Five Years Of Ashes Sophia Grayson Novels & Stories

Alessia butts in and he scoffed. "You guys know too much about me" "I want to see changes"Enea added before leaving the room with Alessia. Gray ruffled his hair before walking to Sophia, He dropped to a crouch in front of her and stared at her, Admiringly fiddling the engagement ring. She's still the same Sophia he took in years ago, She is always flushed around him, Things has gotten better between them for the past years but ever since she started experiencing pains lately, Gray felt guilty for putting her in such condition.

A surprised gasp falls from my lips, I almost fall back, but Jax pulls me back into him, and I couldn't help but relax in his touch. Though it was cold, it soothed the heat prickling under my skin. My lips brushed his shoulder, I felt the sparks run across my bottom lip at the intimate accidental contact, and unable to pull away. "Grayson, stop being an asshole," that was Sophia, she didn't seem affected by the dangerous demeanour seeping from Jax, neither did Grayson. She sounds almost… bored? "It's been four centuries, and that's the first thing you say to me, little sister?" He chuckles, "you wound me."

A doctor rushed to the window, shouting, “Emergency! We need a team now!” I glanced over briefly. It was Asher and Sophia—together even in death. Five years of my life, wasted, left to rot in a puddle of mud. Still, I didn’t feel cheated. In the end, Asher got exactly what he deserved: nothing.

With Grace in a comatose state, any escape would be fraught with danger—hospital expenses would inevitably lead Asher right to them. It was then that Sophia made a decision. Until Grace woke up, she would do everything in her power to distract Asher from his vengeful quest against them. She had managed to keep him occupied for a while, but she knew it wouldn’t last forever. Days turned into an agonizing blur of uncertainty as Sophia navigated the treacherous waters of life with Asher. She played the role of the dutiful wife while secretly plotting their escape. Each day was a delicate balancing act—she had to keep him from suspecting anything while remaining strong for Grace.

"You think that I am bitter enough to…to end your father's life just to get to you?" I stood my ground. I wasn't going to let her emotions make me waver for any reason. "I am only here to find out the truth." "I didn't do it, Asher." She tried to reach out to me, but I pulled my right arm backwards instinctively. Her left arm paused midair as she watched me move backwards. Sophia sunk her teeth deep into her lower lip, before pulling her arm back to herself. "Asparagna's nectar is a bluish green fluorescent substance everyone is familiar with." She started to speak, and I nodded in agreement.

“Savannah? What happened?” I take a deep breath. Ryker never calls me Savannah. I know he's trying to be there for me, but our lives have changed so much since we last saw each other. I try to think of how to explain the past decade. I know there is no real answer. He will never understand, not only that, but he will pity me. The last thing I want is to feel his pity. I've been through so much, and while my past may be dark, I've come out of it a survivor. I don’t want to be that eight year old girl that relied on others for her future. That girl died in the fire.

“Sooo…how bad was it? Like, there was a shootout? Or you know, just some wrestling in the middle of the floor? Maybe a bitch-slap? Maybe two?” “I wish.” “For the bitch slap? I can do that for you.” I sighed into the phone. “Shut up, Damien.” “If I did, this would be a really boring conversation. I’d just have to sit here and listen to you stewing all night long. No thanks. So tell me what happened.” “Not much to say. Ash wants nothing to do with me. That’s the bottom line.” “And Sofia had no pull?” “No. She cast her spell, but it didn’t work.”

“I could crawl into the mind of anyone I feel like, just as I did you, but I'm limited to yours, though.” “Thank goodness,” She said with a long sigh, “Well,” She continued, “The first time you got into my mind, it was horrifying…I don't want to talk about that else my view of you will change.” My eyes narrowed, “You mean when I came to you in the form of ash?” “Yeah, that one. How did you pull that up?” She asked,d flinging her hands in the air; she winced a little, bringing her arm down slowly. “The injected area still burns.”

He got hold of the only gas mask and handed it to Leia. “Dad, please save Miss Leia first, she’s not well. Mom can wait for the other firefighters.” Tears streamed down my face, and I wore a bitter smile. I raised the medicine bottle in my hand and said, "My medicine’s almost out. I won’t be able to hold out much longer in this smoke." On the exact same day seven years ago, I had suffered from severe complications during childbirth; I was on the verge of death. I had grabbed Williams’s hand and asked him to save the baby at all costs before blacking out.