All Chapters of Reborn, Pregnant, and Plotting: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Four Hundred and Eighty Potatoes

The next morning, when Vera stepped out of the house, she screamed so loudly that the three babies jolted inside her.“Babies, the potatoes grew!”She rushed to the patch of dark soil and dropped to her knees, grabbing one of the bushes with both hands. Truth be told, in just one night, every tiny cut she had planted had not only sprouted but fully grown. The leaves were thick, green, and full of life, trembling softly in the morning air like the plant itself was proud. Tiny drops of silver dew clung to the edges, catching the weak light and shining like little beads of glass. Nothing about them looked like the sick little plants she had once seen struggling through poisoned dirt back on Earth. Vera pulled the first bush out and froze when heavy potatoes tumbled from the roots. They rolled into the dark soil, clean-skinned, firm, and warm like the ground had been holding them close all night. For a second, Vera could not even move. Her hands were still wrapped around the plant, dirt

No Brother, No Cage, No Rain

The apocalypse did not start with zombies right away. That would have been too simple. First came the drought. The heat was brutal, day after day, pressing down on cities until roads cracked, crops burned, and people started fighting over bottled water in stores that had nothing left on the shelves. The electricity could not keep up. Power grids failed in waves, hospitals went dark, cooling systems died, and people who had spent their entire lives trusting walls and machines suddenly understood how thin civilization really was. Then came the earthquakes, storms, fires, and floods, one disaster after another until the Earth no longer felt like a planet trying to survive. It felt like something breaking apart while everyone screamed on top of it.Within a year, the world was shattered. More people died from nature itself than from anything human hands could do. Then the rain came, and at first people cried from relief because they thought water meant life. It did not. The rain burned

The Dragon Queen Packs Her Bags

While Vera worked with dirt under her nails, a grin on her face, and smoke rising from the fire beside her house, the palace was drowning in another level of drama. When Valerian returned, he was met with his grandmother’s wrath. Belinda, the former queen, was the only one who wanted Vera to be acknowledged from the beginning.To her, that girl was carrying her precious great-grandbabies, but her stupid grandson was too stubborn to see reason, just like her husband had been, just like her son had been, and just like that daughter-in-law of hers, who cared more about appearances than blood. Belinda had lived too long and buried too many hopes to let dragon pride pretend it was wisdom. In over one thousand years, no natural dragons had been born. Her son was the last one, and Valerian himself had been created through a tube, not carried under a mother’s heart. To Belinda, Vera was not a scandal. She was a miracle. A living miracle with three more miracles under her ribs, and the fact

Great-Grandma Crash Landing

Vera was sitting outside, happily eating a freshly baked potato, when a sharp kick hit from inside her belly so hard she almost dropped it. Before she could even complain, her son’s tiny voice rang in her mind, not from inside the space and not soft and playful like usual. This time it was high, rushed, and full of fear, enough to make her whole body go still.“Mommy, my great-grandma fell down in the garbage sector. Her mental levels are spiking.”Vera shot to her feet so fast the half-eaten potato slipped from her hand. She shoved the rest into her storage, grabbed a few fresh ones, filled a jug with water, and started running before her mind fully caught up with what she had just heard. The former queen was here. On this planet. Crashed. The children guided her, all three voices overlapping in her mind, scared and talking at once, each one trying to push her in the same direction faster. The farther Vera ran, the more the ground shook under her feet. Something huge had gone down

Potato Therapy for Dragons

“Do not start throwing garbage at me,” Vera muttered, breathless, as she pushed another piece of potato between Belinda’s massive teeth. “I am the only person here willing to feed you potatoes.”The dragon’s red eyes flickered again, weaker this time. Vera saw it and held on to that small change like it was a rope. Red, then silver for one second. Red again. Then silver fighting back a little longer. It was not enough, but it was something. Belinda was still in there. The former queen, the old dragon, the stubborn woman who had apparently flown across half the galaxy because she refused to let her great-grandbabies be abandoned, was still in there.For an hour, Vera stayed beside her. She fed her, gave her water, and kept one hand moving over the huge dragon head. The scales under her palm were rougher than she expected, warm in some places, cold in others, cracked where age and the fall had damaged them. Some scales were smooth like old pearl, others had sharp broken edges that caug

