All Chapters of Pregnant With The Ex-Husband's Twins: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"Deck 3!"Jackson sprinted down the corridor, kicking open doors. He was drenched in sweat and seawater.He reached the heavy steel door of the Server Room. It was locked from the inside."Alex! Mia! Open up!""Dad!" A scream came from inside.The lock beeped green. Alex had overridden it.Jackson threw the door open. Two small bodies launched themselves at him.He caught them both, dropping to his knees. He checked their faces, their arms. Mia was crying, clutching her wrench. Alex was pale, holding his laptop like a shield."Are you hurt?" Jackson demanded, his hands shaking as he touched their faces."We are okay," Alex said, his voice high with panic. "But Dad... the timer."He pointed to the screen on the wall.[ SELF-DESTRUCT: 00:01:45 ]"We have to go!" Mia pulled Jackson’s hand. "Upstairs!""We won't make it," Jackson stood up, lifting Mia onto his hip. "The blast doors to the upper deck are sealed. We are trapped on this level.""So we die?" Mia started to sob."No," Alex sca

"Class is in session," Liam announced, standing in the middle of the sprawling Royal Gardens.It was a beautiful morning. Birds were singing. Jackson hoped they would still be singing by noon.Subject 1: Aurora (Teacher: Liam)"Okay, little star," Liam sat cross-legged on the grass. He placed a single, white duck feather on a stone in front of Aurora. "Move the feather. Do not touch it."Aurora stared at the feather. "That's easy!""With your mind," Liam corrected. "But here is the rule: You cannot lift the stone. Only the feather. Control is more important than power."Aurora frowned. She narrowed her eyes. Violet sparks crackled in her irises."Ugh!" She grunted.WHOOSH!It wasn't a gentle lift. It was a gravity blast.The feather flew into the sky. The stone shot up like a bullet.But that wasn't all.The dirt around them exploded upwards. A decorative marble fountain nearby cracked, and the water began to flow... upwards."Stop!" Liam caught the flying stone with one hand.Aurora

That night, the Palace was quiet. But the air was heavy.In the royal nursery, five-year-old Aurora was tossing and turning in her bed. She was sweating.“No… go away…” she whimpered in her sleep.Around her room, objects began to react to her distress. Her teddy bears floated into the air. The heavy curtains rustled as if caught in a storm, though the windows were closed. The water in her glass began to boil.In the Dream:Aurora was standing in a field of grey ash. The sky was purple.In the distance, a massive Black Tower stretched up into the clouds. It looked like a needle piercing the sky.Standing at the top of the tower was a man. He didn't have a face. Just a smooth, white mask with a single vertical line drawn on it."Come here, little star," the man’s voice echoed inside her head. "Your light belongs to me."Shadowy hands reached out from the ground, grabbing Aurora’s ankles."Daddy!" she screamed in the dream.In the Real World:CRACK!The mirror on Aurora's wall shattered

The Midnight Express tore through the darkness of the Swiss Alps at 300 kilometers per hour.In the exclusive private dining car, crystal glasses jingled softly with the vibration of the tracks. Outside the window, nothing existed but snow and night.Jackson adjusted his cufflinks. Under his tuxedo, he was wearing a ceramic knife taped to his ribs—the only weapon the metal detectors didn't pick up.Serenity sat opposite him, looking breathtaking in a black velvet gown. She held a clutch that contained a small vial of Margaret’s anti-serum."Nervous?" Jackson asked, pouring her water."I’m having dinner with the man who tried to kidnap our children," Serenity’s eyes were cold. "I’m not nervous. I’m restraining myself from stabbing him with a fork.""Patience," Jackson whispered.The door at the end of the car slid open.A man walked in.He looked nothing like a villain. He was handsome, in his forties, wearing a grey suit that cost more than the train itself. He had silver hair and a s

The Architect's Temporary Base. Unknown Location."Denied?" Zero stared at the screen. "What do you mean 'Access Denied'?""The bank accounts are frozen, Sir," his subordinate stammered. "Sterling bought the banks. He bought the holding companies. He even bought the electric grid supplying this building."PZZZT.The lights in Zero's office flickered and died. The emergency red lights turned on."He cut our power," Zero whispered, trembling with rage.In one hour, Jackson Sterling had dismantled an empire that took fifty years to build. No supply chain. No weapons. No money to pay the mercenaries."He thinks he can starve us out?" Zero smashed his desk lamp. "He thinks we are businessmen? We are gods!"He turned to his lieutenant."Assemble the Legion. Every remaining soldier. Every working Drone.""Sir? What is the target?""His heart," Zero pointed to a map of Long Island, New York. "The Sterling Manor. We go there tonight. We burn it to the ground. If we can't rule the world, we wil