Sophia The First Novels & Stories

Christopher announces surprising Raphael. "Wow, that will be awesome. Thank you!" Trisha says. Meanwhile, Kenzy rolls her eyes. "But Chris.., " Raphael attempts to say. "Please!" Trisha says in an adorably manner, totally cutting Raphael up. He had no choice than to keep shut. "I'm Trisha by the way!" Trisha begins a conversation, while everyone settles down. "Raphael, but you can call me Raph!" Raphael responds. "Alexandra has said so much about you. Am just excited I finally met you!" Trisha says, meanwhile Alexandra whose attention had been caught, suddenly drops her magazine.

Sphinx nods seemingly unsure. I glance towards the boys as in giving them the reign to take over, it feels too bothersome for me. “Please remove your hood then we can discuss the matter further.” James says sternly. I glare at him for his tone towards Sphinx, he nods his head in understanding. Sphinx’s head perks up at the mention of his name and begins to remove his hands from his pockets and pulls down his hood slowly. Revealing hi-her?! Sphinx is a girl? Unexpected...

growl? I hear her bones breaking. Her muscles tearing and reforming. Her head shoots up and her once broken and sad greens eyes are now half golden with rage and power shining out them. Her eyes lock on Sarah. Sarah notices and gives a fearful whimper before she yells at her minions to move so that she could get out of the kitchen. All of them start to run to the exit. The breaking of bones stop and Sophia rises of the ground.

Richard smiled. “I know.” *** As the months passed, Sophia grew quickly. She learned to sit. Then crawl. Then pull herself up against furniture. And Nadia was there for every milestone. The first time Sophia laughed, Nadia screamed. The first time she crawled toward her, Nadia practically cried. The first time Sophia said something that sounded remotely like a word, Nadia announced to everyone that the baby had spoken. “What did she say?” Richard asked. “Me.” Richard laughed. “She didn't say your name.”

"Look at yourself. Look at what you’ve become. A Queen without a crown, hunting a ghost in a graveyard. Is this the freedom you promised him?" "I promised him a world where he didn't have to look over his shoulder!" Sofia shouted, spinning around, her hands glowing. She blasted a mirror to her left, then another to her right. The sound of shattering glass was like a symphony of screams. "Show yourself! If you’re so proud of being the 'First’s' pet, come and face me!" (ZILO’S POINT OF VIEW)

The number to call in has been displayed at the bottom of the screen while Miles and I have been talking. “Now, we’d like to take a few questions from you,” I say to the cameras. “If we could have the first caller, please. Yes… Hello. Thank you for calling Harbinger News Channel. What question do you have for Representative Hamilton?” “Y-yes, H-hello?” comes the crackly voice of a woman over loudspeaker. “Can you hear me?” “We do,” I say. “Please tell us your name and your question.” “My name is Sophia,” the woman says. It’s clear in her voice that she’s older, likely seventies plus. “Before I ask my question, I must tell you Esther, that you are fantastic at your job.”

On my sixteenth birthday, the day before my village was claimed for Fresonia, I rebuilt an entire home that had been burned down with merely a glance. My fellow villagers viewed me with awe–and envy. No one quite knew how this power came to be in my possession, but all we knew was that I was trying hard to prove myself worthy. I was out in a nearby field practicing my larger spells when I met him. Samuel, the first King of Fresonia. He studied my magical practices with a smile on his face. “What is your name, girl?” he asked, his voice smooth as butter. I gave him what I could only hope was a winning smile. “They call me Sofia.”

SOPHIA "Welcome home," my father said as he pulled me into a warm hug. His voice was steady and comforting. I smiled shyly as I stepped into the mansion. It was enormous, luxurious, and intimidating in its grandeur. My eyes darted around, taking in the sparkling chandeliers and polished floors. It was nothing like the modest countryside home I had lived in my entire life. As I stood awkwardly, a woman with kind eyes and an elegant smile approached me. “We’ve been waiting for you, Sophia,” she said warmly. Olivia Quinn, my father’s wife. She seemed genuinely nice, not the wicked stepmother I had dreaded meeting.

Sophia POV Despite his charged and imposing aura, I did not bow, for doing so would mean being afraid… I did just the opposite, I looked into his yellow, almost golden eyes, and whatever happens from now on, I cannot be afraid, for that could bring agony and reveal many secrets. “My name is Azrik Ragnharsen, I am the Elder of the Dragons and Judge of the Council of Races.” The voice of this man is hoarse, low, and has a different timbre than I have ever heard, it even has a strange sophisticated touch. “And you, despite your appearance, you don't seem like an innocent and fearful girl, as I was led to believe.” “That girl was called Naomi Blanchet… I am Sophia Turner, the head nurse at Gilli

I wasn't sure if It was pride but no one should be able to bypass an account restriction except they had my level of cyber manipulation. "I'll make sure to do that, Ma'am" She answered humbly and my scolding size was awakened to say, "I'm Sofia... Call me Sofia" Katrina raised her swollen face to me and opened her mouth to say, "You're a Queen. I heard the way you spoke with the president. You're someone big. Someone I can't afford to offend"