The Big Sleepover Sofia The First Novels & Stories

I placed a hand over the speaker, "What is your favorite food?" Sofie dragged herself up from the floor, "Chicken Lasagna." I turned away from her again and repeated her words to Nana. "Okay, then. Take care of yourself, caro mio. I'm hanging up." "Sure. You too, ma," I said, and just as I was about to end the call, I heard a startled yelp behind me, and I looked back just in time to save Sofie from squashing her jaw on the floor. Wrapping an arm around her waist, I quickly hung up and slipped my phone back into my pocket.

**SCOTT'S MANSION** Sofia lay on her bed as she watched a movie on her laptop, patiently waiting for the day that would be Axel and Mirabel's wedding, over the past few days she had been plotting schemes ahead of the wedding day after her last plan to kidnap and have people kill Mirabel failed, she didn't give up, she was just waiting for the right time to strike the couple and break them apart forever so she can have Axel all to herself. The door to her room was opened and her mother walked in with a plate of sliced fruits, Sofia glanced at her mother who walked in, Sofia paused the movie she was watching before she sat up on the bed. "I'm going out to visit a friend, your father went out a

Layla almost cancels. It’s been a long week, she’s still half-tired from too many late nights and not enough decent sleep, and the idea of smiling politely through a “family dinner” in some glass palace sounds exhausting. She’s halfway through typing I’m so sorry, I’m knackered, can we reschedule? when Sofia rings instead of replying. “Don’t you dare bail,” Sofia says by way of hello. “Mum has gone fully unhinged. There are candles. Plural. And she bought those tiny stupid napkins that nobody uses.”

Chapter One -- The Fall Sofia moved quietly around the house, humming to herself, and setting the dining-table. “Perfect.” She mumbled as she lit up a little candle in the middle. The smell of roasted chicken and fresh vegetables filled the air. “I pray this work.” Sofia said, hoping this would help her mate, Damien, out of his distant moods. Several attempts had failed as she tried to him to pass a moment with her, had rendered her sad yet she could not resist the temptation of a quiet intimate dinner to-night. Maybe to-night that would be different. Maybe tonight would end well, revive their mate bond and maybe… the dull and fading mate mark on her neck would be brought back to life.

Sofia playing around the room , fascinated by the new environment. Dante caught her before she reached the Christmas tree Marcus had put up that morning. Small. Simple. White lights only. For Grace to look at when she was awake. "She has your hair," Sienna said. Looking at Grace in my arms. "The dark. She'll have waves probably." "Hopefully not the chaos." "The chaos is character." The evening moved in layers. Food on the counter nobody sat down to eat properly. Coffee going cold. Conversations starting and interrupted and resumed. Sofia falling asleep on Dante's chest. Robert washing dishes in the kitchen quietly when nobody asked him to.

Her smile had vanished, replaced by something cold and calculating. "Fine," she murmured to herself. "If you won't help me, I'll find her myself. And when I do, she'll wish she never came back to Nightvale." Sophia served dinner at the small dining table a simple meal of pasta and vegetables that the children devoured with the enthusiasm of kids who had spent the afternoon building cushion fortresses and working up an appetite. "This is yummy," Chloe announced, twirling spaghetti around her fork. "Did you put magic in it?"

My unnervingly calm reply made Vittorio's expression turn dark. He scowled and said, "Sofia is only seven years old." "She already has a mind of her own," I said evenly. That was the truth. Sofia was already capable of many things on her own—like pushing me into the sea, like tearing apart Mamma's memorial portrait and scattering her ashes like they meant nothing. Vittorio snapped, "Are you still upset about what happened earlier today?"

Standing beside her, she then said, “Let me introduce myself. Hi, I am Ella. Jacob is my big brother.” Sofiya got lost in her thoughts hearing ‘big brother’ from Ella’s mouth. “Hey, are you alright?” Ella patted Sofiya’s shoulder. “I want to use the washroom,” said Sofiya, trying to get down from the bed. Ella helped her out and walked her to the washroom. Going inside Sofiya locked the door and stood in front of the mirror staring at her face. She thought about her big brother, Michel. Hot tears rolled down her eyes.

He then began removing the books from Sofia’s sight and moving them back and forth, as he continues, “Tell me did you have breakfast? If you don’t feed your body, your brain won’t be at 100.” Sofia shook her head and said while looking away, “This morning I came running, I had no appetite.” Alex replied, “See, so you just fill your head with knowledge and not assimilate what is important” Alex laughed softly and he continued, “Let’s order food and eat in my room, relaxed.” Sofia smiles and looks at Alex, somewhat embarrassed but biting her lips a bit “You’re going to do something perverted to me, right?” Alex approached Sofia with a smile and speaking in her ear, and he answered, “No, I’m go