Sofia The Worst Novels & Stories

(SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW) "Can you hear the sky screaming, Somito? It’s the sound of a god trying to burn a hole through the world," Sofia said, her voice vibrating with a resonant, metallic chime that rattled the teeth of everyone standing near her. She stood on the precipice of the Frozen Wastes, looking up at the orange fury of the Sun-Wells. The air around her was a violent swirl of heat and ice, the artificial sunlight turning the salt-flats into a blinding, molten mirror.

Sofia said, crying in her arms. Sofia noticed Regina’s reluctance. She slowly hugged Sofia back, saying, “What? Charlie? She’s not good enough. Why would Archie get involved with her?” “You weren’t in school, so you did not see it,” Sofia said. She cried genuinely because she was truly hurt. But deep inside, Sofia was brewing with hate. The truth was, she somewhat believed Regina was capable of double-crossing her. Still, she initially would instead believe the post online because she had sided with Regina over Charlie many times.

Sofia was good in words. “Sofia, why me? You could find a better man than me, you have everything, any guy can madly fall for you, you are beautiful, you are professional, you are intelligent” Oscar said as he didn’t want to hurt her but he believed that Sofia deserve the best partner, he cared about her. “Why not Oscar Hurt, why he is not falling for me, why he take me as granted, for me he is the only guy I ever dreamt about, so I just want him” Sofia replied as he had tears in her eyes.

I explained to Sonia what had happened and she sighed with her hand over her face. "Of course, you don't lie to me, you only withhold. I believe you but one thing you must understand is that Sofia did not leave because of that" "Did you listen to a word I said? She caught--" "Sofia is the Mafia Princess" Sonia suddenly interrupted me and my eyes dimmed in confusion, "What? What's that supposed to mean?" My runner looked me in the eyes and whispered, "Sofia is the long-lost Di Marco Princess"

“Javier has better class than that, Camila. Have you seen what she wears? It's hideous!” If looks could kill, with the glare Camila has on Sofia, she would be dead by now. And if not for the elderly's present, I would've sent Sofia on her way home. Just like David, her mouth has no filters. The only difference is that while David can be a disgusting old man, Sofia's a bit advanced. A rich snob. A spoiled brat. A vile bitch. “Speak of the devil.” Sofia whispers somewhat loudly and i give her a glare but she's already turned to speak to her Father. She knows what she's doing.

I paid back—" Sofia cut me off, "Elena, you're too impulsive. A personality like that will only bring you trouble—it's not good. "As the Donna of the Moretti family, you should be elegant and composed, free from impatience and arrogance. This kind of attachment to material things is unacceptable. I tore this place down for your own good." With that, Sofia pressed a button on the remote control in her hand. An explosion sounded in the distance. "No!" My voice broke with anguish as I lunged forward and grabbed the controller.

“What are you saying? Are you saying she’s not above killing innocent children?” “Yeah, and I know for a fact that Nero isn’t like that. None of his brothers does shit like that. But Sofia is a deranged kind of monster. She derives pleasure from killing. It doesn’t matter if they are innocent or not. She’s the kind we think would be a serial killer if she weren’t in our world.” I knew Sofia was bad, but I didn’t think she was that bad. She carried herself with so much class and grace that it was hard to imagine that she would want to kill someone. What was wrong with her?

"What do you mean, Sofia? What's so dark that you felt the need to protect me from it?" Sofia's fingers fidgeted nervously in her lap, a tinge of vulnerability creeping into her demeanour . Her voice trembled faintly as she spoke, revealing a profound sadness I had never witnessed before. "Olivia... she didn't choose the same path as me," Sofia murmured, her words heavy with regret. "She became entangled in darkness, consumed by jealousy and bitterness and hatred and now she wants to kill me." My heart ached at the pain etched on Sofia's face, and I felt a surge of empathy envelop me.

} "Matteo... We went shopping on our way back from the doctor, while shopping, Sofia had to use the restroom but then she didn't come back and I started looking for her. I went outside to find her then I saw trying to pull away from some guy, I ran to her but he shot at me and pushed her in the car and he drove away" "CAZZO!!!" "Where are you now?" I asked her, trying to control my breathing as I rushed out of the office. "I'm at the mansion-" I hung up the phone before she could continue speaking. "Matteo Ivanov is rea- What's wrong? Why do you look panicked" Santi asked as soon as I open my office door. "They have sofia... I'll tell you the rest on our way back to the mansion" I said as I

I strained my ears to hear what they were talking about. “She’s a slut. All men love her,” Sofia said which made me roll my eyes. Typical of her - calling me a slut, bitch, and slandering me. “What is this for?” the chubby he-wolf asked as he looked at his palm. Did Sofia just give him something? “She likes to play hard to get. This is to make you save time in coaxing her. Once you give her this, she’ll show you her true color - a whore in bed,” Sofia said in her gentle voice.