Babygirl Book Novels & Stories

The little girl nodded and handed over her the book of maps which she kept under her pillows and requested her mommy to explore, “Tell me from this…” Mommy replied with hesitation, “A map book! But, what story will I cook from this? Can I tell from any other storybooks? The little girl replied with a cute face, “Mommy…no. Please tell a story from this book. Please…please…can you do it for your baby girl?” Mommy agreed with a sigh, “Alright. I know you are good at convincing others with your eyes”. Mother opened the map book and explored it and took the index finger of her daughter and placed it in the middle of the page, started explaining what had been written and what it exactly meant to b

I just wanted to almost lie down and take medicine for whatever was occurring. This was the weirdest feeling I had ever experienced. I wasn't sure how I'd get rid of it either. A terrible thought came to me. What if this mysterious sickness attacked the baby inside me? I had to fight through it and keep moving. I couldn't give up on reaching Dax. As I kept walking, I spotted a maid that was cleaning. I was grateful that I had found someone who could help me. Maybe I had some luck on my side. I feebly called out, "Please help me."

She craved the intimacy they had lost, the easy camaraderie that had been eroded by secrets and unspoken anxieties. The evening started smoothly. Mikal arrived promptly at 6 pm, armed with a carefully curated bag of Isabella's favorite books – a well-worn copy of "Goodnight Moon," a colorful dinosaur encyclopedia, and a collection of fairy tales – and a solemn promise to follow her bedtime routine to the letter. He even brought along a special lavender-scented bath bomb, knowing how much Isabella loved her bath time ritual. Julia and Massimo, feeling a mixture of excitement and apprehension, bid Isabella goodnight, showering her with kisses and whispered promises to bring back a surprise, an

Hana replied and after that she left the girl's room to go to the kitchen which is currently downstairs. Currently there were only the two of them left - Alex and also Jenny. With a moment of awkwardness, Jenny immediately looked the other way so she wouldn't feel even more awkward. "Do you want something? Maybe things you really want to do? Or whatever it is?" asked Alex instantly as he walked closer to Jenny's current bed. The girl was holding her stomach which was still flat. Gosh, she didn't even think that she would get pregnant at such a young age. She wasn't even married once!

She grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder. “Get up.” “I can’t go to him please” “You will.” She cut me off, her voice unyielding. “Your baby deserve better than crying alone in this apartment. If you won’t fight for yourself, fight for your baby.” The city swallowed me whole as we rode in silence. I couldn’t stop shaking, couldn’t stop seeing his face on that screen. Lucian Backwood. Wealth. Power. Untouchable. He existed in a world so far above mine it might as well have been another planet.

I pick it up and begin thumbing through it. "Hey, babe, what do you think of this?" I show the front to Tiffany as she rounds the corner. "What is it?" "It's called Peanut's Wish." I flip through some of the pages. "It looks it's about a baby who can't wait to be born, or… I don't know. It sounds weird when I say that. It looks cute though."

Arabella said softly, approaching the girl. The child looked up, her big eyes curious but not scared. "What are you doing here?" Arabella asked gently, kneeling down to the girl's level. "Reading," the little girl replied in a quiet voice, holding up her book. "This must be Angela," Arabella thought. "She doesn't seem so difficult."

01 Emma's POV: The plane finally landed in the airport and I heaved a sigh, Home sweet home. I came down from the plane and look around for the entourage dad sent to get me. The name is Emma Adams, I walk towards the group of people that were holding name placards. "You must be the one dad sent to pick me." I asked the old man. He nodded with a smile. I pointed at my bag and he hurriedly went to pushed them to the car and placed them inside the trunk.

Even if on some days, the goodnight kiss he pressed against her cheeks turned into something more and he would nip at her jaw and her ear lobes until she moaned. Thinking about it made heat pool between her legs and Alpha Lino's nostrils flared as he smelt her arousal. His brows rose in question and mischief danced in his hazel-green eyes. Cassy turned red. "Ah... it's the baby." "Oh?" Alpha Lino purred and her toes curled again at the sound. "Y-yes." It wasn't entirely a lie. The baby growing in her belly had her feeling things she hadn't felt before in her entire life. It was sometimes frustrating but she found that she had grown attached to the child.

Elizabeth felt a quiet joy as she stepped into the orphanage. Seeing the smiles blooming on the children’s faces lightened the heaviness in her heart, if only for a moment. Fortunately, she had remembered to buy snacks and candies for them. The children eagerly crowded around her, laughter filling the small room as she handed out the treats. “Ma’am, how old is the baby? A girl or a boy?” Elizabeth asked, gazing at the tiny infant cradled in the caretaker’s arms.