New Sofia The First 2024 Novels & Stories

He's searching for his long-lost friend. • Sofia Reeds: This eighteen-year-old girl is the adoptive daughter of the Reeds couple. She has a gentle and loving approach towards most people. She's 166 cm tall (5'5 ft) and weighs 46 kg (102 lbs). MBTI type: ESTP. She's polite and respectful to everyone. Sofia easily makes friends and loves to assist Nathan during his dance practice. Favorite color: Cyan. Zodiac: Scorpio. She's fun-loving in nature. The girl always thinks of her actual family and the reasons, they left her behind. She considers Scarlet as her sister rather than a friend. Her short height never stops her from sticking up for her people. Her easy-going smile seems to pull Timothy i

CHAPTER 2 Sofia's POV Today is the first day of school. I'm kind of excited because I haven't seen my friends and boyfriend all summer, though my boyfriend came to Paris during my mom’s fashion show. I woke up, took a shower and did my little makeup which is just eyeliner and mascara, as I sat in front of the mirror. I don't usually put on makeup during school days, I only put on makeup when I'm going out, not that I need it but I like to feel good about how I look.

Sofia walked toward her, eyes sweeping over her like she was inspecting a purchase. “And who are you?” Sofia asked. Amara straightened her shoulders. “I’m Amara. Mr Wellington’s personal assistant.” Sofia’s lips curled. “Oh,” she said slowly. She glanced at me, like she was amused by the idea then she turned back to Amara and smiled wider. “I’m Sofia,” she said. “His fiancée.” The word hit the room like a gunshot. I turned sharply. “Sofia.” She ignored me. Amara didn’t move, her face didn’t change much.

A full, noisy laugh, all tiny teeth and unreasonable confidence. I power-walked several yards behind them, phone in hand, one earbud in, our group FaceTime open, and my lungs already reminding me that saving Pilates videos in a folder titled Start Next Week did not improve cardiovascular health through intention alone. On-screen, Sofia appeared against the Egyptian desert, wearing a field hat, her dark hair braided and her skin lit by the sun in a way that made her look like an archaeologist in an expensive movie who was about to fall in love with a deeply problematic professor.

“I know you’re in love now and I’m happy for you. I’ve made up my mind to move on and get over my feelings but it’s really difficult for me. So would you help me out?” I looked up to see a line of confusion form between Alessio’s brows. “How can I do that?” he asked, his face devoid of any evidence of what he could be thinking. Sofía took a tiny inch of a step closer. “I want to see how it could have been between us. I’ve spent most of my life wishing you’d see me in a different way so you owe that to me at least.” Then she took in a deep breath and blurted, “I’ve been saving my first kiss for you and I’m eighteen now. Would you grant me my wish?”

His eyes widen and for just a moment, he looks like he's seeing me clearly—really seeing the woman who stands before him instead of the broken creature he expects. "I, Sofia Homes, reject you, Andrew Grafton, as my mate and Alpha." The words ring with finality, carrying a power that makes every wolf in the room step back. Andrew staggers as if struck, his hand going to his chest. "Sofia, wait, you don't understand what you're doing—" "I understand perfectly." I'm already climbing the stairs, my voice carrying back to them. "I'm choosing myself for the first time in three years."

The voice cut through the applause, silencing the room and drawing every gaze to its source. Near the centre of the crowd, Sofia Fontana stepped forward. Her fiery red gown hugged her figure like a second skin, the bold colour reflecting her brash personality. Her dark eyes gleamed with something between triumph and hatred. "You can't get engaged to her," Sofia declared, her voice filled with confidence. "Sofia, what's the meaning of this?" Daisy asked, her voice low. Antonio's grip tightened around the microphone, his knuckles turning white. "What exactly are you implying, Sofia?"

Nikolay teased, entering the house “come on, Yaroslav, Lycan or not, the girl is a beauty” “Nikolay” Aunt Sienna teased, smiling at me. She winked and looked at my blushing malyshka who didn’t know what to respond “ignore my husband, he has been trying to calm Yaroslav down throughout most of the way, I’m Sienna, by the way, but just like everyone else, you will be calling my Aunt Sienna” “Alright” Scarlett said, laughing. “What would she be calling me?” Nikolay teased, crossing his arms over his chest “I feel completely ignored”

“Let’s get the introductions over. I promise you’ll be comfortable here. And safe.” Sofia releases Dax and comes around the car before I’m out. She takes my arm and helps me stand. Once I’m upright, she immediately pulls me in for a large hug. “I’m Sofia, the wife of that good-looking man who escorted you here. The naked imps are our twins, Masey and Jonathan,” she says after releasing me. “I hear you have a baby.” She peers into the car and then runs around the other side and throws open the door. She has Carson in her arms within a few seconds and Spanish bursts from her lips as she hugs him close. It reminds me that she’s having another baby.

Brittany: “Don’t waste your time with me, I will not give him the rejection, I am not rejecting, Jamie. He is mine.” Those words of Sofia had never stopped playing in my head for the past few days. I didn’t know how I managed to leave that pack without spilling the beans, I wanted to tell her that, I was expecting a pup for Jamie but Callaghan stopped me before I could tell her that, and he pulled me out of here, he told me that I shouldn’t knee down in front of anyone, that I am an Alpha female and that Sofia is too heartless and unreasonable to even listen to me, that I should forget about Jamie for now and focus on my pup, that they are more important things to think of them then my feeli