Sophia Mendoza Unicorn Academy Mga Nobela at Kwento

Looking back, she had admitted over the years that had it not been for Maska Zang, she would never have been able to attend university. Sophia, on the other end, had returned to school, took all of her exams, and graduated. She had gone for a vocational course in agriculture instead. Her reason being that as the Luna of a pack that owns a vibrant plantation, she ought to lend a helping hand in its growth.

Sophia had discovered that the horn of a unicow is magical. “I’m sorry I yelled at you,” said Sophia. “I think you must be lost. But don’t worry, I’ll figure out how to help you get home.” Sophia opened the bathroom door a crack. “First I’ll have to sneak you into my bedroom.” She saw the coast was clear. No parents anywhere. “Okay, unicow! Let’s run - now!” Sophia dashed into the hallway. But the unicow had a bit of trouble. First it tripped out of the bathtub.

The unicorn backpack was thrown on the sofa, next to a sheet of paper covered in colorful drawings — a blue unicorn, a yellow star, a figure that might be her father, might be a horse, might be both. “Mommy!” She ran to me, her little arms open, and I caught her in the air, pressing her against my chest with more force than usual. I felt her little heart beating fast, her small warm body, the smell of children’s shampoo in her hair. I closed my eyes for a second, just feeling her. “Hi, my love.” “We made unicorn drawings today! The teacher let us use blue paint! And Sofia made a castle, but mine turned out prettier.”

James, one of the guards who was there, also stood up and added more fuel to the fire. I could feel Helios pushing to take control and challenge those people, they were being disrespectful to the future Luna! "So what?" A female voice rings out from the other side of the podium and I see Sophia appear. She's wearing a basic dressing gown, her face is a little pale, but she's still heading towards Achilles. "So what if I'm a witch? Or if I'm a vampire? Maybe I'm a fairy? Is anyone here going to have a problem with that?" Her voice was serious, and she just didn't seem scared at all.

I kiss her soft lips and smile. “Come on baby, let’s feed those little monsters”. After gorging on pizza, all of us men forgot that we still had to go maternity clothes shopping. But at least we didn’t have to wait in the car this time. Leo took it as an opportunity to ride one of the little unicorns around the store, embarrassing Michelle.

- Sophia's Story "The Guardian is Mine and Not Yours" - Luna's Story

Eric nods at her words and says, “Funny, you never came quickly when I call you.” “Oh, that’s different. Sorry dude, but I have more respect for her than I do for you.” She says it while shrugging her shoulders. I smile at the conversation as Eric whitens his eyes. Alec clears his throat as he says, “I don’t think we introduced ourselves properly. I am Prince Alec.” Sofía looks at him and says, “Delighted. I am Sophia Stevens, mastermind of any misdeeds committed in high school.”

he says, nodding his head. “Please call me Kate,” I say, taking a sip of the orange juice. He says nothing, just walks away. I look to Troy and Jake as they glance at each other before turning to me. “What?” I ask. "The only person who will call you Kate is Troy. To the rest of the pack, you are Luna. It is seen as disrespectful to call the Luna by her name.” Jake explains. “But I am not a Luna, not yet anyway,” I say. Troy stops messing with the pile of papers and looks at me.

"The luna banished three of the pack members." "Astra!"

“And do I look like I'm just hanging around doing nothing? Hello, I am the Luna of this pack. Do you know how busy I am? Just now I had to rush to the infirmary to help around, taking care of the people who were injured from last night's attack and next, I have a meeting with some female leaders. I still have to set an example for the young ones. Does that in any way give you the idea that I've just been lazying around?” "Being Luna is such a tasking work" Sophia rants, her voice carrying a mix of resentment and exhaustion. "I was never supposed to be in this position. I was forced into it, and it's ruining everything." Marisol, uninterested in Sophia's troubles, feels her lips draw into a t