Sophia Aria Novels & Stories

Aria Today, I should have been celebrating and eating cake with my boyfriend for my eighteenth birthday like any other normal girl. But yet here I was, kneeling on the floor, scrubbing the cream stains left after the party by my stepsister, Sophie. The maid was what Sophie and her friends mocked me. The stain was almost cleaned up now, though. I’d been working at it for ages, trying to keep it from setting into the carpet at the base of the stairs. Soon, I would be able to go out and celebrate my birthday with my boyfriend, Daniel.

Sloane’s jaw dropped. “Yeah,” Aria scoffed. “Since then, I haven’t tried again. And he hasn’t either. It’s like I’m this porcelain doll he wants to put on a fucking shelf and dust occasionally. Like I’m repulsive or some perfect little saint he’s preserving for his ego. It’s gross, really.” Sloane shook her head, seething. “Girl, that is not love. That’s control with a side of delusion.” Aria’s voice dropped to a whisper. “And I let it happen.”

I asked, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions raging within me. Aria looked up at me, her wide eyes filled with a mixture of hope and vulnerability, and then, a genuine smile spread across her face, lighting up the room. She stuck her hand out, her fingers outstretched towards mine. "Hi," she said, her voice soft and playful. "I'm Aria."

And I don’t like it when you keep talking about them like they’re my freaking enemies! In the end, Sophia was shouting and breathing heavily. Her eyes streamed waterfalls transmitting hurt and rage. There was a stinging in her throat where her tonsils used to be and she tried clearing her throat but it didn’t quite work. Her vision, which was put on Lana fixedly, became blurry. And she shuddered a long breath, taking an uneasy step back. Her face unstiffened and eyebrows creased slightly when black spots appeared before her eyes, slowly eating her sight away. She heard voices, someone was calling her name, actually two people. She couldn’t comprehend where or who it belonged to. Then someone

I still can't believe Chynna, Is she allowed to lie to her patients? Aggravated, I walk to the couch, flip my laptop open, I click her name, and call unable to stop myself. It rings for a bit, and I begin to doubt her answering, how foolish of me to call her at this hour, she has a child, she's probabaly tir - "Viola." I still, I called, but still shocked. "Are you okay?" She asks, and I smile. She looks beautiful, peaceful even. "Fiona." I say with a gentle smile and an aching heart.

she smiled at him, and holding his hand she followed my father and walked to the centre of the patio next to him. Everyone was there, waiting for my father’s announcement. He called my mother over to him and rubbing Andy’s head, he addressed the crowd. “Two rogues tried to kidnap Andy a few days ago, and they would have achieved their goal if it wasn’t for Aria’s bravery. Despite being an Omega, Aria fought them and saved Andy, risking her life. Luna Sarah and I wish to thank Aria publicly and declare that from today onwards; Aria belongs to our female warrior’s team. I, Alpha Jackson Taylor, grant you, Aria Sims, the warrior’s rank,” His Alpha voice boomed all over the place and everyone lo

Now the question she had to ask was… Why? Who are you performing for, Cyrrus Lied? Aria’s lips curved slightly. This was the moment of truth, and she didn’t dare to look away for even a second — so when he turned around, their gazes instantly met and locked onto each other. Cyrrus smiled again, but this time it was clearly forced around the edges. “Don’t be scared, Aria. I won’t let them lay a hand on you.” Turning back to the thug, he straightened up and drew his body to his full height.

“Tell me what do you want me to do for you to like me too? I will do everything you want me to. Just please, like me too! Love me too!” I walked towards the door past her ignoring her pleas while Aria was in my arms clutching at my neck. “Alpha prince, please!” she begged as she touched my arm that I quickly yanked off. “Why are you choosing a dirty woman over me?!” I looked at her coldly. “She’s not a dirty woman, Sophia. Aria is so much better than you in many things. You can never be compared to her.”

God knows how long her fighting craze had been last satisfied, so of course she couldn't hold in her excitement after meeting a possible opponent. "Bring it on." Her cold voice was tinted with a little bit of expectance and excitement. Aria directly took off her top, "Let's fight in our wolf form, I've been feeling cramped lately." "Fine by me. Follow me." :-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:‑X:‑X:‑X

She picked the already combed section of Arias hair with the straightener and slowly pulled down. Aria also instinctively sniffs the air. “Smell what? I don't smell anything.” "Flattery.” “What? I was being honest, I hardly ever compliment people, I mean I don't even talk to people that much. But when I see something I really like I say it.” “Well, thank you, Luna.” “Oh come on, why does everyone keep calling me Luna?” Aria stomped with a slight frown.