Welcome to the Trash Family

“Grandma,” a tiny voice rang inside Belinda’s head, the same way it sounded inside Vera’s, but Vera stayed calm while Belinda froze in complete confusion. Her eyes widened, and her hand tightened around Vera’s arm because for one second she looked around the room like she expected to find a child hiding behind the table, under the bed, or somewhere near the door. The old woman’s head even turned toward the window before she looked back at Vera, stunned and almost breathless.Vera patted her hand and smiled. “The babies are special. They can talk. You can hear them.”Belinda’s confusion melted so fast it almost hurt to watch. The widest smile Vera had seen since she arrived spread over the old woman’s face, softening every line of exhaustion and anger at once. Belinda looked down at Vera’s belly like the whole garbage planet had disappeared and only the children mattered. Her tired eyes shined, and for the first time since the crash, she did not look like a former queen who had dragge

Congratulations, You Miss Her

At the same time, Valerian saw his grandmother decline the call.For a few seconds, he just stared at the dead connection. Belinda had ignored him before, of course. She had ignored kings, councils, ministers, doctors, and half the royal family when she felt like it. But this was different. Her location sharing had been turned off the night before, and no one could track her. Xen was going through movement reports, border logs, guard shifts, and private transport records, but whatever Belinda had done during the night had erased the trail too cleanly. Blake had rushed in three hours earlier because Belinda’s bloodline metrics were connected to his medical center, and he had seen her numbers falling hard. By all logic, Belinda should have been dying or at least losing control, but now her metrics were back to normal. No, better than normal. The madness indicators had dropped completely, like something had suppressed them from inside her blood.“Can you tell me what exactly happened?”

The Silence He Asked For

His family had not supported the idea at first. Yesterday, when Xen said he had made a mistake, they thought he had lost his mind. His mother had stared at him like he had finally cracked under too many wars. His father had gone quiet in that heavy military way that meant he was measuring every word before he gave one. His grandfather had watched him the longest, old eyes sharp, expression unreadable, as if he had been waiting for Xen to catch up to something everyone else had been too proud to say out loud.But everyone could see that Xen’s mental powers were out of control. He was not on a battlefield, not under attack, and still his levels kept breaking. His power spiked during meetings. His hands froze objects without warning. The temperature in his rooms dropped too fast when Vera’s name came up. Even during the past five months, when he had gone in and out of combat zones, his mental levels had stabilized whenever Vera came to pester him. She would show up angry, tired, stubborn

Healing Comes With a Lecture

Vera did not know any of that. While the palace was tearing itself apart, she was carrying potatoes across the garbage sector like she had not just been exiled, sentenced, and thrown away by the galaxy. Her kids were guiding her mind toward one of the garbage villages, their tiny voices giving her directions with more confidence than most adults she had met in this world. Belinda was still asleep at the house, recovering from the crash, and Vera had woken up fully refreshed like the land itself had poured strength into her bones overnight. After checking on the potatoes, she went straight into planting mode. She planted pepper seeds, pumpkins, a few apple and lemon trees, grains, and anything else she could find in her storage. The black soil took everything like it had been waiting for her hands. Seeds disappeared under the dirt and gave off a warm, steady pulse that made the babies giggle inside her mind. Vera knew right away she needed workers fast because this was no longer a s

The Village Gets a Job Offer

Everyone in the shack stopped breathing. The red in the old woman’s eyes faded slowly, not all at once, but like dirty water being washed clean. The savage glare disappeared, and something aware came back in its place. She stared at the ceiling first, blinking hard like the shape of the room did not make sense anymore. Then her gaze moved to the people around her, fully confused, fully present, and painfully fragile. “Old lady, you will be okay,” the tiny baby boy’s voice said, and everyone in the room heard it in their heads. “My sister went to sleep after she helped you heal. You are nice, so do not get sick again.”The old woman turned her head with effort and looked at Vera. A young pregnant woman stood beside her bed with one hand on her belly and the other still holding her wrist, calm like she had not just dragged someone back from the edge of madness. The old woman understood enough. Maybe not everything, not the glowing baby voice, not the medicine, not the water, not why th

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