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đ±ïžSammyđ±ïžI still canât believe he was truly gone even after one full year of his death, and the fact that Iâm now king and done with college while Jayden is still in school, mostly home-schooled, is something Iâm still adjusting to. Some days it hits me like a punch in the chest, that Victor isnât going to walk into the room with that smug smile of his, teasing both of us, or reminding me that I still canât beat him at chess no matter how many times I try. And yet, here we are, running the entire supernatural world together, carrying his memory like a torch that never dims, making sure his sacrifice wasnât wasted.Jaydenâs been incredible through all of it, though, showing a strength I never knew he had. Every time we meet with rulers from different kingdoms, I can see him learning, observing, adapting, and somehow managing to stay compassionate while wielding a power most people couldnât even dream of controlling. The way he talks to them, the way he listens to the citizens, itâ
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đ±ïžJaydenđ±ïžâDo you want me around, or should I come over with your dada?â The voice on the phone was calm, familiar, and strong, and I could feel the weight of concern in every word.I wiped the fresh tears from my cheeks, trying to straighten my back, trying to pull myself together. I forced a smile even though it felt fragile, shaky at best. âPapa⊠Iâm supposed to rule a world. I have to be a man⊠a boy who still needs his papa and dada canât rule,â I said, my voice carrying the conflict I felt inside.There was a pause on the other side, and then his warm, steady voice cut through the fog of my grief. âAnd who said that, son? My son is a very strong man. He can do anything he sets his mind to. You think ruling is just sitting on a throne? No, son. Itâs being patient. Itâs knowing when to speak and when to listen. Itâs understanding your people, even when your heart aches for someone youâve lost. You are strong, Jayden. Donât let grief make you forget that.âI swallowed hard, the
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đ±ïžJaydenđ±ïžâBaby, you need to eat something.â Sammyâs voice was soft but steady, though I could see the edge of pain behind it. He was trying not to break, trying not to crumble in front of me, but I knew him too well. I could see it in his eyes, that familiar storm he always fought to hide.I shook my head slowly, my hands trembling as I clutched the blanket tighter around me. âDo⊠do you know how he⊠how he died?â I asked, keeping my voice as calm as I could, though the tremor betrayed me. It felt impossible to ask, even now, but I needed to know. The night⊠last night had been ours. It had been perfect, full of warmth and closeness, and I had woken this morning to a pain in my chest and a hollow ache in my neck. I had thought it was normal after everything but now the truth pressed down on me, heavy and suffocating.Sammy swallowed hard. âItâs⊠itâs been a full month, Jayden.â His words were careful, deliberate. âA full month since that night. You were⊠in a sleeping state. You w
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đ±ïžJaneđ±ïžI had been watching him for what felt like forever. The hospital room had been my world for a month, and he had been trapped in a deep sleep the whole time. Every single day, Iâd sit there, barely blinking, barely breathing, just staring at him. Just waiting for him to open his eyes. My heart had been aching, my chest tight with worry, every second feeling like I was losing him all over again.And then, finally, he moved. His eyelids fluttered, and the color in his eyes returned slowly, like the sunrise chasing away a long, bitter night.âJaneâŠâHis voice was faint, broken, but it was enough to undo me. Tears I had been holding back for weeks spilled over, hot and relentless, running freely down my cheeks. My hands shook as I reached toward him, needing to touch him, to make sure he was real.âYou crying, Jane?â His lips curved into a small, sleepy smile. And that smile⊠it shattered me further, because it was him, finally, here, alive. My tears flowed even faster.âYou loo
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đ±ïžSammyđ±ïžI tried so hard not to cry.Goddess knows I tried. But the tears kept coming anyway.They slipped down my face quietly at first, then faster, like my body had completely ignored the command my brain kept giving it to stop.I wiped my face roughly with the back of my hand and stared at the ground again, hoping maybe if I blinked enough times the scene in front of me would somehow change.It didnât.The smell of burnt stone and smoke still filled the air.The massive building that once stood proudly in the middle of the council grounds was nothing but a destroyed skeleton now. The walls had collapsed inward, the windows were shattered, and everything inside looked like it had been swallowed by hell itself.Fire had done its job well.Too well.Around the ruins were the remains of bodies that the rescue teams had already tried to collect. Most of them were nothing but burnt bones and ash at this point.I stared at them without blinking.My chest tightened again. Some of those
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đ±ïžJaydenđ±ïžPain.That was the first thing I felt before my mind even caught up with reality.Not the normal kind of pain either. This wasnât the soreness from training too hard or the dull ache you get after reading all night. This felt different, deeper, like something inside my chest was being squeezed by invisible hands that refused to let go.My eyes snapped open.I sucked in a sharp breath.âAh~~~âThe sound left my throat before I could stop it, rough and shaky like my lungs had forgotten how to breathe properly.My heart slammed violently against my ribs.One beat.Two.Three.Each one felt wrong.Too heavy.Too painful.My hand immediately shot to my chest, fingers pressing against the spot like that would somehow stop whatever the hell was happening inside me.âJayden?âThe voice beside me sounded strained.I turned my head slowly and saw Sammy sitting up beside me on the bed. His hair was messy, his breathing uneven like he had just woken up from the same nightmare I had.
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Third Person POVâWhat the hell do you mean?â Richard Haleâs voice thundered through the study the few minutes Eleanor stepped inside. His expression was a storm of confusion and irritation the kind of expression that used to make board members tremble, but right now only made Eleanorâs stomach twi
Last Updated : 2026-03-24Mr. President Has A Baby Bump   One hundred and fifty- eight
~~Alex~~The room was dead quiet except for the soft hum of the monitors and the furious clicking of keys. Every member of the Alpha team was locked in, their faces illuminated by the cold glow of multiple screens. Then, suddenlyâŠ.âIâve got it!â one of the alpha techs shouted, spinning in his chai
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~~Alex~~âI think you should sleep⊠and maybe take a bath.âJamesâs voice came from behind me, quiet but firm, carrying that usual edge of reason I had learned to hate and need at the same time.I didnât turn immediately. I was still staring at Jay still waiting for him to move, even a little. His
Last Updated : 2026-03-24Mr. President Has A Baby Bump   One hundred and seventy-four
Third person POV The underground room inhaled and exhaled cold; every breath the two of them took turned into pale ghosts that hung in the air for a second before they dissolved. Steel walls closed in on three sides, the fourth a heavy door with a small barred slot that hummed with the buildingâs
Last Updated : 2026-03-24
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