Real Sofia The First Amulet Novels & Stories

Seraphina shrieked, her face contorting in terror as she saw Sofia’s hands move. Sofia didn't reach for the Dark Heartstone. She reached for herself. She plunged her crystalline fingers into the center of her own chest, right into the fracture she had sustained earlier. The sound was like a mountain splitting apart. Indigo blood sprayed across the obsidian floor, vaporizing instantly into sapphire mist. "Sofia! No!" Nomo screamed, reaching out as the light from her chest became blinding. "I am not... a Sovereign!" Sofia roared, her face twisting in an agony that no goddess should be able to feel. "I am a Montague kitchen maid! And I quit!"

ALARIC'S POV The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the room. I watched Sofia stir beside me, her breathing even, her features calm for the first time since this chaos began. She looked fragile, yet there was an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that stirred something primal within me. My mate. The word still sent ripples of emotion through me—protectiveness, desire, and something deeper I wasn’t ready to name.

I asked, confused, or had Noah made a mistake? “Oh! This is her home and I am her best friend,” she answered. “Is Sofiya home?”I asked. She nodded and then called out, “Someone wants to see you,” Sofeya came to the door and once she saw me all the blood ran out of her face as if she had seen a ghost. “Is everything alright?”Her friend asked, seeing Sofiya’s reaction. “Uh.., I did…” she stammered, “I was not expecting you to come see me,”

Queen mused with a chuckle “ That's not true, you actually stressed me and aunty out” Sofia mumbled “ Where is Alexis?” I mumbled sitting down “ She dropped few metres to the estate, she said she had something to take care of” Queen said taking a box to me “ I bought you this” Queen muttered and opened the box which emited a ray of sky blue. The bracelet sparkles almost hindering Queen sight “ It looks…breathtaking, right?” Queen asked Sofia “ Yes, it does look breathtaking” Sofia replied with a low groan.

Sofia said "You mean it?" "Of course,I should know my baby's girlfriend" "Then I will show you his picture first" "Okay" They both sat down while Alice scroll through her phone,, Sofia's eyes suddenly went to the necklace around her neck "Rose,,," She called and Rose looked up Sofia touched the necklace "Where did,,,you get these?" Sofia asked "Oh this,,it's actually mine,,along with this bracelet" Rose smiled showing her the bracelet also "Where did you get it from?" Sofia asked

I explained to Sonia what had happened and she sighed with her hand over her face. "Of course, you don't lie to me, you only withhold. I believe you but one thing you must understand is that Sofia did not leave because of that" "Did you listen to a word I said? She caught--" "Sofia is the Mafia Princess" Sonia suddenly interrupted me and my eyes dimmed in confusion, "What? What's that supposed to mean?" My runner looked me in the eyes and whispered, "Sofia is the long-lost Di Marco Princess"

“I gotta go, Damien.” His grin was audible through the phone. “Get that shit done.” When Sofia stepped out of the bathroom, she was dressed in a dark blue sundress, a gold necklace around her neck. Her hair was in soft curls, and she looked ready for the runway, not an average day. She ran her fingers through her hair and shifted her gaze to look at me. “Morning.”

No handle, no sigil — only the faint shimmer of something alive behind it. He pressed his hand to the surface. The shadows shuddered at his touch. > Authorization denied, whispered the Vault. Access restricted to the First Councilor. “I am acting on her authority,” Soreth murmured. > Lie detected. He smiled faintly. “Then you remember me.” A pause — then the faint impression of laughter, dry and metallic. The glass rippled, recognizing his signature. Soreth of the Seventh Blade. Former Keeper of the Threshold. > Your record was erased.

I murmur, almost begging for an answer that makes sense. His lips brush my ear as he replies: “Everything. But we can start with your body, baby.” A violent shiver runs down my skin as his hands slide over my shoulders, firm, possessive. I tremble. He tilts his head, and his lips find my neck, spreading heat and danger. “Did you accept my deal?” he asks against my skin. “What deal?” my voice falters. He chuckles softly, biting the curve of my neck. “Keep being mine away from everyone, and no one will ever know about us, Sofia.”