Sophia Walking Dead Now Novels & Stories

The conversations we have are the only thing keeping me sane because I feel like exploding most of the time. I heard the sound of a knock on the door and raised my head. "Come in," Achilles spoke. Khalid enters wearing a solemn expression on his face. "Sophia's waking up." The vampire advises us. I immediately get up and leave the meeting room with Achilles following close behind me. It doesn’t take us long to reach Sophy’s room. It was clean and only the sound of the hospital machines echoed. The witch is already here and so is Alex and my father. Dr. Ioannidis is in the process of completing the task of removing the tubes from my mate and has given her a glass of water. Her skin is pale,

So this must be something big. Slipping on my shoes, I grab my keys and wallet and step back out of the room. Sophia is sitting on the couch with her knees bent to her chest and another cup of coffee in her hands. “I have to go,” I tell her. She blows into her cup and gives me a sad smile. “I wish you could stay.” My whole body stiffens at her sad words. I can tell that she’s a little scared. I guess she’s still affected by what happened the night before. This is new territory for me, considering that I kill people for a living. I guess I’ve become desensitized to violence that it doesn’t bother me anymore. “You’ll be fine, Soph,” I say with an encouraging smile.

Sophia slumped on the sofa dramatically. How dare he walk out of her?The next morning came like an unwanted visitor, just like always Marco had left already, she got up lazily from the bed.She was shocked to find herself in the bedroom because she remembered lying on the sofa last night. She walked slowly out of the room like a wilted flower. After taking her breakfast, she sat down in the living room when her phone began to ring, it was an unknown number."Ma'am everything is done," a female voice said from the other Line.Sophia nodded before hanging up.

The bodies of the fallen have been placed on the podium for one last time for the pack to pay their respect. As we prepare to bury our fallen, I catch a familiar scent in the breeze—Sophia's. I can sense everyone's gaze averted in the direction of this new person who had joined us. Layla doesn't say anything, but she stands closer to me as Sophia walks in the direction of the clearing. "Instead of black, Sophia is wearing a white dress while she is carrying something in her hands." Alexei mindlinks me. Whispers erupt among the pack members because this is their first time seeing her. Nobody has actually met her apart from Alexei.

Blood coming out of his mouth, his chest is soaked, Just like Luke, I pushed him off of me as I look at him in horror until he is blocked out of view with the doctors and nurses rushing to me. I miss him, I just miss him. I’m brought out of my train of thought by Dylan’s voice “Lun- I mean Alexandria, this is my mate Sophia the female gamma of the pack” Sophia has a dirty blond long hair with blue eyes and full lips, she is gorgeous, she was wearing black skinny jeans, a floral blouse and white snickers. “Hello Sophia, nice to finally meet you, he won’t shut up about you” I greet her with that.

Those who don’t have immortality crave it and those who do have it, resent it. “Sophia! Get ready! You will be late!” A lady screamed, her voice reverberating through every wall in the house. “Arrrghhh! I can’t get any fucking reading done!” Sophia cussed under her breath. Sophia was an aspiring brunette writer in her late teens about to start college. She was a fit lady with shoulder-length hair, she had glasses on with an open book right in front of her. Her room was like the room of any teenager her age, except she had posters of famous gore movies and comics plastered across every corner on her walls, unlike the average teenagers that were all about boys.

I walk through it to find Sophia pacing in my bedroom. The last time she was in here, she drugged me to take advantage of me. How is this my Luna? I’ve heard her thoughts a million times, and though they’ve been laced with lust and greed for me, and specifically the power I wield, not once has she thought about being my mate. Sophia stops, meeting my gaze, and I quickly realize that for the first time ever I can’t hear her thoughts. Just like Evelyn. “I can leave,” she offers, stepping toward the door. “On her way out, the witch told me to find you, and I can… well, I suppose it doesn’t matter. You’re clearly busy.”

Clark’s message. Everything felt too heavy. Sophia walked into the room with two cups of tea. “Here,” she said gently. “Drink this. You need strength.” Judy took the cup slowly. “Thank you,” she whispered. Sophia sat beside her. They drank quietly for a moment. Then suddenly, Sophia’s phone made a loud notification sound. She frowned and picked it up. “What is it now?” she muttered. She opened the news app. And then her eyes widened. “What nonsense is this?” she shouted.

Me: Come down the stairs. I hit send, the text simple but commanding. Within moments, the door to the apartment building opened, and Sophia appeared. She stepped out into the snow, her coat wrapped tightly around her as she scanned the street. In just a few days, she had lost a lot of weight. Her delicate face became paler, while her blue eyes became brighter. “Enter the car,” I said coldly,stepping into the car. Sophia obeyed, climbing into the passenger seat and shutting the door behind her. She turned to look at me, her big eyes wide and curious.

“You are so dead, man… Sophia—the girl you were hooking up with before Narat—is here in your home right now, and Narat’s aura is scary as hell. Hurry before you end up seeing a dead body in your home.” OH SHIT!!!