Sofia The First Aunt Tilly Novels & Stories

Ajax Steve wasn't a man to cry like this. Meanwhile Freya after the staff woman informed her about Sofia waking her almost ran towards her, opening the door she found her aunt sitting on the bed staring at her hands lost in her thoughts. She was so much lost that even after Freya approached her she didn't acknowledge her presence until the young lady took a seat on the bed beside her. "Aunt," Sofia flinched coming out of her trance and instantly her lips curved into a bright smile watching her daughter in front of her.

She knows Sofia to be a strong-willed woman who doesn’t let any petty thing get to her, she barely ever cries except she was watching emotional movies or is saying something about her late dad. She for sure knows how important family is to this beautiful strong woman and the affairs of her family and people she cares about keeping her on the edge. The only time she saw Sofia in such a crying state was when they first met at the college bathroom and that was because she lost her dad to an accident. And she crying this much to have wanted her presence here mea… then it started to click. Lilliana. Her eyes widened and she took her head from laying on her shoulder so she can look into her eyes.

Sof replied. "The members of the Midnight Pack who came back to the castle with us got out of their cars, and we walked over to where they were standing. My dad told some of the workers to show them to their rooms. I had Layla and her little sister Brittany stay behind. "Layla, this is my mate and your future Queen, Sofia," I said "Hello, My Queen," Layla said as she kneeled to Sofia. "You don't have to kneel to me, Layla, and you can call me Sofia," Sof said with a smile. Then she looked at Brittany. "Hello, Sweety," Sofia said to the sleepy Brittany, who didn't reply.

Alicia gushed, stooping to his height "Wait you haven't seen him before?" Tanya asked. "No," she shook her head "I haven't even been here either. Your home is beautiful, Sofia." Tanya scoffed. "How can? When you're always on honeymoon mode with Mendes." Alicia rolled her eyes at Tanya, while Sofia brushed her off. "Aw, thank you. Don't mind Tanya. Tyler this is another one of your aunts, Alicia." "Nice to meet you, Aunt Alicia."

Clarissa nodded in agreement before letting him pull her into a brief hug before leaving. Shortly after Denzel leaves, Tessa offers to carry Clarissa’s daughter sofia, which sofia obliges. Tessa stepped inside, her boots clicking on the tile floor. She handed Sofia over to her grand mother, who cooed and kissed the little girl’s cheek. Sofia looked up at Tessa shyly. “Are you my new auntie?” Tessa crouched down to meet her eyes. “Yes I am your new aunty. I’ll look after you and your mum.”

"As soon as I mention Sofia, it's already irritating, now I even met her by chance." Taylor suddenly curled her lips, showing clear disdain. Ever since hearing Annie's account of Sofia, Taylor had developed a strong aversion to her. Following Taylor's gaze, Annie saw Sofia in a flared strapless dress similar to hers, with the only difference being an added strip of white lace at the hem, giving it an even more elegant look.

She points the laser gun directly at the battery in Lucas’s chest. Aunt shouts, “Foolish Sofia! Rohing Singh didn’t die—I strangled him myself so I could get this blue liquid! I am not Edward’s ally. I am the leader of the Secret Council, the ones who want to destroy both the Morenos and Edward to rule the world! And listen, Lucas—little Sofia is not a bio-bomb… she is my own daughter. I raised her since childhood with virus injections so she could absorb your power!” And with that, Aunt pulls the trigger. A blazing red beam pierces straight through the center of Lucas’s chest.

Sophie frowned. “Oh yes!” her aunt chipped. “My niece came in from the city yesterday to visit her uncle. She just could not sit still when she heard of his illness.” One of the women gasped audibly. “Such a sweet child.” She gushed, touching her hand to her temple. "Oh, So-phi-a,” the women's leader boomed, putting emphasis on every syllable in her name. “How have you been, my dear?” she inquired, her tone laced with barely concealed curiosity.

In her smile there was a missing front tooth and I, who had a soft tooth, could already see myself planning to pull it out together. We shook hands as we walked to my house. “My name is Anne," she said softly, breaking the silence. “Mine is Sofia," I answered, smiling, "and now I think we can be the Fantastic Four!” I declared excitedly, I loved that movie too much, it was the first one my parents took me to see months ago. “Sofia, here there are five, not four” reminded Ethan. But I wasn't considering Tom... Whatever. Ethan gave me a scolding look as if he knew what I was thinking. Arhg, I hated it when he looked at me like that.

An old man on the vintage chair with a newspaper in hand replied. A woman wearing a huge smile on her face, probably older than Westley stood up. “Audene, I thought you’re busy.” The thick southern accent in her tongue was palpable. She bounced her eyes from me, then back to Westley. “Hello, I’m Clyve.” I held out my hand. “You must be new here, darlin’. I’m Xena.” She shook my hand, then looked at Westley who looked at her with disinterest. It was her way of telling her to shut up because I was not her type.