Sofia Carson Age Novels & Stories

The soft lamp beside her cast warm light over her features, making her look almost untouched by the darkness swallowing this place whole. Too innocent for our world. And somehow dangerous because of it. I took a slow sip of whiskey and grimaced at the burn. My reflection stared back faintly from the dark screens around me. Thirty-four years old. Gray already streaking through my black hair. Eyes that looked twenty years older than they should have. Sofia used to tease me about the gray hairs. “You’re going to be a silver fox by thirty-five,” she’d laugh while pulling at my tie before work.

At this moment, Sara was very happy to smell the fragrant soap with the scent of osmanthus and jasmine. Lucía thought more, mentioned the name Selena, her son Antonio immediately looked at the scented soap in Sara's hand. It's just that Selena is still so young, she is only twelve years old, less than thirteen. Antonio was five years older, so he would have to wait at least four more years, four years after Antonio was already in his twenties and children born at his age could already walk. In other words, his family can't wait for Selena to grow up.

I would message him back later, because I wasn’t in the mood to speak to him right now. It was time to flick through I*******m memes for two hours before Bruce came home. I had nothing better to do, and I wasn’t tired enough to go to sleep yet. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Sofia Martinez. I'm 28 years old… And you could say that I'm bored of my life.

Coraline I tried to keep the shock from showing on my face after looking at my phone to translate her words but wasn’t sure I was completely successful. This was Sofía? The eighteen-year old sweet girl that Alessio’s dad had tried to set him up with? I mean, she actually seemed sweet and all but she definitely didn’t look eighteen in the slightest. I had been picturing someone with a lot less boobs and a lot less hips. Even her face looked like she had a filter on. She was that flawless.

Sleeping when exhaustion demanded it. But the fear in Sofia’s voice cut through my numbness. “Where is she?” “Her room. Please, you have to help. I don’t know what to do.” I followed Sofia out into the hallway, my bare feet silent on the wooden floors. Carmen was one of the younger girls…maybe twelve or thirteen. Small, quiet, with dark curls and eyes that had already seen too much. We reached her room, and I could hear her before I saw her…small, pained whimpers.

I guess at some point, I couldn't hear my inner thoughts any longer, due to Harrieth's scream. Everywhere was chaotic for a while. Everyone was so excited to see him. I was happy, the family was complete again. After like 10 long minutes of excitement and screams, mom drew everyone's attention to someone they all didn't seem to notice. "Luca, is she the one?" She walked towards Sofiah with a smile. It was only in a rare case, that one would look at Sofiah, without thinking of how beautiful she was. Sofiah would probably be in her late thirties or early fourties, but still had the body of a 28 year old.

"What's date today?" "December 21st!" Charisha boomed.. "Oh, So, I'm just gone for like days?" She ask curiously "Pumpkin," Mike started but I cut him off. "Baby, Sofia is already one year old, she was born the day Aleck took over you" I said in a low voice, I'm being emotional and so the others, I felt Cailly stiffen.

Her lashes were also very long. She and Sofia like to squabble a lot in the hostel, but she is still funny and friendly. And she's in her second year of college, and I don't know much about her background because she doesn't talk much about herself. Sofia is a twenty-three-year-old lady. She's such a sweetheart, but she can also be a bitchy at times. She's so easy to accept and dates whoever is handsome, and then she comes back crying because they broke her heart or cheated on her. She promises herself that she will not fall in love, but then she breaks her promise and falls for the same trick again. Even when her ex calls and says he wants her back, she immediately agrees and is probably in

Sofia's Pov My eyelids were heavy and so was my heart, I couldn't believe my father would do such a thing to me. I'm not even ready for marriage yet, I'm only twenty years old and he sold me off to a man far older than me. My little brother Carl held onto my white wedding dress, “Sofia, is today your wedding day?” He asked curiously and I gave him a bitter smile, the thought of leaving him behind makes my heart ache and I know my father wouldn't care for him like I do.

Rose chuckled. “You know, I really miss the good old days, and sometimes I wonder why I and my aunt would be age-mates,” Rose laughed, and Sofia joined her. “I think you forgot to add the part that you are also a week older than me,” Sofia added, and they both burst out in laughter again. “Well, you wouldn’t blame my mom. She gave birth at an early age of 14 after being raped. Then, 20 years later, she got married and became pregnant with me”