Myne Sophia Shield Hero Novels & Stories

“And he will choose.” “I already did,” Maya wheezed. “I chose to protect him.” “Yes,” Sophia said. “You did. And it nearly destroyed him.” Adrian choked on disbelief. “Don’t twist this—” Sophia raised a finger, silencing him with a gesture eerily similar to Maya’s—but sharpened, polished, artificial. “I am not twisting anything. I am stating logic.” She stepped closer, hands clasped behind her back—a posture too neat to belong to someone human. “You have spent your entire life sprinting into danger to save her. You’d burn the world for her. And Sovereign saw that.”

Every step closer pushed them toward the observation room, toward the children Sophia refused to leave behind. “We can’t hold this spot forever,” Elise hissed, reloading. “No,” Sophia agreed, jaw tightening, “but we don’t have to.” She pulled a flash charge from her harness—one of Reyes’s supplies—and primed it. “Cover me.” Elise laid down suppressing fire as Sophia whipped the charge around the corner. It hit the floor near the guards’ feet. One shouted. Then the world went white. Sophia didn’t wait. She surged forward as the flashbang detonated, blinding the remaining guards. Her boots hit the floor hard, her weapon already raised. Two controlled shots took down the first shield-man. Elise

Shouldn't there be guards, alarms, something, anything? She turns to face me, a wicked smile on her lips. "What are you doing?" I ask her, looking around the room for something I can use. A weapon. Sophia's in athletic clothes. Tight running top, yoga pants, and sneakers. She's got a hat on, pulled down low over her face, and her hair is piled on her head, hidden under the cap. She comes closer, hands balled into fists. "Do you have any idea what's going to happen now?" she asks, speaking quietly. "Now that they're dead? Now that your piece-of-shit husband is going to win the war?"

It was a gesture of sincerity, of offering something real. “When I acted jealous about your friend or made those comments, it was never about Clara. It was about you. It was about how you caused a feeling in me—a real, powerful, dangerous feeling—that Clara never could. And I hated it, because I hated being out of control.” Sophia’s expression was a mix of confusion, shock, and dawning clarity. “You mean… all that time, she was just… an image?” she asked softly. “A shield,” I corrected. “A beautiful, perfect shield against the truth. And you… you are the one who walked in and threw the shield away.”

For a weak spot, the shield was pretty holding up— “False alarm,” whispered Hera. As another bullet pierced through one of the warrior’s skull, the part where they were mostly pounding cracked with a resounding crunch, and Hera had to move back when a small fragment of the shield plummeted toward her she barely escaped it, though she was mildly interested what would happen if it pierced through her skin. “Back out a little, guys. The shield might be invisible, but if it’s destroyed, it becomes a lethal glass that destroy anyone who’s pierced by it from within.”

Everyone from the pack started helping us in breaking the shield to save Liam but this fucking shield! "No matter how hard you all try, none of you will be able to break my magic and you will all see your pathetic alpha dying in front of your eyes!" Sophia yelled. Her words felt true as we couldn't do anything to help Liam except for hitting the shield over and again, and my heart started to sink... Liam... My best friend... My alpha... He... He was burning to death in front of me! I was mind linking Liam, telling him to try to jump out of the fire when suddenly a roar reached my ears and my head turned to my right. What the... A giant... Silver Wolf?

Sophia froze, her entire body going rigid, her hands curled into fists against her lap. Her expression? Blank. Too controlled. Too carefully put together. And I hated it. Because I had seen Sophia angry. I had seen her furious, spitting words like fire, standing her ground like a warrior who refused to fall. But this? This was different. This was her shielding herself. This was her protecting the part of herself she didn’t let anyone see. The part that had been hurt too many times before. I wasn’t about to let that happen again. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

That could be extremely useful. Dani Westwood was newly shifted last year and could manipulate water down to the water particles in the air. She could freeze or heat it. Taylor Pine was a warrior who could create energy shields which could be used to protect someone or to detain someone. The only weakness it had was heat. High heat would cause it to disintegrate. “The three of them offered their gifts. Both Soriah and Dani’s parents backed their decision to help if need be. Neither of those two would need to be directly in the middle of the fight,” Apollo said.

On the surface, Sovereign Industries still existed, but its core had been gutted by Hayley. With luck on her side, Hayley kept collecting one reward after another from the system. Ding! [Personal Renown Gift Pack unlocked. Congratulations! You've received: Full-Territory Shield x1.] As the final reward was unlocked, Hayley felt something invisible settle over her base. [Full-Territory Shield: Covers the entire territory and passively blocks one instance of any form of damage to the base.] She read through the details, a smile forming on her face. Sure, with all her current defense systems, she could already hold off Ascendant Creed, and the shield was only a one-time use. It didn't seem that

Sophia, unaccustomed to this kind of violence, stumbled back, but I knew she would be safe behind me. The battle was intense, with snarls and roars filling the air as we clashed with the enemy. I could feel my muscles straining as I fought tooth and nail to protect Sophia and take down the attackers. Just as I thought we had the upper hand, a sharp pain sliced through my side. One of the werewolves had managed to land a deep gash with their claws. I gritted my teeth, pushing through the pain and fighting on. But it was Sophia who turned the tide of the battle. She had always been quick-witted and resourceful, and in that moment, she proved it once again. With a flick of her wrist, she produc