Sonia Nevermind Novels & Stories

It's our fifth year together, and I accompany my fiance, Theo Montague, to see the aurora he has always yearned to see. Fortune favors us that night as vivid green lights stretch across the snow-covered plain. He wraps his arms around me from behind and suddenly murmurs, "It's beautiful. Too bad we're still one step short of perfect." I freeze for a moment and ask him what we're missing. He doesn't answer, and I don't press him, either. After all, I've heard this phrase far too many times. When I go to great lengths to get him the out-of-print book he has his sights on for ages, he sighs. "We're still one step short of perfect." When we move into our beautifully furnished house and f

My little brother got himself a girlfriend. The moment the news reached them, the whole family lit up. My sister, Serena, clapped so hard her palms cracked. "Who is she? Which lucky girl caught our handsome Tyler's eye?" Mom's face glowed like the credit was hers. "Look who raised him. It was only a matter of time before some girl noticed." Dad couldn't stop grinning. "That's my boy. Good for you, son!" The second they caught Tyler looking embarrassed, they pressed their advantage. "So it's like that, is it? Thanksgiving's almost here. Bring her home. We want to meet her." Then it was my turn, and all they managed were a couple of flat, dutiful lines. "Adrian, you're not as good-l

This is another thing I like about her party, it's nothing like all the other parties we've been going to. It's such a chilled vibe where the music isn't loud, teenagers aren't swaying their sweaty bodies against each other and there's no alcohol. I'm surprised everyone is still here and enjoying themselves. But I guess that's just how much everyone loves Ashley, she's such a genuine soul to be around. "He's so amazing," I try really hard to block out Olivia's voice as she continues to tell everyone about Ezra. I ignore the deep urge to roll my eyes at her. She's talking about some stupid connection she has with him and how it's undeniable.

I stepped onto the stage and spoke calmly, "Thank you all for attending our mate bond dissolution ceremony. I willingly relinquish my position as Luna of the Snowdrifter Pack and divorce Liam." "Good! Sofia! You chose to reject me! You'd better not regret this!" Liam gritted his teeth. As I watched our mate bond dissolve, I felt a weight lift from my shoulders. "I will never regret this! My only regret is not breaking our mate bond sooner! If I had... Maybe my Cecilia would still be alive!" "What? Is Princess Cecilia dead?" "Is this real? What happened?" A wave of murmurs swept through the hall. Liam staggered back, clutching his chest in shock. "W-What did you just say? Sofia, what did you

"I’m not Zoe anymore." Henry froze at my sudden statement. "It’s Enid Winter. That was my name before. The head of the orphanage gave it to me. She said Enid represents spirit and life. When she found me, I was no longer an orphan." Henry stammered out my name awkwardly, finishing what he had started to say. "Enid… I’m sorry! I don’t expect your forgiveness for my actions, but please… could you give me a chance to make things right?"

Alexa was furious that Dominic, her best friend's fiancé, had forgotten such a significant event. She felt incredibly sorry for Jane and disgusted by Dominic. "You have quite the selective memory," she said. "You forgot the crucial events of New Year's Eve six years ago?" She continued, "You didn't even thank her then, and now you're treating Jane this way!" Alexa recounted Jane's years of quiet support for Dominic and the dangerous night six years ago, even showing him photos of Jane's hospital stay. Dominic left Alexa's house in a daze.

Every little piece of my old life hit me like a gut punch. If I hadn't agreed to spend Christmas at Gianna's, I'd still be in my bed, binging my favorite shows, snacking, and living my life how I wanted. Madelyn cried for what felt like forever before pulling herself together. Slowly, she packed my things into the boxes she'd brought. "Sienna, Mommy's here now." That was my real name: Sienna Sinclair. Her voice cracked as she added, "I spent twenty-six years looking for you. I never thought you'd be on the same plane as your sister..."

ELENA'S POV They say the silence after a tragedy is the loudest thing you’ll ever hear. Tonight, the tragedy wasn't the car in the canyon, it was the hollow, echoing stillness of the locker room after Noah Hale had just set fire to his own crown. Outside, the world was a riot—sirens, screaming fans, and the flash-fry of paparazzi cameras—but in here, under the flickering fluorescent light, there was only the sound of a man breaking.

He could be Melvin, trying to save me. “When you say ‘We’, who exactly Sienna?” I asked. “All of us. Mom, Dad, Ed, Jane-” She answered, sitting down on the bed. “Jane went hysterical and fainted. She’s downstairs.” Sienna whispered, shaking her head. “It was like watching Anaconda. Mom could not talk for an hour, Selene.” I pressed my forehead to Albert’s chest. “Albert, do something,” I groaned, clutching on his shirt.

The next second, the sprinklers at the top of the conservatory surged to full force. A more violent torrent of ice water crashed down over me. My knees buckled and I nearly went down. A wave of sound rose from the terrace below. Not sympathy. Excitement. "She's about to break!" "The hundred thousand is as good as mine!" "Matt's fiancée has some backbone, I'll give her that..." Salina pressed herself against the glass, dropping her voice so only I could hear. "Evelyn, stop pretending." "I know exactly what you're most afraid of." "I heard it from Matt himself."