Sora Artwork Novels & Stories

“My name is Karla Saenz, I am 23 years old and I have worked in…” “We know your trajectory, Miss Saenz,” the producer interrupted grudgingly, “tell us why you want the role of Sora?” "She is my favorite character from Miss House's books since I read 'Bats at night' and 'The semi-abandoned house' I…" "They've all told us they love Miss House's books, but why Sora?" “Because she's like me,” Karla replied without feeling offended or intimidated. “She brought me back to life when I needed it the most. She got me out of bed and walked with me.”

“Nocturnus owns my soul, but not my body. I’ll grant him that—let him manipulate it and move whoever he wishes between worlds through me.” “Interesting!” She clapped her hands excitedly, lowering herself to the level of my lips. “Deal accepted. Let’s seal it.” When she opened her mouth, her teeth were revealed—huge and sharp like a shark’s. Sora kissed me, tearing pieces from my lips and savoring the blood as I roared in agony. When she finally released me, I was thrown backward, my vision beginning to darken as I fell, barely conscious. “But I think you’ll regret your choices, Wolf…” she said, her eager tone echoing through the approaching darkness. “Will your shell withstand Hunter’s power

He walked off to the bedroom, leaving her standing there with his release dripping down her thigh. Sora Robbins, twenty-eight years old, stared at her reflection in the hallway mirror. The woman looking back at her had beautiful dark hair, full lips, and soft, generous curves that men on the internet called “goddess-like.” But in her real life, those same curves were weapons used against her. She didn’t know how much longer she could survive this. --- The next morning at Blackwood Corporation, Sora tried to bury herself in work. As a senior assistant in the marketing department, she was good at her job — organized, quiet, and reliable. But today her mind kept drifting.

Sora pouted as I laughed at how ridiculous he could be. "Of course I do Casanova." I replied as we got to a stop. I dropped our stuffs on the ground, moving behind Sora whose shoulders relaxed a little when it felt my heat as my breath softly touched his blushing ears. "Open your eyes." That simple command had Sora taking off the blindfold carefully as he blinked. His eyes slowly looked up, leaving him speechless as his heart tripped in excitement. "It's... It's..." He paused as he slowly turned his back, tears falling down his cheeks. "Beautiful. Aurora Borealis is most beautiful phenomenon I've ever laid eyes on. Thank you."

It was Sora. ***

please. Who's cringe now? I snorted at her before doing exactly as she said and when I was done, I pulled back marveling at the wonderful yet amature artwork. "I got one!" Orian's voice tore through the air startling me and I looked in his direction to see him waving fish at me in his hands with a wide smile on his face, "Look, lunny svet." I returned his smile giving him a thumbs up looking at him holding up the fish proudly with his pants rolled up a bit revealing toned lower legs and I loved that he hadn't drawn them down to cover the scars showing that he was getting comfortable with me.