Sofia Cedric Novels & Stories

Sofia wanted to ask more, but Yvonne pulled her aside. Yvonne had already guessed that Macy had some interactions with Cedric. "Over the years, Cedric has made advances, but I've had to keep up appearances for your safety," Macy explained, blushing. Sofia's eyes widened, her face reddening with shame, occasionally glancing at Kiran. Kiran didn’t judge or look down on Macy. Considering her position against someone like Cedric, she had little resistance. It was commendable that she had maintained her integrity.

“Veronica is coming.” ‘So that is her name... Veronica.’ Felix thought to himself, he did not felt the slightest of fear and worry of what Cassiopeia has said. He felt excited and thrilled to meet the woman, even on the fact that she will come to destroy them. He felt to himself that he wants to claim the woman as hers. And take what he wants. All his life he always believed and knows that, he can have whatever he wants no matter what it takes.

Sofia muttered. "Are you crying?" Rico asked, reaching for her. She wiped her cheeks, raising her head for the first time. "I'm not sure I can handle this," she shook her head. *Damn,* Rico swore, how he survived the heart attack, only God could tell. *She couldn't be serious...right?* "Sofia?" "It's just... I fret easily and I'm not a crowd person except at work..." "Thought you quit." "Hmm?" She looked at him.

Eric nods at her words and says, “Funny, you never came quickly when I call you.” “Oh, that’s different. Sorry dude, but I have more respect for her than I do for you.” She says it while shrugging her shoulders. I smile at the conversation as Eric whitens his eyes. Alec clears his throat as he says, “I don’t think we introduced ourselves properly. I am Prince Alec.” Sofía looks at him and says, “Delighted. I am Sophia Stevens, mastermind of any misdeeds committed in high school.”

"Don’t tell me… is this the woman you’re replacing me with, Rios?" Beatrice let out a soft, amused chuckle, taking the space beside Rios as if she belonged there. "Oh, sweetheart." She dragged the endearment like honey-coated poison. "You must be so special if Rios is parading you around like this." My fingers curled into a tight fist beneath the table, nails biting into my palm. There she was again, her gaze sharp, scrutinizing me like I was some unwelcome menace in her perfect world. As if my very existence disturbed the balance of her reality. Filled with anger, I looked at her sharply before the words left my mouth and before I could second-guess them. "You’re right." I lifted my chin, f

CIRO ~~~~ ◇◇◇ “Hi! I was asleep when you two came in earlier. I’m Sofia,” Tino’s mother said as she took a seat on the lounger closest to where I was sitting on the edge of the pool. “I’m Ciro. It’s nice to finally meet you,” I said, faking a smile. “Something troubles you. I might be no genius, but I can see it in your eyes. What’s wrong with you?” She asked with worry in her eyes.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

Reed. Layla nodded and said, "I saw the news and learned your mother is sick. I came to see." Sophia chatted with Layla for a while, sensing Layla's reluctance to engage. She shifted her gaze to Cedric behind her. "Mrs. Reed, is this your son-in-law?" Sophia asked. Layla nodded slightly. "Cedric, this is Faye's cousin, Sophia." Cedric nodded in acknowledgment. "Hello." Sophia hurriedly smiled and replied, "Nice to meet you, Cedric. Faye often talks about you. I didn't expect you to be even more tall and handsome than I imagined.

After talking to the workers, he left with Dave to the basement to wait. Sofia’s POV Sofia had finished freshening up and she headed straight to the dining table and sat down while Mary served her dinner. While eating together with Mary, they had a little chit-chat as she told Mary about her and where she is from. “So tell me where are you from?” Mary asked Sofia. “I’m from Cleveland, Ohio,” Sofia said smiling “Oh okay. I’ve not been there before.” “Hahaha. It’s one of the local and not well-known places in the U.S.A. You probably won’t know there.”

Seriously, what was with them? "And who is she?" The lady raised his brow at me. "Beatriz, I told you before we arrived, she's Franklin's stepdaughter, Sofia Sulivan." "Oh, I see." She shrugged before she faked a smile. "Hi, Sofia, nice to meet you." Franklin cleared his throat. "Sofia, this is mister and misis Keating---" "Oh just call me Pia." "Call me Benedict," the old man said. "And this is Beatriz, their lovely daughter," Franklin added.