Sofia The First Mom's The Word Novels & Stories

You are her friend, so that means you don't have to stress yourself in writing application letters," my overly smart daughter said. "Wait what?" Sienna asks in shock, nearly dropping Melinda. "Let's go in first, Enna," I muttered and led her into the house. Inside the house, I narrate my entire ordeal to Sienna. Who gazed proudly at me. "I feel like a proud mother right now," Sienna muttered, her eyes misty. "If your parents see you right now, they will regret abandoning you," Sienna added. "I'm an orphan, Sienna. I have no parents," I stated firmly.

I strode majestically over to where Lucia stood beside Santoro and stopped right in front of her, just inches away from her face. “First and foremost, I did not become a CEO overnight. I am Sofia Estaban, the firstborn and daughter of Carlos Estaban. Which makes the rightful heir to my father's empire.” I began making sure my voice was loud enough for everyone to hear. “Did you just hear that?” “Miss Sofia will really place Miss Lucia in her place this time. I can't wait for what's about to happen.” “The news outlets are about to go wild.” Giggles and murmurs filled the atmosphere and I smirked at the rising public speculation. Lucia just never learns, and I will keep teaching her various le

She turned toward the sauna room and yelled impatiently, "Enough with the act! The heating system inside is broken! You can't even adjust the temperature! "You learned all these tricks from your father, didn't you? I'm only doing this to force him to show himself!" Mom was consumed by rage. She screamed until her face turned purple. At that moment, Joe Anderson timidly stepped forward. He gently patted Mom's back, soothing her. "Forget it, Winona. Don't let Andrew go to prison for me. After what happened last time, he must still hate me. I don't want to come between you two."

Lilian stubbornly retorted, “She was carrying my son’s child! Of course, we’ve seen her! How could we not?!” The comment section unleashed another wave of attacks. [What, is her daughter actually a man or something? Because that’s the only way ‘seeing her’ would change anyone’s mind. What nonsense!] [The mother is just as bad as the daughter because she raised her!] I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white. "I told you already! My daughter could never abandon a baby!" Lilian raised her voice and responded, "Fine! Since you still won’t admit it, I’m bringing out the third piece of evidence!

Mom asked in a cracking voice. "It is quite obvious that he has been possessed by that witch," Camile spat out. "She is not a witch. Her real name is Gina Blake, and you all know her as Emelia, my kids' mother. So you should be mindful of how you disrespect her," I screamed out, but this only worsened it as both mom and Camila lashed out on me. "Enough!" Grandfather's thick voice echoed across the room. He had been seated quietly with his head rested on his cane.

Until I believed my inner child was safe with him. On the eve of my twenty-sixth birthday, an email arrived from Mrs. Clara. A polite request to come to her office with my husband. When I told Alex, I caught a flicker in his eyes—before I could name it. But he smiled, kissed my lips, and said, “We’ll go first thing in the morning.” And so we did. “Sofia, my darling,” Mrs. Clara greeted warmly, pulling me into a hug. Her office still looked the same, the United States flag on the right corner next to the bookshelf with thousands of books, a wooden table, numerous awards arranged on the table, a family portrait, and two seats facing her directly

"My son is truly sharp! He takes right after me when it comes to women he has excellent taste." Henry just shook his head, chuckling softly. Then, Mathilda turned her attention back to me. "Ma'am Solana... I honestly thought you were Henry's sister." "Why is that?" Freddie looked at her. "Because Henry's mom looks so young." Freddie laughed out loud. "Solana is his stepmom." After saying that, he looked at me with immense pride. "My wife is indeed still very young. She's still studying." I offered a faint smile. But before I could even say a word, Freddie laughed again.

His lips felt hot against her skin, a painful contrast to the frost in his eyes. "Pleased to meet you, Mommy," Xavier whispered, emphasizing the word with deep mockery. As he pulled back, he leaned slightly toward her, close enough for his sharp, masculine scent to overwhelm her senses. "You look very expensive tonight, Elara. How much did my father pay to make you kneel at his feet?" Elara’s blood ran cold. "Xavier, how is this possible?" she whispered, barely audible. "Nothing is impossible, Mom. We’ve been reunited, haven't we? You walked right into your own hell," he hissed intimidatingly.

I hug them all and fight back the tears. “Hey, back off, you vultures. You will ruin her makeup and if any of you do. I will kick your butts.” Sofia points at them and we all chuckle at her. Sofia is rather hormonal, but I know something she doesn’t. She is pregnant. I won’t be telling her I will let her find out on her own. “You look beautiful. A true Goddess.” My mom says as she wipes her tears away. I hug her close to me.

She insists the babies will call her grandma. My son and daughter have their mother's dark eyes and hair. They're perfect. This morning is the first time Sofia is willing to leave the babies and join the club for a ride. Curly Sue and Red stay behind to watch the kids. Everyone else is with us. Sofia has her own cut now declaring she's a Desert Crow. I'm so proud to have her arms wrapped tightly around my waist. She's changed and though she worried about becoming a mother, she's incredible. I never had a doubt. Sofia is the mother of the entire club. She fills these shoes with an iron fist, vocal cords that bring the roof down, and more love then most of the club has ever experienced.