Sonia Nevermind Fanart Novels & Stories

The profile name is Author Sonia. * * * * *

Sonia issued the decree. Meanwhile... Leo, Valerie, the wizard alongside the rogues had arrived at the border pack that existed between northern Packs and the Southern packs. While they kept moving, Valerie suddenly felt dizzy and then she drifted into unconsciousness.. and she had a wild dream. In that dream, a man who was an artist was returning back to his apartment after an intense performance at a concert. It has always been every artist's dream to perform at the Grey arena, as this place is known for the history it brings along with it.. Scrolling through his I*******m page, he was seeing all sorts of posts and most of them relating to his performance tonight. He knew the performance t

As my vision blurred, and I felt myself nearing death in the body I had sculpted, a sudden, frantic pounding of footsteps echoed through the hall. "Cathy!" Sebastian's voice. He lifted me out of the sculpture, concern etched deep in every movement. "It's okay. I'm here. I've got you. We're leaving." … Meanwhile, Theo had just finished soothing Hannah, yet an unreasoning irritation gnawed at him. He felt his punishment had been sufficient and was about to have someone release me. Then one of his men rushed in, clutching several reports, face pale and urgent. "Mr. Bennett, the anonymous donor who gave you a kidney after you escaped the kidnappers… We compared the records with Ms. Catherine Wol

I looked up and gave her a cold glare. "That painting's useless to you. I can refund part of your money." "No way!" At that moment, Caleb pushed the door open and walked in. With his permission, the reporters outside also flooded into the studio. "Lily, I don't need your little bit of money. But if you want to keep your mom's painting, you'd better beg me!" I sneered and stepped toward him. Right there, in front of everyone, I slapped him hard across the face. "Caleb, you're disgusting."

“Are you sure? Athena told you that?” Blake nodded. “Yes, sis. Just have a little patience; she is going to come back.” “But I need her now! For the Ball, for our mate! Tell Athena to connect with her—to come back and claim our mate!” Blake sighed. “I know, but…” “Hey, Blake!” a stern voice interrupted them. The sisters turned to see a young boy, about Blake’s age, approaching. He had short, wavy hair, small eyes, and a well-defined but not pointed nose. He was slightly muscular.

The voice felt weirdly familiar, but Rhea couldn't place it. She opened the door. The woman outside had a hood pulled low, face totally hidden. Before Rhea could say a word, she was shoved back inside, a hand slammed over her mouth. The hood dropped. Glenna, smirking. "Rhea Smith—oops, Cliburn now, huh? Shocked to see me?" Rhea stared. Glenna looked nothing like her old self—like all the shine had burned off. She had spotted Glenna's name on the contestant list, but organizers said she'd pulled out.

Plus, it would be great for the company, of course. So, with new resolve, he grabbed his phone and dialed another number. “Lina! It’s Adonis. Busy Friday? Perfect. I’m doing a show. Bring the girls. No, not that kind of show. You’re naughty. It’s an underground fashion show. Scent and skin. That’s all I’m saying. I’ll text you the deets. Oh, and dress hot.” He hung up, grinning. His whiteboard was now crowded with names, arrows, and notes. He circled Willow’s Comeback three times and drew a messy heart around it.

😴 Meanwhile— In her room, Sonia Sinclair clutched Daniel’s picture tightly to her chest, crying uncontrollably. “It hurts so much…” “Why does it hurt like this…” She pressed her hand against her heart, trembling. “Why… God… why…” Eventually, she cried herself to sleep. Elsewhere… At the grand Sahani Villa— Inside a luxurious room filled with priceless antiques— Arth stood on the balcony, shirtless, staring at the moon. A faint smile curved his lips. “Very soon… we’ll meet again.” A pause. Then softly— “Doll…” ❤️

,he leads us in and we stand eyes closed and hear him moving stuff and take a deep breath. "Okay open your eyes",I do and tear up my boy is talented this is beautiful work. Derek gasps as he takes it all in. The art is beautiful absolutely stunning work and my favorite is his mama in a dress looking stunning. Her long hair hangs down her back and she is smiling. "Fuck me",Derek smacks me for saying that. "Nash",Derek chokes up. "Is it good?",I clear my throat as I kneel and pull him to me hugging him.