Novels by Heaven Writes

As Sofia tried to pull her arm free, Stefan's grip only tightened. "Aurora, come," he repeated, his voice low and urgent.Sofia's eyes met Alexander's, and she saw a flicker of concern in his gaze and a smirk formed on his face as well. He took a step forward, his eyes locked on Stefan's hand, which was still grasping Sofia's arm."Let her go, Stefan," Alexander said, his voice calm but firm.Stefan's scowl deepened, but he slowly released his grip on Sofia's arm. "This doesn't concern you, Alexander," he said, his voice cold.Alexander's eyes never left Stefan's face. "I'm just trying to help," he said, his voice neutral.Sofia took a step back, her heart racing. She didn't know what was going on, but she knew she needed to get away from Stefan."I think I'll go back to the function," Sofia said, trying to sound calm.Stefan's eyes narrowed. "You're not going anywhere without me," he said, his voice firm.But before he could grab her arm again, Captain Ryker appeared at Sofia's side.

Sofia was still contemplating on whether she should tell Captain Ryker about the mysterious notes she had been receiving when the knock on the door sounded. They both looked towards the door wondering who it could be"Enter," Sofia called out, trying to sound calm.The door opened, and a servant stepped inside. "Your Highness, The Queen requests your presence in the throne room."Sofia's eyes widened in alarm. She had almost forgotten it was time for the function. Captain Ryker stood up, his expression serious. "I'll escort you to the throne room, Your Highness."Sofia nodded, feeling a sense of relief with Captain Ryker by her side. Together, they followed the servant to the throne room.As they entered the throne room, Sofia was fascinated by the grandeur of the high ceiling and the elaborate chandeliers that hung from it. It reminded her of her father’s kingdom. The room was filled with nobles and guests, all chatting and laughing.At the far end of the room, Sofia saw the Queen se

Sofia's eyes welled up with tears as she turned to leave, her heart heavy with the weight of Stefan's words. She couldn't understand why he was so cruel to her, why he seemed to take pleasure in hurting her.As she made her way to her chambers, she couldn't shake the feeling that Stefan's words had left her with. She felt like she was walking on eggshells, never knowing when he would lash out at her again.She was still in her chambers, her mind reeling with thoughts when she heard a knock on her door. It was Captain Ryker"So, it's true," Captain Ryker said immediately upon entering, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You're a runaway princess."Sofia's eyes widened in alarm, and she took a step back, her hand on her chest. "What are you talking about, Captain?" she asked, trying to sound calm despite the panic rising within her.Captain Ryker's expression turned polite, and he bowed slightly. "Forgive me, Your Highness. I didn't mean to startle you. I recently discovered some information

Sofia woke up the next morning to the warm rays of sunlight peeking through the windows of her chamber. She stretched her arms, feeling the softness of the luxurious bed beneath her. As she sat up, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes, her gaze drifting around the opulent room.Despite the beauty of her surroundings, Sofia felt indifferent, a sense of detachment washing over her. She couldn't explain why, but the events of the previous night seemed like a distant dream, leaving her with more questions than answers.The memory of Stefan's intense gaze, the mysterious figure lurking in the shadows, and the cryptic notes all swirled in her mind, but she couldn't muster up the emotions to feel invested. It was as if she was observing her life from afar, unable to connect with the world around her.She wondered what the morning had in store for her. She was still barely talking to herself when a group of maids walked in with the middle aged one leading them in front. Sofia recognized her as

Sofia’s eyes scanned the room which was dimly lit, with only a few candles illuminating the space. The soft, golden glow of the candles cast a warm and intimate ambiance, but it also created eerie shadows on the walls. The air was thick with the scent of roses and lavender, adding to the sense of luxury and refinement.“So I’m really married?” She murmured to herself as she looked aroundDespite the opulent decorations, the room felt cold and impersonal, reflecting the tense and formal atmosphere between the newlyweds. Sofia sat on the bed, attempting to process the reality of her situation. She was married. The wedding had taken place, and she had exchanged vows with Prince Stefan.“It all feels as unreal as a dream” she murmured again “It feels like yesterday where I was still a human princess. And now I’m a werewolf princess?” She thought scoffing at the absurdity of her situation Her life had taken a different turn that she wasn’t sure how to go about it anymore. The fact that

Sofia's eyes widened as she read the note. Who could have written this? And what did they mean by "his true nature"?She felt a shiver run down her spine as she thought about Prince Stefan. Was he the one being referred to? And if he was, What secrets was he hiding? She tried to push the thoughts aside, but her mind kept wandering back to the note.She tried to shake off the feeling of unease, telling herself that she was just being paranoid. But the words on the note lingered in her mind, making her question everything she thought she knew about Prince Stefan. What did she even know about him? She thought. She had barely hidden the note when Prince Stefan walked in immediately. His eyes were red and was fixed intently on her. “What..what are you doing here?” She stammered as she stylishly pushed the drawer where she had hidden the note close.The air was charged with tension, but Stefan's expression remained cold and detached."What are you doing?" he asked, his voice firm and comm