Sonadow Wattpad Novels & Stories

"The pendant — the one I left on my desk. Where is it? Ryan, you're the only one who's been in my room." He was crying harder now. "I know you feel like Mom and Dad pay more attention to me, but that doesn't give you the right to steal from me. Grandma left me that pendant. It matters to me." He grabbed my arm, pleading. "Just give it back, please. I'll give you anything you want — anything but that pendant. And I'll make sure Mom and Dad start paying more attention to you too. Okay?" His sudden shift in tone threw me off enough that I flinched back, and the motion nearly knocked him off his feet.

❄️ Final Breakdown Daniel’s eyes turned cold instantly. He pushed Sonia away harshly. Sonia fell and got burned by hot coffee. A painful gasp escaped her lips. “Get out.” No emotion. No mercy. After she left, Daniel locked the door. Then he walked into the washroom. Turned on the shower. And stood under the water, scrubbing his skin hard… as if trying to erase something invisible. His voice echoed softly— “Only you… baby.” “My body should carry only your presence.” ❤️

Did he mean that Josh was his relative? At that moment, Giovanni’s authoritative and angry tone caught the attention of those nearby. Within seconds, almost the whole room fell silent, as all eyes turned towards the confrontation between Mr. Walton and Giovanni. Attendees who had been engaged in quiet conversations or polite networking were now frozen in shock, their curiosity piqued. They all were wondering what was happening with Giovanni? Why was he suddenly upset?

She said as she sat hand crossed, a satisfied smile dancing on her lips as she watched the librarian usher her out of the library. “Puff. Another pest eradicated. I guess we can concentrate on studying.” She said as her phone dinged in her pocket. Sonia brought out her phone and realized it was a message from the betting poll. “OMG someone bet on me. I feel honored.” She screamed as she quickly covered her mouth to avoid being escorted out. Vincent checked his phone as well, and he had a knowing smile on. “It's Mara. I guess she'll do everything to get closer to me.” He said as he sighed loudly.

Victoria was notified of Crystal's presence outside, she did not avoid thinking about what that woman wanted and with a smile on her face, she let her in. She was accompanied by the same man who was once engaged to Sandra, Brandon's cousin and the same one who was still looking to have a son despite having almost no chance of being the next heir to everything. "Wyatt, it's nice to see you," she greeted, "and it's also nice to see you here, Crystal Bennett because in my eyes you will never be my son's wife," the woman said gracefully. And more than funny, it was her way of making fun of Crystal.

“When are you going to wake up? We could move to a different city together. “I’ve thought about it. I saved up some money over the years. We could buy a small house, open a little flower shop, and live a safe and happy life. How does that sound?” I wiped away my tears. “As long as you wake up… I’ll do anything.” Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Stella. “Quiana? Are you there? “Jaxon won’t stop throwing up. What should I do? “Shaun’s not home, and the nanny has no clue.” Jaxon shouted in the background, “Mom, I don’t want her help! Dad said she’s not my mother anymore!” Then, he started throwing up again. I let out a bitter laugh. “Did you give him mango?”

You’re too stubborn to cancel. Also, our sundaes were great. Next time? My place. I have cookies. Sonia smiled down at her screen. And for once, the fire in her chest wasn’t panic. It was hope. --- That night, The campus was quiet. For once, Daxton didn’t feel like it was watching. Sonia sat on the roof with Cleo, blanket over their legs, hot tea in their hands. “You think it’s over?” Cleo asked. “No,” Sonia said. “I think it’s just getting interesting.”

“Besides, you don’t need to hide. I’ll keep you safe. No one is going to hurt you. We’ll figure out what to do. Okay?” I hear a commotion in the hallway. The sounds of people becoming agitated come from the left side. A deep voice booms above the others. “Sondi? Is that you?” “Tyree?” Sondi tries to sit up to look into the hallway, but another wave of pain forces her back against the wall. “Tyree! Where are you?” I call out. “The baby’s coming!” “W-we’re locked in a weird jail cell! I think this is what the Luna described to us. Everything is pink. Where are you? Where’s Sondi?” He responds. “Sondi, hold on, Love. We’re trying to find a way out.”

Sandra might be pregnant. And the girl, most likely was his biological daughter. "Andrew? What's wrong?" Ethan, who was still in line, observed Andrew from a distance. His eyes followed his best friend's gaze and understood the shock that came over Andrew. Because he was just as surprised as Andrew. Who would have thought that his favorite author--Vionna Scarlett--would be none other than Sandra Terrence!? ***