Batman Babydoll Novels & Stories

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

Bound by The Baby Part 25-1 A girl entered a room with both anger and fear in her eyes. The light in the room was dim. The reason for which she was angry was also the reason for her fear. She roamed her eyes around the room and her eyes fell on the one for which she had come here. Tapan was sitting on a big bed and his evil eyes were watching her movements having sly smirk on his lips. “Welcome Miss Layla” he said to her in his sickly-sweet tone while moving his eyes from her head to her toe lustfully and disgustingly while licking his lips.

Almost like a snake’s, but appeared more durable. Holy Hell! She stumbled backward. Still, the pattern mesmerized her. “No more deceit, I don’t believe you.” Had to be another trick of lighting or makeup. “Test me then and touch it.” He stared at her with a pleading expression that she found herself walking forward. Fine. She’d prove to him that she couldn’t be conned. When she reached him, she ran her hand down his arm to wipe away the effect. But her fingers brushed across cool, smooth, scales. Shit! She backed up until she hit the wall opposite of him. Were there different types of demons? Was he the kind to mate and devour his consort once she gave birth? “W-what are you?”

"Put it on, Camilla." Hearing that fake name out of his mouth always felt like a slap. It was a constant reminder that to the rest of the world, Elera didn't exist anymore. I was a ghost playing a part in a game I didn't understand. I took the dress into the adjoining bathroom, my hands trembling slightly as I slipped out of my oversized t-shirt and stepped into the expensive fabric. It fit perfectly, clinging to my curves and leaving my entire back exposed to the cool air. When I stepped back into the bedroom, Adrian was waiting. He held a small, black leather strap in his hand. Before I could ask what it was, he dropped to one knee in front of me.

“I'll be good, don't worry.” “Alright,” I moved a few steps back and did a little twirl. “So what do you think of my outfit? It's called a babydoll dress. Cute right?” I asked, pivoting slightly to show off the baby-doll dress I’d picked out that morning. It was short, dangerously so, and the fabric was thin enough to be nearly transparent. Granted, I'd only worn it because I thought I'd be prancing around alone in the big house, but seeing Leon alone would definitely work. Even better.

Luna Bloodton yells. My heart drops as I cuddle my child even tighter. Erus doesn't want my baby too. He is just like his mother. They are the most heartless people to have ever walked this earth. Fillipia eyes are filled with tears. We are locking eyes. I can see the empathy in hers, but she can't help me. “Get rid of her, immediately.” Luna Bloodton orders. “I will go out for a few drinks with my friends and when I am back, she should be gone. The baby too.”

He just turned around and faced her, and she felt her breaths hitching as their eyes met again for the first time since Halloween night. Ryat slowly let go of her wrist, and he let out a slow breath as he stared at her face. He wasn't planning to come to this party. Not like he doesn't attend Harvey's yearly birthdays despite how insufferable Harvey is, but this year's got cancelled out of his list the moment he tried to impose the Chinese brand on him. He was in his penthouse, eating dinner after a long busy day at work when Landon texted him he had finally found his unforgettable doll as the daughter of a small-scale baker.

Robyn comes over, trying her best to help. “It’s not going to work. This dress wasn’t made for you being this far along,” she mutters. I groan as the door opens and Big King walks in, Baby Joker in his arms. He’s called Aiden, but everyone calls him Baby Joker. I watch as Big King hands the baby to Robyn and steps over to me. He tries to zip up the dress, but nothing happens. “Told ya this wasn’t goin' to work,” he grumbles, and I sigh, sinking into a chair.

Shmue replied to Dum. Tattoo?? “What kind of tattoo?” Dum asked Shmue looked in the bag he was carrying for something and then gave Dum a photo. "Here, I know I'm going to forget what tattoo it was, so I surreptitiously snapped a picture with it," Shmue said slyly to Dum with a mischievous smile. I attempted to see what type of tattoo it was, but I was so far away that I couldn't see it. I have no option but to approach towards them and summon Dum in order to fully view the tattoo.