Sofia The First Protectors Novels & Stories

Sofia said, crying as she struggled to untie herself. “If I were you, I would stop what I’m doing and start begging for mercy,” the masked guy said. “Please don’t hurt me, I have done nothing wrong to offend you, please I beg you” Sofia cried out. “Have you done nothing?” A female voice said. “Kara?” Sofia said, astonished. “Hello Miss Sofia Miller,” Kara said as she smiled evilly. “Kara please I beg you, let me go please,” Sofia said crying.

"I’m stating it as a legal fact. This is the marriage certificate of Sofia Rossi and Arthur Vane. 1975. It predates your daughter’s wedding by three months. There was no divorce. There was no annulment. Arthur Vane was a bigamist." The silence that followed was so absolute I could hear the hum of the heater in the corner. Vincent didn't pick up the paper immediately. He stared at it as if it were a poisonous snake coiled to strike. Dominic moved to grab it, but Vincent held up a hand, a silent command that froze the younger man in his tracks. "Arthur lied," Vincent whispered, a sound of pure, concentrated fury. "He took our Shield. He took our judges. He took fifty years of our protection wh

I said. "He tried to kill you…" he said but stopped. He moved closer to me and hugged me, I didn't hesitate before hugging him back. My body reacted by shivering a bit. He ran his hands through my head and whispered "I'm very sorry". I didn't say anything, I nodded Instead. "I think we should get out of here" Sophie said as we refused to let go of each other. He finally released me but entwined his fingers around mine as we followed Sophie, leaving Alan almost unconscious.

"Surrender yourself, and I'll show mercy to these fools who followed you. Refuse, and I'll kill every last one of them. Starting with the omegas." "No deal," Zane said, shifting beside me. His voice carried its own power, different from an Alpha's but just as compelling. "She's under my protection." "Your protection means nothing here, Rogue King. This is pack business." "She stopped being pack business when you banished her." "A technicality I'm willing to overlook if she comes quietly." I looked around at the faces watching me. Jamie, who'd risked everything to follow. Dalton's father, who'd turned against his own Alpha for honor. The omegas I'd protected over the years, now protecting me.

The modern room of the bunker has now turned into a place of death. The red light emitting from little Sofia’s body has filled the entire room with a ghostly atmosphere. Her innocent face has become hard like stone, and in that mechanical voice the countdown continues—“7… 6… 5…” I scream and try to run toward little Sofia, but Lucas spreads his huge mechanical wings and shields me. “Sofia, don’t go near! Every cell of her body has now turned into a high-level explosive. Edward programmed her this way from the beginning!”

Mateo accusingly asked. Kai couldn’t answer. He kept on staring at Mateo as he gulped, and his silence was a loud and clear answer to Mateo. He bitterly sniggered, “He would never. He would have done everything to protect his daughter,” Mateo added. “That’s how selfish Aldo Bianchi is,” He added. Mateo exhaled, “But this isn’t about Aldo. This is about Faith, who, unlike Zeta, is completely unaware of what her father is capable of, so – I say, just this once, just for Faith – we join forces to protect her at all cost.” Mateo suggested. Kai raised his eyebrow, “You are going way overboard to protect my sister,” Kai commented.

“As you can see, we are dealing with more than just a rebellion. I believe the rebellion was just a distraction to keep us from seeing the real threat.” “Your Highness”. I say “Yes Seleste.” “When I was with the moon goddess, she told me that she created our ancestors specially to balance the power on the earth. The first Protector was given an equal amount of power as the dark lord to counteract all of his dark influence. She told me that she has given me all of the power of the first Protector, but we will need all of the original warriors to win this war. The one thing she told me that I have not shared is that most of our team is representative of the original warriors of the moon. In fa

My hands found the blanket and pulled it up to my chin like it could protect me. "I'm Sofia. Dorian sent me." She walked into the room without waiting for an invitation. She was tall, sharp, with dark hair pulled back in a tight ponytail and eyes that missed nothing. "Get dressed. We start in ten minutes." "Start what?" She looked at me like I had asked a stupid question. "Self defense. You're the thirteenth wife of a mafia lord. People want you dead. Dorian wants you alive." She shrugged. "I'm the one who makes sure that happens."

“But not ours.” That was the key. Nothing Sofia did could be traced directly to Lillian. No fingerprints. No language patterns. No overt alignment. She was not defending Lillian. She was protecting the space around her. “I won’t let them turn you into a spectacle,” Sofia said quietly, finally meeting Lillian’s gaze. “You don’t owe them performance.” Lillian nodded slowly. “You’re carrying weight you didn’t have to.” Sofia shrugged. “You carried it first.” That settled something.

Sofia raised her voice at him as her hands ran through her hair. “Are you trying to self sabotage yourself here or go to jail? Are you trying to be arrested, Oscar?” She asked and he threw her a glare through the mirror. “I told you to stay out of this, i said remain here” His voice was deep and injured but Sofia clung to his arms, urging that he looked at her. “And i said you shouldn’t try to save me” She replied him. “I was trying to protect you and most of the people i know would at least fake a shred of gratitude, Sofia” He pushed past her shoulders and a scoff escaped her lips. “Not when you fucking try to kill someone!” She stretched out her hands.