Sophia Walking Dead Now Novels & Stories

“The car—I thought it was ours. I put her in. And it drove off. It wasn’t your car. It wasn’t Arzhel’s. It wasn’t anyone’s. B—they just… they took her, Theo.” A soft gasp slipped from me. “I’m so sorry… I’m so, so sorry…” Theo didn’t answer. For a long, painful moment, all I heard was his harsh breathing on the other end of the line. Then— His voice broke. “Sofia… where are you?” I swallowed. “At the back exit,” I whispered. Another long silence. Then Theo said, voice cold and shaking at the same time: “Don’t move. I’m coming.”

“I don't agree with you but I won't fight you. I promised you to walk through this with you not doing it alone.Javier promised her. From that day forward, Sophia’s life have to balance between Survival and Sacrifice. She attended regular hospital visits.Endured tests.Treatment.Some days are harder than others.The fatigue.The nausea.The constant fear.But Sophia never let it show. Not to anyone. At Reyes and Partners,She become even more focused and dedicated to her job. Every case she handled it well professionally.And at night,She would sit by the window,placed her hand over her stomach and whisper. “We are going to make it”, I promise you.. we're Survivor “.

For a while, it felt peaceful, too peaceful. The next morning, I woke up to shouting downstairs. I threw on a robe and rushed down. Rico, Lena, and Damien were in the main hall. Sarah sat on the couch, looking pale but alert. “What’s going on?” I asked. Damien turned to me. His face was grim. “Sophia moved faster than we thought. She hit two of our warehouses last night. Killed three men. Left a message.” He handed me a phone. On the screen was a photo — a bloody note that read:

Sophia said, “Blackwood was my identity. My father’s name on buildings. And now... now it’s nothing. We lost the house. We lost the cars. I’m breastfeeding and I don’t even know if we’ll have food tomorrow.” She was sobbing now. Sophia said, “And I realized, Elena. Nothing lasts forever. Not power. Not pride. Not hate. And the hate I’ve been carrying for you has been eating me from inside.” She pressed her palms together. Sophia said, “I am so sorry. For every article. For every whisper. For trying to destroy what you built. I’m sorry.” She bowed her head. Sophia said, “Please. Let me come to the Thanksgiving. I need to kneel before God too. I need to thank Him that my baby is alive. That I’

“Right, brother?” He tenses up. I watch him drop his cutlery to meet him at the same eye level. Rhett’s jaw clenches so hard and his veins are popping again. The manner in which their eyes exchange murderous gazes makes me wonder if the others are blind to how bad these two want each other’s head. Rhett’s lips form a smile. “Sophia is my assistant now. I’m sure you know what that means.” My gaze travels between them both. I’m curious. What does it mean?

Her hesitation didn’t feel good, and I hoped she hadn’t changed her mind about us. After a few seconds of us staring at each other, she finally nodded. “I’ll drive back with Rider. I’ll see you guys when we get back,” Sophia told the others. “I don’t know, Soph. I don’t trust that those bloodsuckers and rogues won’t try anything else tonight. Maybe I should come with you guys,” Conrad replied, his voice laced with concern. “She’ll be fine. We’ll be right behind you guys,” I said, my eyes silently warning him to back down.

Every time I needed a transfusion, he drained you for me. "I should've emptied you out back then and saved us the trouble." I smiled. "Too bad for you. It's gonna be pretty hard to get my blood now. Better take care of yourself." Just then, my coworker arrived. I grabbed their arm, ready to go. Vincent's voice rang out behind me, calm but firm. "Sophia, once I've dealt with the Ortegas, I'll come for you."

His forgotten Luna Sofia had been walking to the place where she had seen Lucy but yet she couldn't still find the areas. She was damn tired of tricking and had decided to book a taxi although she doesn't have any money with her. She just hopes that she will be able to find her. She's going to do everything to make sure that their pack is back again. She loves her roles. She loves the roles which Alpha Maddox had placed her in back then in the pack. But now it's gone. Everything which they've achieve so far it's just fucking gone and how's she even supposed to know that they're still alive?

The screen showed the familiar image of Sophia walking through the mansion, her face clouded with determination, her steps quick and purposeful as she made her way toward the front gate. “I saw the footage,” Xender began, his voice quieter now, “Sophia left the mansion late last night. She was heading toward the gates...” Mike’s brows furrowed as he watched the grainy footage play out in front of him. Sophia’s figure grew smaller as she approached the gates, and then, out of nowhere, the flash of headlights appeared. The car came to a sudden stop, and before Sophia could react, a dark figure stepped out of the car and struck her over the head with something hard. She crumpled to the ground,

Sophia's pov: I was walking through the dark when I felt someone's presence behind my back, I slowly turned but didn't see anyone around. I continued to walk home telling myself that possibly my mind is being the one playing tricks on me. On reaching my cabin, I felt that feeling again. I quickly turned my back, and then I saw two people following me. I began to run towards my house when I heard a gunshot. I stopped running then. Slowly veering around, I felt my bones cringe in terror as I noticed the two guys that were following me are now dead and beside them is another person lying on the floor with blood covering his whole body.