Novels by Granny

JULIANAfter sorting things out with Abel and arranging my schedule for the shooting, he stood up and left. I sat alone in the sitting room, my eyes closed and head resting on the couch. A low sigh escaped my lips. Using the pregnancy to pin Xavier with me sounded like something that was indeed possible. But what were my feelings toward him?He was once just a handsome alpha with excellent bed skills. Then, he became a contract marriage partner... someone I'd expected to leave in a few weeks. But now, what were my feelings toward him?I rubbed my temple wearily. "Julian?"Xavier's deep voice rang in my ears, and I opened my eyes. I saw him standing before me. I was so lost in thought that I didn't even notice his presence until he called. Seeing that handsome face before me, I felt my heart beating faster.My lips twitched, and then it dawned on me___ What I loved was Xavier's good looks and maybe his bed skills? No, not maybe. I definitely loved his bed skills. Wasn't that wh

JULIAN Only after my mother left and Xavier retired to his study for work did Abel finally cheer up. He took my hand, tugged me toward the sitting room, and beamed brightly. "So, you decided to keep the baby?" His tone wasn't low at all. It was as if he had forgotten that the person he was so scared of was still at home. My lips twitched. "Yes," I replied, rubbing my belly. Abel blinked. He lowered his eyes to my belly and stretched his hand but soon returned it. He looked at me and his lips pressed into a thin line. "Can I touch it?" He asked. I could tell he was shy. I chuckled. "You can. But you need to remember that it's only about three weeks old." I reminded him. After spending almost a week in the hospital, the pregnancy was already almost three weeks old. Abel nodded. "I know. It's just that it's my first time getting so close to a pregnant person." He said as he slowly touched my belly. His movement was extremely gentle, like he was scared of hurting the baby. I f

JULIAN My mother held my hand and helped me up from the seat. I walked toward the dining room where the food had been arranged and had a seat. Perceiving the pleasant aroma of the dinner made by my mother and Xavier, I found my mouth almost watering. I had to swallow to stop myself from encountering another embarrassment. Xavier dutifully served food on my plate and without wasting time... no, I couldn’t even waste time as my stomach was already growling. I began eating. "Thank you," I said, chewing. "It's okay. Xavier did almost everything." My mother replied, waving her hand dismissively. After pushing away the third plate, I felt like something was wrong with me. It was like there was a void in my belly that kept taking the food, and only after eating the third time did I feel a bit comfortable. I raised a brow at my mother, who had long finished eating and was only staring at me. "Do you think I've turned into a pig?" I asked, blinking hard. As an artist, the first thi

JULIAN After settling things in the hospital and getting instructions on how to protect the pregnancy, Xavier and I returned to our matrimonial home. My mum followed along. Even though I had tried to convince her otherwise, she was so stubborn that she wouldn't listen. Getting home, Xavier and my mother packed our things into the house while I watched from the side. "Go inside first," Xavier said in a gentle tone. My lips pursed. "I can help, too." I'd tried to help when I got down from the car, but they both stopped me. Why were they treating me like a child?Xavier approached and ruffled my hair. "Go inside, okay? Be good." He mumbled and kissed my forehead. My tongue grazed the corners of my mouth, trying to hold back my smile, but I could tell my ears would be red already.I nodded shyly, turned around, and hopped into the house. "Walk." My mother's voice came from behind, and my steps faltered. I froze for a moment. Wait, did my mother see us earlier????My neck grew s

JULIAN My head ached as my eyes parted. I looked at my mother and Xavier, whose eyes showed worry at the moment. My brows furrowed. I was confused. The last thing I remembered was holding a child in that place and then...My eyes suddenly widened, and I held my belly. I groped around, trying to see if everything was alright, but to my disappointment, I couldn't feel anything. I closed my eyes wearily. What exactly was going on?"Julian?" I heard my mother's call and opened my eyes. "Mum, what happened?" I asked, my voice hoarse and weak. My mother took my hand in hers and slowly sat down. "You fainted in the doctor's office and nearly endangered the child..." She said with a voice filled with distress. My lips pursed. I fainted? Wait... Everything was a dream. The abortion... the death... the baby... they were all a dream...My heart began racing rapidly as I glanced at Xavier, "We didn't abort the child?" I asked almost in a trembling tone. Xavier's brows furrowed as he

JULIANI lay on the operating bed with my hands covering my belly. A small smile played on my lips as I watched the doctors walk around, arranging things. Xavier took my hand and gently squeezed. "Do you really want this?" He asked. The sadness in his eyes was overwhelming. My heart ached slightly. But was I really ready to carry a child? The answer was no. No matter what, I couldn't keep this child, and I wouldn't change my mind, especially when everyone already given their consent, and I could finally get rid of the pregnancy. "This is what I want," I said as I watched one of the doctors approach me with an injection in hand. The middle-aged man had a mask covering his nose and mouth, but his eyes still held the kindness of an elder. He took my arm and glanced at me. "This injection will make you sleep, and by the time you're awake, the pregnancy will be gone." He explained. My lips slowly pursed, and my stomach churned, but I still nodded my head. "I understand," I replied

