Novel & Cerita Sophia Stewart The Third Eye

If I talk softly to her, maybe she will listen to me. ***** My name is Sophia Stewart, and I am the third child of the Shadow Pack’s Gamma. Elena Lena is the Alpha's most beloved only daughter and my best friend. She lost her mom in the rogue's attack. Everyone in the pack loves her because she is pure and a kind-hearted girl.

" I managed to inquire, and Sophia fixed her gaze on me and smiled eerily. "I'd had enough of Ethan, that nineteen-year-old monster. So, on one of those dreadful nights when he came for me, I had sharpened a piece of wood, patiently awaiting his visit. He assumed it would be business as usual," she began, a chilling smile crossing her face. "He thought it would be just another easy night, but he couldn't have been more wrong. I made sure to take his right eye," she confessed with a malevolent grin, and I couldn't bear to imagine the horrors she had endured.

"Who is the Third Messenger, Julian? Is it Sophia Grant? My own assistant? Is that how you’ve been 'auditing' my private life?" Julian let out a dry, hacking laugh. "Sophia is just a girl with an 'ambitious' heart, Ethan. No. The Third Messenger is someone you actually trust. Someone who knows exactly where the 'Zero-Point Data' is hidden in your soul." The Midnight Vigil

What painting could possibly surpass Eyes from Heaven? Eve stiffened beside Damian, her voice low and uneasy. "Damian, could she really have found something better than our Eyes from Heaven?" “Impossible. There's no way she'll outdo us." Damian’s hand tightened into a fist, though a strange tension crept into his chest. “If she truly can present something greater, it would speak volumes about her abilities," Sophia remarked gently. "But I can't see it happening." “She couldn't find a better piece. She doesn't have the connections or the resources," Eve declared, her fists clenched.

When lunch ends, and surprisingly, Saphira and Christopher have had lunch, Sophia takes Saphira aside and asks: - Baby, are you sure you want to go back to Houston? - I don't know. I need to think. – She looked Sophia in the eyes – I wanted… I mean… I wanted to believe in Christopher. Seeing him only made me realize how much I love him, but…

, Amory snaps, and I’m starting to put the pieces of the puzzle together over who this Sofie chick was! “Right! Because crazy doesn’t beat stupid every time, right Lala?”, she says seriously. “Can you put her down?”, she asks me calmly as she stands in front of us. I lower Amory to the ground but that’s it. “Thank you, now let her go”, she says. Is this woman crazy? “Bren?”, even Gabe is questioning her sanity about this.

He stepped closer to me, his face morphed into a look that looked like he wanted me to run or something. “Leo, leo,” I said in a sing song manner, my lips curved into a smile that looked nowhere near real. “You didn’t possibly expect someone without eyesight to cheat on you.” I stood up at that, looking straight into his eyes as I said the next few words. “Or rather, let me rephrase that…” I trailed off and the tension in the room rose even more. “You don’t expect someone — your mate— who you took away her corneas and gave them to your girlfriend who’s her sister…” I stopped talking to take a better look at his awestruck face.

“How many are there?” Seraphina’s face went pale. “I don’t know.” Noah’s third eye opened for the first time in weeks. He looked upward. Then immediately closed it. “Don’t ask me.” Sophia frowned. “Why?” Noah whispered: “Because they’re looking back.” End of Chapter 163 TO BE CONTINUED…

She didn't look like a noble goddess anymore. "Save me! Ethan, save me!" She grabbed my boots, sobbing like a mess. "I was wrong! I was jealous of Elara! I provoked you on purpose in the Starlight Promenade! I used your hands to hurt her!" I lowered my eyes. I looked down at her coldly. "Do you really think a few tears can buy my mercy?" I asked softly. She shook her head wildly in despair. Finally, she spilled her deepest secret. "The baby isn't yours! There is no divine bloodline! It was all a scam to rise to the top! I stole another god's blood to fake it! You never even touched me!"

She was taken in by it so much that she almost walked straight into the individual in charge of this beautiful oasis, her friend, Sophia. Possessing an innate aptitude for botanical magic, delicate Sophia displayed the prodigious potential to ascend to the highest echelons of sorcerous power. Her striking appearance: a cascade of raven hair, sharply truncated by a bold fringe that dramatically framed luminous bright azure almond eyes, that merely hinted at the extraordinary abilities simmering beneath the surface. Among her peers in the Middle, she was undeniably the most gifted, a budding enchantress destined for unparalleled influence in the Upper realms.