Sofia Carson Wattpad Novels & Stories

sad , which gave me a light bulb idea. She is remembering all her bad times , which means she idles forgetting all the good things in live, all I need to do is remind her. And I know the perfect way. I walk towards the twins office and block out Sofia. I don't what her to hear of my plan and I know she won't see, because she is still to sad to care about anything , so she will just stay in her ball. I reach the boys office door and I just enter. "Knock nex...." William began to say, but stopped when he saw me entering. His eyes shoot up to mine and his eyes fills whit disappointment. I know he hoped that Sophia would be back in control. Grayson stood up from behind his desk and walk toward

But she was in pain, the last thing she needed was to be put in doubt. "She lost her father..." I had Owen rush Austin to the hospital as soon as we got to him, I thought they would be able to help him, that he would survive it and maybe just lose his ability to walk but then we heard tge news that he died. And seeing those many missed calls from Sophia broke me, so I ran to her place, I rushed over as soon as i was able to and no one was there. I had called her and yet I couldn't reach her, and her friend... Now this explains her actions.

" Alexander ignored Roxie and opened his room door. He walked into his room and placed Sofia on the bed. She looked into his eyes to see that they were dark with bloodlust. Without saying a word, he turned around to leave. Her hand reached out to grab him; she was fully aware that if she let him go out there to Roxie, he was going to disfigure her. "Don't try to stop me," he said. "She almost killed you; you can't live with me if you are soft-hearted." Sofia's eyes widened, and she let go of his jacket. She watched him leave the room. She tried hard not to feel bad for Roxie, got off the bed, and went to the shower. After she was done bathing, she checked her phone and went on I*******m. She

Me: Come down the stairs. I hit send, the text simple but commanding. Within moments, the door to the apartment building opened, and Sophia appeared. She stepped out into the snow, her coat wrapped tightly around her as she scanned the street. In just a few days, she had lost a lot of weight. Her delicate face became paler, while her blue eyes became brighter. “Enter the car,” I said coldly,stepping into the car. Sophia obeyed, climbing into the passenger seat and shutting the door behind her. She turned to look at me, her big eyes wide and curious.

"I'll just have to sweet-talk her a little. Besides, with the heir here now, she wouldn't leave me." My fingers, hidden beneath the silk sheets, clenched into a fist. My mind flooded with everything I had given up for him over the years. Carter had probably forgotten who made him the man who runs these streets. Since you love games so much, I'll play a real one with you. The day I walk away, you will all regret it. ... Shrill laughter echoed through the hospital room. Sofia, swinging the latest smartphone in her hand, pointed at the maliciously zoomed-in photo and bent over with laughter.

the first voice admitted, heavy with dread. Silence. Then, a voice I could recognize even in my dreams — Sofia Carson. "I can't fail, guys. My grandma’s going to kill me. We had a deal — she lets me party if I don’t fail any assessments." Her panic was desperate. I knew her voice because I’d noticed her from day one at college — those bouncy brown eyes, the spring-clear amber glint in them, the small face that could make angels jealous. She had two friends whose names I never cared to learn. But Sofia — she pulled me in from the start.

"Or else, be ready to marry some wealthy CEO." "I didn't raise you for free, Sofia." "A useless pawn is one I have no problem discarding. And I mean that." Sofia shivered and nodded in submission. But the moment Calliope walked away, her eyes darkened with seething resentment. "Just wait, Finn," she muttered. "I'll find a way." - And indeed, Sofia found a way to meet Finn. One afternoon, as Finn's car pulled out of the company garage on his way to meet a business partner, Sofia threw caution to the wind and dashed straight into its path.

Small bloody paw prints covered the beige carpet. My heart clenched so tightly, for a moment I was sure I had a heart attack. It ran in our family, after all. I stormed toward Sofia’s bedroom, ripping the door open, then stumbled toward the crib. Sofia lay unmoving and everything in me stilled. In the one second I considered her death, I understood why Serena wanted to kill herself after losing Lorenzo. I wrenched Sofia up so fast, she came awake with an ear-splitting scream. God, it was the most beautiful sound in the world. I clutched her to my chest despite her relentless cries and kissed the top of her head over and over again.

I find it ridiculous that I can’t decide on a damn cake topper from the catalog in front of me. “Can I weigh in?” A sweet voice from my side draws my attention from thoughts. Sofia tagged along with me today, and I’m happy to have her with me. She’s a sweet girl who is so naive. Sofia lives in a bubble and she believes in a fairytale that I want to tell her is real. However, she’s young. Freshly eighteen and totally clueless about the real world. Sofia is another example of the women in the mafia world. Sofia is surprisingly thrilled to have a baby, but she also believes it’s her only purpose. It’s upsetting to me because I realize how easily I could have been her if my father was still aliv

I wasn't crying in pain. I was crying with pride. Me. Sophia Carter. The girl who once sold herself to buy her mother's surgery. The woman who cleaned toilets by day, took notes by night, and raised a brilliant boy on pennies and prayers—I aced a business exam. For the first time in forever, I felt like maybe—just maybe-I could make it. I leaned back, wiped my face, and looked at Ethan asleep in the next room. "I did it, baby," I whispered. "We're going to make it."