JAREDMy heart trembled. Pregnancy?How? When?I stared at her with a parted jaw, unable to say anything for a moment. "Mum, you think Jared is pregnant?" Drake's voice broke the silence, and I turned to look at them, only to see the whole family standing at the entrance. They all looked at me with sparkling eyes, their face brightening and excited. "Really? I'm going to have a granddaughter?" Leo exclaimed, his excitement leaking from his voice. Juliana snorted. "It's a grandson." She retorted. Linda crossed her arms, her lips pursed, but the excitement in her eyes was almost overflowing. "This is nice..." "He's not pregnant." A cold and firm voice interrupted. My eyes twitched. "Sterly, maybe..." Juliana tried to talk. Sterly stared at her. His expression was unreadable. "He's not." He replied again. My heart sank. My parted lips slowly closed, and sadness welled up in my heart. Sterly's words were like a thousand knives breaking past my heart. It was painful. I star

JAREDWe returned to the house at 10 in the evening. Juliana and Leo were both watching a festive family drama. Juliana was in Leo's arms, and they were both laughing. Seeing that, the four of us shared a glance and anonymously decided not to interrupt the two lovers. "Good night," I said first. The rest nodded, and after a brief hug among the siblings, we found our way to our various rooms. I would be spending the night in Sterly's room. After taking a shower, I returned to the room with a bathrobe wrapped around my body while wiping my hair. "I'm done," I said to Sterly, who was typing away on his phone. He was used to it. Any given opportunity would be used to work. Hearing my voice, he raised his head and nodded. "Okay." He replied and stood up. Sterly walked past me, and his pheromone slightly wafted into my nose. My brows creased. Sterly had never been so careless... Why would his pheromone leak out?But I shrug and push the thought down. Maybe he was just tired.

JAREDAfter the meal, we all relaxed in the sitting room. I sat with my legs sprawled, unable to support my big belly. Juliana had been rubbing for a while, hoping to ease my discomfort, and fortunately, it seemed to be helping. Seeing that everyone was relaxed enough, I shifted in my seat, resting my head on Juliana's arm. "Sterly and I...""Yes, Jared, mum got you guys some things." Juliana beat me to it. My lips pursed as I raised my eyes to look at her. But she didn't seem to notice the wronged expression on my face as she smiled excitedly. "Drake, Linda, go and bring the things we got." She ordered. Drake and Linda were eager. They both went to bring them. Not long after, the two Alphas returned with different bags in hand and dropped them at the empty space in the sitting room. Half of the space was filled with gifts. "These are for us?" I asked in bewilderment.

JAREDAfter getting a few things in the supermarket for Sterly's family, we drove down to their house. Getting there, my anxiety spiked, but Sterly continued holding my hand. Since we left the supermarket, he seemed to have sensed my thought and never let go of my hand as if to give me silent comfort. Which was really appreciated. He stopped the car before his family's house, and as expected, his family was already standing outside with bright smiles on their faces. Seeing their welcoming and excited faces, a smile also formed on my face, successfully washing away my fear and anxiety. When Sterly stopped the car, I removed my hand from his and quickly stepped out of the car to approach Juliana, his mother. "Oh, my darling." Juliana beamed and walked over. She hugged me warmly, her hand stroking my back. She held my shoulders, checked me over, and her brows creased. "Why have you lost so much weight? Is Sterly not feeding you well?" I giggled. "No, mum. Sterly has been good."

JARED"Jared."Sterly's voice rang in my ears.I yawned and rolled around in bed, ignoring the voice."Jared?"He called again.Biting my lower lip, I forced my eyes open and looked at him.My body ached and was extremely sore. After screaming and sobbing for almost all night, my estrus seemed to be finally over, but I really didn't want to wake up.Especially when I thought about what we had to do today."Can we go later?" I asked, blinking hard.Sterly's lips twitched. He seemed to be holding back a smile as he held my hand and gently squeezed. "It's already noon." He replied.My eyes widened. "Noon?" I asked in disbelief."Oh no. Your mum must be waiting already."The sleepiness seemed to have disappeared as I rushed up from the bed. "I will take a bath first," I said, already making my way into the bathroom.

JAREDSterly's eyes widened when I pounced on him, and he swiftly held my waist to support me. "What are you doing?" He breathed out. My lips pursed. Following the movement of his lips, my chest seemed to burn, and my scent, regardless of the prohibitor and scent patch, flowed out in waves. His eyes shifted, and his breathing quickened. "Jared..." He called. After so many days of indulging in sexual acts due to the estrus, I realized that Sterly's self-control seemed to have weakened a lot. He was no longer so hesitant to touch me, and at the moment, his pheromone was starting to leak out, too. I swallowed hard. My fingers trailed between us, finding his zipper, and I pulled it down. "Jared." He called again, his tone a bit hesitant. I captured his lips with mine, stopping his words. Sterly held my shoulders and stopped the kiss. His heterochromatic eyes searched mine, his lips parted, and his breathing was a bit too fast. "Get out." He rasped. My eyes widened. "Get... g

