Novel & Cerita Sophia Green

********************** Geena closed her laptop and started packing few documents to go when Sophia walked in. “Hey girrrrrllllll” Sophia greeted. Sophia had been Geena's friend since high school. University separated them for a while but the bond become stronger when Sophia started working at Stones Conglomerate. When it came to closeness and trust, Sophia was one person Geena could rely on fully. “Hey Soph”, Geena replied tiredly, the day's workload had really dealt with her. ‘Soph’ was the nickname that Geena and only Geena used on Sophia.

The SoHo café smelled of buttery croissants and freshly brewed coffee, bustling with artists and writers Luna would sneer at as "common." Sophia sat in a corner booth, hidden by lush potted ferns, her grip tight on the briefcase locked beside her ankle. She’d swapped her power blazer for a soft, oversized cardigan, her hair loose and framing her face—carefully playing the part of a desperate wife, not the ruthless strategist she had become.

If it was any other day,he could be in his kingdom or roaming the world tricking people to commiting sins. "The day is still young." she answered. Sophia moved to the table and grabbed a bottle of wine and poured it to a glass. Then she sashayed back to him swaying her hips from right to left. Raphael appreciated the piece of art Infront of him. She was created with the utmost patience. She had the right proportions at the right places. A small oval face , brown hazel eyes,plumb pink lips, sharp nose bridge,her eyelashes thick and her black long hair complimented her beautiful face .

The invitation from Alpha Lucy to join an outing for high-ranking females from different packs left Sophia both excited and intrigued. The opportunity to connect with other powerful women within the supernatural community was something she couldn't pass up. As the day approached, she found herself eagerly anticipating the experience. On the day of the outing, Sophia prepared herself with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The event held the promise of new connections and shared experiences, but being surrounded by so many accomplished women also brought a touch of apprehension. She chose an outfit that exuded both confidence and elegance, a reflection of her growing role as Luna and the pr

"You dare to speak like that inside my own territory? Do you know that I am free to kill any intruder in my own house and the Moon Goddess will not punish me?" "No, please! Do not kill Alpha Ace... we are trying our best to fix our relationship, I beg you, Alpha Steven!" "Tell me the truth Sophia, did you just give up your virginity to this man standing before me? Don't give me another lie because I was not born yesterday!"

She looked at me with so much admiration, it made me blush. "Oh my god, you are so pretty!" she squeaked, clasping her hands together. "Look at her hair, Greg! It’s like a shampoo commercial! Are you really okay? I heard you got shot right in the chest! That's so intense! Are you going to have a scar? I bet it’s a cool scar. I’m Sofia, by the way. I’m fourteen, and I already know I’m going to be a world-famous fashion designer." "Sofia, let her breathe," Greg said, stepping forward with a much quieter, shy smile. "Hi, Elena. I'm Greg. Welcome home. Sorry about her, she talks a lot."

Grace hesitated, but curiosity got the better of her, and she reluctantly walked to where she was. "Have a seat..." Sophia said, waving at the waiter. Grace watched the lady closely. Sophia was undeniably beautiful, her sleek blonde hair cascading down her shoulders in effortless waves. Dressed impeccably in designer attire, she exuded an air of confidence and sophistication. Her poise and elegance were undeniable, but beneath her flawless exterior lurked an arrogant and cunning nature. No wonder Caesar chose her. "Grace, you shouldn't take this to heart... there's no love between you and Caesar...he loves me and only me," she remarked innocently. Her piercing blue eyes seemed to hold a cons

Sophia said laughing "Ugh,and I feel like a mother too because of your picky behind" "I'm twenty-two,I'm going to be picky" "Yea,I can see that" Jennifer said giggling Sophia playfully rolled her eyes and looked around for an assistant for some help. And she sees nobody around until she spotted a tall caramel skin tone guy with long dark brown dreads,thick lips,and hazel brown eyes. "My,oh my" Sophia said biting on her bottom lip

"Catherine can handle the statement. You could rest" "I need to do this," Sophia interrupted. "I need people to see me, hear my voice, know that I'm real. Not a statement through a spokesperson. Me." Isabella came over to fix Sophia’s collar and check her makeup. Sophia wore a deep green suit she designed herself, and a pearl necklace. She looked strong, confident, and completely herself “You look perfect,” Isabella said. “You look like who you truly are.” Catherine arrived with her tablet. “Public opinion is changing fast,” she said. “People are supporting you. Claire Donald has confessed, and the story has leaked.”

He was certain Mia remembered too because she was staring strangely at him. "I am Sophia, the second daughter of Arnold Sullivan." The dark-haired one smiled at him, not stretching out her hand to him. She was uninterested in him, and he appreciated her for that because he clearly wasn't interested either. She was simply beautiful, not overly dressed like Mia. Her green eyes shimmered as she stared at everything and everyone in the dining room except him. She didn't even talk about her job, he smiled at her nonchalance, he loved that.