Sofia The First Protectors Novels & Stories

“ poor Sofia my child, my world he said those words aloud and that startled Sofia back from her own thoughts and they both bursted into a cry loudly .Loudly enough for nurses and doctors to hear loudly for other patients to hear. Her father Javier then stood up from where he sat and they both embraced each other. “This is never the end of the world. Javier trying to console his beloved daughter Sofia ”I promised to fight for you and be by your side. Your battle is mine to fight. You don't have to worry, just think of how to heal and be strong for me. Damien Hale have always loved his ex mate Nadia Blame even when Sofia was still in the picture his heart was with Nadia Blame. Nadia and Damien

She did not move. She stepped into my space instead, her chest nearly brushing mine. “Then let it jump,” she whispered, her eyes defiant. “I am not some fragile human you have to protect from yourself. I am a wolf of the Crescent line. If you want me out of your head, stop trying to push me into the shadows and start looking at me.” I was vibrating with the effort not to touch her. The proximity was suffocating. I could feel the heat coming off her, and I could see the way her pulse was jumping in the hollow of her throat. I wanted to ruin her. I wanted to protect her.

Maddie and Ophelia got in the back seat while Austin and I got in the front, and we headed to the main house. *** Ophelia I swear these people love to give hugs. It must be a southern thing. You will never catch people up north giving out hugs as these people do. We walked out of the cabin and got into the side by side and drove to the main house. When we got to the main house Damian got out and opened the back door and helped me out. He grabbed my hand and pulled me behind him, and we walked up the steps and into the house. “DAMIAN!” Sofia screamed as she jumped up from her chair and ran over to Damian giving him a big hug.

“Look at me. I know those eyes can’t lie, my dear Clarissa.” Sofia was taken aback but she had to gather herself together. Mikael knew everything about her, even her past and her deep secrets. Mikael, her childhood sweetheart, knew that she was Clarissa Gonzales. But she had to constantly remind him to forget about her past identity. "Mikael, please forget about Clarissa. I am now Sofia Villanueva!" She had to emphasize her present persona. “All right, my shy Sofia, but what are you trying to hide this time?” The man tried to tease the woman who seemed anxious at the moment.

“You expect Valerie to risk her career, her life, and her license to cover you if you don’t play along?” That hit hard. She has a point—and I hated that she did. The air felt like it was tightening around us. My men exchanged wary glances, uncertain, uneasy. Rico muttered under his breath, still half in pain. Jerry’s hand hovered near his weapon. “What’s in it for her?” I asked quietly. “Why help me?” Sofia’s expression softened—just slightly. “Because she’s not trying to help you, Alexander. She’s trying to protect herself. If you’re caught, it all ties back to her. She’s buying time—for both of you.”

While they move, I shift, landing on two feet in the middle of their circle. “What are you?” One of them asks, stepping out and aiming his gun at me. “They call me The Dark Protector, and you are about to die.” I don’t think so, freak.” The hunter says to me. I open my hands, face down toward the earth, calling on my element. As the earth begins to rumble under their feet, they stumble around, trying not to fall. I tear the earth open around them, leaving a circle of calm around me. Magma rises from the center of the earth to the surface, turning to molten lava. The hunters scream as the heat from the earth's core begins to melt their skin from their bodies, the lava rushing over them like w

"Byrne said they’re scrubbing the records. That means there’s still something left to scrub. And I’m going to find it before they burn it all down." "You're going alone?" "I'm not alone," Sofia said, her voice resonating with the power of the anchor. "I have the blood of a Sovereign, the light of a Queen, and a father I need to kill. I think that's more than enough for one night." "The Inquisitors will be waiting for you, Sofia," Phuwin warned, though he didn't move to stop her. "Then tell them to bring more than one coffin," Sofia said, the elevator doors sliding shut on her shimmering, indigo form.

"I want him to see with his own eyes exactly what kind of person he's been protecting all this time." In her previous life, it had taken her a decade to see the truth. This time, she would force Enzo to swallow it whole in record time. The next morning, Enzo's Soldati finally cornered Sofia in an abandoned motel in Waltley. She had two thugs with her and was carrying a silver briefcase. When the gunfire erupted, one thug dropped on the spot, and the other fled through the window. Sofia was pinned to the ground, her hair strewn across her face, yet a smile still clung to her lips.

***Selene*** I'm Selene and I've been cursed to protect the golden bloodline all my life. It was not an easy task as I had to fight off almost all the werewolves in the world to protect it. Our family has been cursed to be the protector of the golden bloodline and to also protect the person whom it chooses. It has been passed from one generation to another and it's my turn. It is a blessing and also a curse.

Save Nomo. Before she could enter the vortex, the First Faerie Guardian appeared in the chamber behind her, with its hunting instinct trumping the magical distraction. The First Faerie Guardian bypassed the vortex and made a straight line for Sofia, sensing that the Triple-Blood was the biggest threat. Sofia turned abruptly, dropping her silver dagger. There was no time to build Glamour, no time to examine her attack. She was acting solely out of terrified instinct. Desperate to push the Guardian away, Sofia reached out—not with her magic but with her hands—an instinctual act of protectiveness on her part. She pressed the palms of her hands against the thick, dark breast of the Guardian, try