a hug. According to her that's a good job hug

Sofia silently looked him over from top to bottom with a disdainful expression. He was quite handsome, exuding youthful exuberance. Unfortunately, it's a plonker! She ignored him and walked passed Xavier. Xavier’s charming smile was suddenly awkward. It was the first time he had been ignored by a girl like that! Xavier felt that his own charm had been challenged, so he continued to follow her undeterred. "My name is Xavier Munoz, what's yours?" "Get out of my way!" Sofia slanted a glance at him, somewhat enraged.

Your Majesty, I thought you might like to meet this lady," Elder Aldcirus came in with a smile. The woman behind him stepped forward. As she removed her hood, revealing her face, everyone present was taken aback. "I am Sofia, the new head of the witch clan. Alpha Wyatt, I'm here for a better future"

To his right stood his wife, Victoria, with raven-black hair braided perfectly on her head, and her expression unreadable. "Welcome," Alpha Daniel spoke, deep and commanding. "Sofia Hayes. Daughter of Caroline Hayes. The Moon Goddess has chosen you mate to my son, Adrian Wolfe. Tonight, the bond shall be honored." Sofia managed to lower her head in grace; I felt her tremble. And then the grand doors at the far end of the hall opened. With measured grace, he strode into view: tall. Broad-shouldered. Light brown hair glinting in the golden glow of chandeliers. Blue eyes scanned the room with calm authority.

"Speak up! Cedric, you bastard. Do you realize Sophie is still carrying your child?!" Jeanna's outcry pierced through Cedric's daze. He seized her wrist, his voice strained with disbelief. "Repeat what you just said!" "What's the point? Sophie never had an abortion, and your child is still in her womb. She was supposed to leave today and find peace somewhere else, awaiting the child's birth. But you've ruined everything! "Cedric! Just die already!" Jeanna's eyes blazed with rage, her wrist nearly breaking under his grip. Despite his hold, she pushed against him, longing to thrust him into the sea to join Sophie in death.

The patient, Sofia, stood up and declared, "You see, your child is not a bastard child but a true-born and also your heir, not any child who was born due to street hustle." I stared hard at Sofia, furrowing my brow. "What are you saying to me, Sofia?" I replied coldly, expressionlessly. Sofia was red-faced with anger, but she was controlled. "I am saying to you that my child, our child, is the rightful heir to the throne. Not a bastard child conceived out of wedlock." I winced at the sound of her voice, but I tried to keep my cool. "Sofia, we'll talk about this later. Let's just be thankful that our son is here, and he is well."