Sofia The First Aunt Tilly Novels & Stories

“Hello, Sofia, I’m Valentina.” Some of the banana oatmeal she’d had for breakfast stuck to her cheek. I reached for a tea towel and wetted it with my spittle before I wiped at Sofia’s skin. God, I was turning into my aunts. I’d always hated when they’d wiped at something with their own spittle. Now that was me. Sofia squirmed but didn’t cry. I marked it down as a small victory. “All done,” I declared. “Now we need to get you out of this chair and ready for a shopping trip.”

Father snaps again. While Mother covers her face with her handkerchief, I look to my aunt and uncle for support. Uncle George is having a cigar and looking out the window. I’m not sure he’s been checked in for any of this conversation. Aunt Barbara though is looking right at me. She’s smiling but it doesn’t meet her eyes. She doesn’t believe me. I know it before she even opens her mouth. “If Thea is the one lying, why didn’t you come forward first, Esther? You never said a word of Thea’s betrayal to them.”

Chloe stopped and turned to look at him, her eyes filled with unshed tears. She tugged at her beautiful dress that was stained with red wine. Droplets still dripped onto the floor. "I didn't invite you to my birthday party to humiliate me, Daniel." It was obvious that Susan was behind it. Chloe was the youngest daughter of Ryan Summer, the Chairman of the Summer Corporation. She had three older brothers. She was showered with endless affection from the moment she was born. Chloe started acting at sixteen and, by twenty, she had already won major awards in the entertainment industry, thus becoming the most sought-after actress.

he asked. The children smirked. Sofia immediately leaned into Mercy, wrapping her arms around her. “Auntie Mercy,” she said, pouting slightly. “Uncle Aurelian is too mean.” Mercy gave Aurelian a look. He raised a brow, clearly unimpressed. But there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

He looked at Joseph with suspicion, then turned to Sofia and muttered, "She's not my mommy..." Joseph furrowed his brows slightly and said, "She was." Owen became even more angry, "She wasn't..." After saying that, he turned his head and refused to look at Sofia anymore. If Livia was the number one bad woman, then Sofia would be the number two bad woman, daring to impersonate her mommy! Sofia looked at Joseph in confusion. Joseph pulled Owen into his arms, while looking at Sofia, "Do you recognize who he is?" Sofia gently shook her head.

Lily pressed herself against the cold glass of the balcony, watching as a figure stepped into the light of the foyer. It was her. Sofia walked into the room as if she owned the place. She was wearing a trench coat, her hair damp from the rain, her eyes scanning the room with the casual arrogance of a queen returning to her throne. She ignored the gun pointed at her chest. She ignored the guards who were scrambling into the room, their weapons raised. She walked straight to the table, picked up Dante’s glass of scotch, and took a sip. "You’ve let the place go," Sofia murmured, looking around the room. Her eyes landed on Lily, and she shuddered, a look of genuine disgust crossing her face. "An

She asked. “Amelia?” Her father called and she faced him. “I’m serious, who is she? Like a nurse” There was something in her voice like they hadn’t exactly gotten off on the right foot. “I’m sorry, I’m Sofia…Sofia Winters.” “Sofia is uhm,” Benedict interrupted, a lump slipping down his throat. “She works at Coffees n Creams and honestly, she’s been the one there for me since everything” He continued and Amelia scoffed from her lips.

Everyone was staring at her, and she tried to smile. "Hello, I'm Sofia Spurling. I'll be prosecuting the case against Jon McCrae. I promise I won't take too much of your time." Natalia was the only one that smiled at her, and she couldn't help feeling slightly bad about her intentions.

She appeared quite capable. "Aunt." Sophie blinked her large eyes and stared at that woman before she held that woman's hand. The newcomer was called Yulia Sullivan, Sophie's youngest aunt. Although Yulia was Sophie's aunt, she was only four years older than her. The two of them behaved more like sisters. Thus, Sophie called Yulia after getting into an accident. Sophie looked into Yulia's eyes and said slowly, "The doctor claimed that I'm fine. Aunt, don't worry. It's my fault. I should have called you and asked you not to come."

he spun around and flipped a page, revealing the face that had all of us spitting fire. "Meet Azalea Valero, aka Susan Thornton, the previous First Lady of the United States. Azalea is Caius's niece. Favorite niece to be exact, and she's the one who's been cleaning Caius's mess for all these years. Hence we never found any dirt on him." "So what the hell do they want now?" Aunt Val asked with a small sniffle.