Jim and Brewster joined the crew that evening. As the only newcomer in the crew, Brewster felt intimidated when he saw the row of popular artists sitting in the hotel's private bar. "Hello, I'm Brewster." He had seen them during the script reading, and they should have known his name, but seeing them, Brewster felt like he had to say something again. So, he said with a smile. The artists all looked at him. The male lead, a young and handsome man in his early twenties, waved at Brewster with a small smile on his face. "Hello, I'm Alex. Nice to meet you, Brewster." He greeted. Brewster smiled back. He felt like the male lead wasn't arrogant, but remembering what Jim had told him earlier in the car about Artists knowing how to keep their real thoughts under a nice facade, he shook his head and sighed. The circle was truly messy. He couldn't even trust a smile...The other male lead also introduced himself a

The man sighed deeply. "You should know how horrible it is to annoy him. Even my father wouldn't want to help me then." He explained with distress. Jim's lips tightened. He clenched his fingers around his phone and angrily threw the man's hand away. "Then you are useless." He said and stood up from the bed. What was the essence of staying around when the man couldn't do anything to help?He would take the few times they did it as his loss and forget about the man. He picked up his shirt, ready to put it on. The man's eyes dimmed significantly. His jaw clenched, and his fingers flickered. If Jim had seen him, maybe he would have understood that the man was angry. However, the man soon hid his anger and stood up. He approached Jim and hugged him from behind. "I'm sorry." He whispered into Jim's ear. Jim tensed up. His eyes widened subtly as the man's breath hit his ear. 'He's sorry?' Jim felt like he heard wrong. Wasn't this the widely known Lucian, a playboy, who treated othe

The meeting went on for an hour, but to Brewster's dismay, he wasn't permitted to say a single word.The doctors all looked at him like he was a pitiful child and directed all the questions to his family doctor, who answered coherently.Brewster felt awkward. He stared silently as the old and middle-aged men discussed fervently, checking the reports and operating the screen.It was like his existence didn't matter to them, but every now and then, they would look at him with kind eyes.Maybe he looked too innocent to them?Brewster didn't know, but at least his heart was at peace.After he entered the room, he was nervous for a moment. He initially thought the doctors would all be the same age as his family's doctor, but who would have thought the youngest among them was already a middle-aged man.He realized how difficult it would be to converse with those men, but on second thought, he remembered A

Brewster sat with his mother and explained everything to her calmly. Even though he got no response and not even a glance from her, he was still optimistic and continued to talk to her. After a while, he checked his time and stood up. "Mum, I will be back. The doctors should be around by now." He said, bowed, and turned to leave. Brewster held the doorknob, about to turn it open, when he suddenly heard a cough from behind and he immediately stopped. "Are you happy?" The word rang in his ears. It was soft and almost like a whisper, but in a room where all he could hear was his heartbeat, the word sounded clearer than ever.Brewster felt his heart skip a beat. He turned around and found his mother staring at him with sadness in her eyes. Their eyes locked, and his mother slowly shook her head. "Son, are you living fine?" She asked softly, tears brewing at the corner of her eyes. Brewster's chest tightened, and his throat suddenly felt blocked. Tears formed in his eyes, but he co

Brewster sat in Ace's car. He felt unusually nervous in the presence of the man beside him. Ace had his sleeves pulled up, showing his forearm as he drove out of the compound with a face filled with indifference. Brewster hugged the seatbelt to his chest and bit his lower lip as he peeked at the man. 'Handsome.' His heart kept echoing, and his cheeks reddened. He wondered why Ace would suddenly decide to take him to the hospital, and for a moment, he thought maybe Ace didn't believe his mother was truly in the hospital. But then again, with Ace's resources, there was no way he wouldn't find out the truth if he wanted. So, that could not be the reason. Then, did Ace think about him and want to help him?Brewster shook his head. It wasn't nice to think too much. However, Ace noticed everything. While his mind was filled with the thought of Ian, and on his phone, waiting for calls about his men's movement, he could still see everything that was going on beside him. He glanced a

Brewster yawned and rolled in bed. He wiped his eyes weakly and yawned again. He didn't want to wake up, but his alarm had been ringing for more than 10 minutes already. He grumbled as he forced his body up from the bed and pursed his lips. He really wished he could sleep for a while longer. Picking up his phone, he checked the time and realized it was already past 10 in the morning. His eyes widened. He had to visit his mother by 11... he only had an hour left. Brewster rushed up from the bed and ran to the bathroom, where he had a quick bath. Returning to the room, he opened the closet, staring at the neatly arranged newly bought clothes, and he sucked in a deep breath. His fingers ran across the shirts. His eyes held a bit of sadness mixed with confusion that he couldn't push off. He missed his old clothes.Brewster sighed and picked up a shirt and a pair of trousers to wear. He knew without doubt that each of the clothes in the closet was expensive. It was a lot more exp