Sora Quotes Novels & Stories

Callum’s voice bellowed, “Reid! What are you doing?! Let go! You’ll kill her! Reid! Let go!” Callum rushed forward to separate them, but just as he reached out, a hand lightly pressed on his wrist, making him freeze. It was Sora. Her face had turned red, her eyes slightly unfocused, but oddly bright—as if something was burning within them. Callum’s pupils contracted, and he paused in shock. Sora gave a strained smile, her voice hoarse as she whispered, “Don’t… don’t stop him. Let him… cough… to die by his hand would be… cough cough… my greatest honor…”

Sora "What the hell are you talking about, Sora?" Zane's voice was no longer confused; instead, it was sharp. Cold. "What the hell are you talking about, Sora?" he repeated, this time his voice was slow. "I've read about it before—how some rare alphas are so powerful they have the ability to heal, take away pain. Some had the power to even give life. I read all about it as a child." His expression didn't change.

Sora stops, blinking like she genuinely doesn’t understand the problem. “Why is everyone acting like this? I just want to talk to Hailey.” Her voice trembles slightly — but not with fear. With annoyance. The air shifts. Something in her cracks for just a second. “Why,” Ethan asks slowly, “did you break into the executive system?” Sora’s smile stretches, too wide. “You wouldn’t understand.” “Try me.” She glances at him, expression suddenly cold. “You’ve never paid attention to people like us. You’re too busy firing interns for breathing too loud.”

She is now naked. "Don't cry," Niko shushed her while he released a knife. As soon as he would point it to Sora's chest, he remembered Kana's words to him. "Put back your clothes." Niko revoked his order. "Thank you," Sora said. It made Niko confused. He was threating them at the point of death but this lady was thanking her. He laughed. "For what," he managed to ask in order to fill his confusion. "For making our lives live more longer," Sora explained.

“Still, it’s exciting to be considered.” “Besides,” Sora continued, twirling her wine goblet with a practiced elegance. “Why jump at the idea of mixing with all kinds of strange people? I, for one, have had enough mingling.” She said this, her green eyes settling on me with a piercing gaze. Perhaps I’ve been too quiet, allowing Sora to make her nasty remarks without consequence. My fingers curled and uncurled around the spoon in my hand, the metal cool against my skin as I narrowed my eyes at her.

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