Book What To Expect Novels & Stories

‘What To Expect: A Mother’s Guide To Her First Pup’ 0 What a bizarre title. I’m interested, so I take it off the shelf and settle back down on the couch. I open the book up and two pictures slide out from the book jacket. One is an ultrasound picture, I flip it over, and written in delicate handwriting I read Baby Ben 2 months. 1

he said. "Okay, let's do this. Who knows, that third book is already on its way," Cela said. Hyun's eyes grew bigger. Thankfully, they are just talking on the phone and Cela can't see how excited he is to hear the news first hand from her. Tomorrow will be perfect.

“Thank you.” “Is that all, Your Highness?” “Yes, Reid. Good night.” “Good night, Prince Jarren.” I hung up the phone and tossed it on the bed. I picked up the book off my desk and propped myself against the headboard. I looked at the cover. “What to Expect When You’re Expecting .”Yes, I was reading a pregnancy book. I wasn’t sure how much of it would relate to Jillie and me since our baby wasn’t human, well, not completely human, but I was finding out many different little facts. It was…fascinating.

Or something else? “Okay,” Kiara announces, tossing a bag onto the counter, “I’m sleeping over at Axel’s. You two can have the place to yourselves.” Bless the woman. “I knew there was a reason I liked you,” I say, grinning like an idiot. Then my eyes catch on something next to her bag. A book — What to Expect When You’re Expecting. I pick it up slowly, brow furrowing. The air changes. The girls go pale — eyes darting, shoulders stiffening like prey caught in headlights.

It felt strange, how something so small could pull at me like that. We kept walking. Somewhere near the corner shelf, I stopped again — a thin book caught my eye. The First Year: A Guide for New Parents. I reached for it, running my thumb along the spine. Pages soft, edges new. I flipped through — pictures of fathers holding babies, smiling mothers, small notes on feeding and sleep routines. For the first time that day, something in my chest loosened. “You know,” the storekeeper said, glancing at the book, “most fathers come back for that one. They say it helps.”

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Inside, I found hundreds of notes in Axel’s handwriting. He noted the things he liked and put my name and a question mark on a few others. Many of the notes were about what to get depending on the gender of the baby. There were also notes about whether something would be safe for an infant. Tears filled my eyes as I flipped through a few more magazines. At the bottom of the box was a book for mothers who were expecting, as well as a book for fathers. In only a week, it seemed Axel had put in a lot of effort and was excited about having a child.

I stepped out of the elevator and walked down the hallway that she described and saw the waiting area. There were five other person waiting for the Interview, I thought I would be the only one. Lord please let me get through, I pray silently before greeting them and taking a seat. I looked on my wrist watch and the time showed 7:55am, five more minutes before the interview will start. "Is there a Miss Jada Montgomery out here?" A lady voice said causing me to get more nervous. I wasn't expecting to go in first, I need more time to calm my nervousness. I said to myself.

she looks at me and smile. “I had fallen pregnant…Your father and I was over the moon , so excited to have a babe come into our lives.” I can not help but smile as I listen to her. “However , one day due to the jealousy of some women in the castle , a maiden tripped me and I had fell down the stairs. I can not remember what happened next as I had blacked out , however when I woke up I felt different. I felt hollow and empty , like something had left me. When I looked at my stomach , I could tell that the baby in me was no longer. I remember screaming for your father , which had him running into the room – he calmed me down and told me that I had lost the baby” I felt my heart ache for her.

POV: Lena Moretti I found the books on his nightstand on a Monday. I wasn't snooping. I was looking for a phone charger I'd left in the living room and wandered past his open door and there they were. Three of them. Stacked in order of thickness. "What to Expect When You're Expecting." "The Birth Partner." And a thinner one called "New Father's Survival Guide" with a sticky note marking a chapter about the first six weeks.