When Did Sofia The First End Novels & Stories

“Her mother is dead.” Her expression didn’t change. “In this life, yes.” The room suddenly felt too small. My wolf snarled inside me. This was impossible. This was insanity. But I didn’t move. Because deep inside, something told me she was telling the truth. Her voice softened. “You want answers, Alpha?” I gritted my teeth. “Start talking.” She exhaled. “The day Sofia remembers her past completely, she will die.” The words slammed into me. I took a step forward, dangerously close to snapping. “You’re lying.”

Anton reported, his voice tight. "Was it?" I asked, my tone entirely nonchalant. I didn't care about Sofia's ruined reputation, nor was I surprised by Mira’s venom. They were snakes biting each other’s tails. "Yes, boss," Anton replied. He hesitated for a fraction of a second before continuing. "And one more thing." "What?" "Esther is dead. Sofia killed her." A cold, dark satisfaction settled in my chest. "Good," I spat, tossing the tablet onto the nightstand. "You can leave now."

“We’ll verify. If it checks out, we talk terms.” Sofia nodded once. “Forty-eight hours. After that, I assume you’re not interested and I disappear. Or they find me first.” She turned, coat flaring, and vanished into the fog. Silas watched her go, then turned to Aiden. “You’re quiet.” Aiden’s jaw worked. “I keep seeing his face on that yacht. The way he looked at me like I was still the kid he could manipulate. What if Sofia’s right? What if he’s already broken? What if he gives them something real this time?”

Sofia berated herself for her foolishness in failing to recognize his love. She yearned to confess her love for him as well. "I love..." Sofia began, but her voice was drowned out by the deafening sound of a helicopter. The gusts of wind whipped up dust, forcing them to shield their eyes. Then, the unmistakable crack of a gunshot rang out, and someone forcefully seized Sofia. She struggled, flailing her arms and legs, desperately attempting to break free from their grasp. But they carried her toward the waiting chopper, tossing her inside. Rena and Enzo swiftly positioned themselves on either side, blocking her escape, as the helicopter took off.

Valentina had stayed up all night making paper flowers. “I remember looking at both of you and thinking I was the luckiest man alive,” Luca said quietly. “I still think that. Even now.” Valentina’s memory was quieter. It was the night Sofia had her first heartbreak at sixteen. She had cried for hours. Luca had made hot chocolate. Valentina had sat on the bed with her, braiding her hair and telling stupid jokes until Sofia laughed through her tears. Luca had checked on them every hour, bringing more tissues and snacks.

There was no limit to her cruelty. “Yes, Mom.” Amelia’s tone darkened. “I also found out she killed Eva.” The words hit like thunder. Evenly’s chest tightened painfully. “And where is Sofia now?” Beta Greg’s voice cut through the silence. Amelia swallowed, her throat feeling suddenly heavy. “She’s dead.” The air in the room stilled. Evenly’s eyes widened, and Greg froze, his mouth parting in shock. Sofia—dead? It sounded impossible, yet in some twisted way, it felt right.

“Then let me end this. Once and for all.” And this time— Sofia didn’t stop him. Because Chloe Kingston had crossed every line. And it was time for her empire to fall.

Leo replied and Sofia spranged up immediately, she didn't bother putting on her footwears before running out with them running after her Cameras clicked and question came from all angles but Sofia ignored, paving her way through them with full speed, Leo stopped her before she got into the driver's seat and she opened the back door, got in and took the tablet she saw, sending text after text. Phoebe got in with her and the rest took the other car, both car speeding out…splashing waters on the reporters in the process “ I'm hallucinating right?...Alex and Queen aren't dead. Not now…not anytime soon” Sofia broke down, clashing into Phoebe arms. “ Shush…all will be fine at the end of the day” P