Books About Twin Pregnancy の小説・ストーリー

Thelma pouted and glanced at the shoe. "What's so lucky of that trash? You are a disgrace to all pretty twin in this world. Aargh! Disgusting!" Theresa sassed and pushed the glass entrance door open. They were welcomed by the piercing gaze of the employees. Do you remember that silent stare you get when you walk into a new building or school? This was how the moment was. Everyone had left what they were doing to steal a glimpse of the identical twin walking in. Thelma and Theresa had a willowy figure. Thelma had pulled her brown hair into a ponytail while Theresa let her hair down on her shoulder.

Then a tiny, sharp cry split the room. “Oh my, it’s a girl!” The doctor laughed ans held a little bundle of crying joy. There was no time to rest. Another contraction built up, just as fierce. “Okay, mama, one more. Let’s meet the second baby.” I squeezed my eyes shut and pushed again. The world narrowed to effort and pain. Then another cry joined the first. “And a boy!” the doctor announced. They put him on my other side while the girl stayed on my left. He was heavier than his sister, with less hair but the same furious little face. My chest ached with love. Twins. A boy and a girl.

We shared everything all the good memories and bad memories we had so that we can know how our twin spended their life. We clicked numerous pictures, Alexa Did my makeup and we played stuff, stalked alexa's crush on instagram. It was the best night I ever had till date. It was now 4am and now my room was whole mess and we didn't bother cleaning up as we were tired. We both snuggled inside my blanket and kept our arm on each other and drifted to sleep. Lorenzo pov: We all were sitting at the dinning table for breakfast waiting for twins to come down and they both didn't came and Noah went to check on them .

Even worse, hurt her. Her hand drops down to her still flat tummy and she can feel a subtle flutter inside her. Her babies. That’s right. Twins. They were having twins. What are the odds of that was happening again? She had twins with Clarke and now she is having twins with Daniel. It’s like both of their sperm with the twin genetics were waiting at the front line the whole time, ready to plant themselves before the other sperm can catch up to them. Okay, weird analogy but yeah that’s how she was imagining it.

“If the girls were born today…” “They’d have been quite early,” the doctor says with a shrug. “It wouldn’t have been a good thing, but luckily, we don’t have to worry about that.” She gives Victor a smile. “Really, this happens often with wolf twins. We’ve seen it before, we’ll see it again. Evelyn has to be careful, but if she stays in bed and doesn’t push herself then the pregnancy will continue as normal.” Victor sighs and turns to me, reaching out a hand to touch my face. “I was so scared, Evelyn,” he says, shaking his head.

She hummed in approval, her feet implanted next to his body. “This was Dads and Tino’s favorite hiding spot.” He lightly chuckled at the emerging memory. “When you twins weren't born, dad always used to bring him here to get away from everything,” He paused tilting his head until his greens were aligned on the sky, “Dad always wanted babygirls, so whenever he came here he would always pray to the one who painted this beautiful view. And luckily you both were born. It was the best day of our lives,” Alfonso closed his eyes and inhaled a deep breath.

Now, I have a lovely girlfriend called Tiffany, and I am planning to ask her to marry me soon. My feelings towards my stepsister, Gigi, are complicated. While I see her as my sibling, there's a part of me that feels drawn to her in a way that goes beyond familial love. Gigi exudes a sense of perfection, and her captivating eyes hold a seductive allure that I find hard to resist. I often find myself getting lost in her gaze, feeling a pull towards her that I struggle to ignore.

Everything is falling into place. I can’t understand why I feel incomplete despite everything being perfect. *** Amélie Jakob’s Point of View “Good news, sweetheart! The twin babies are perfectly healthy.” While smiling, she takes off her gloves, making my worries fade away. A breath escapes my lungs that I hadn’t noticed I was holding. My sense of relief sweeps over me in a powerful motion. I headed directly to the hospital after all the events that took place at work. The grief of losing my mate connection broke my heart, yet securing my baby's well-being remained my top priority.

“Do you want a picture?” “Please.” I watch as it starts to print. She moves the want around getting more and I just watch loving looking at them. I love it so much that I keep staring at the picture while she has me up in stirrups doing the other half of the examine. I barely notice anything else. I trace my fingers over what will be the faces of my babies. “Okay so now we talk about the rest of your treatment.” I nod yet again. “With twins we have some risks associated with any multiple birth pregnancy.” That catch my attention and I look at her.

“You’ve clearly failed at raising them right. Let their parents deal with the chaos they cause.” Leila’s expression darkened, her voice icy. “Their mother died giving birth to them. Their father doesn’t even know they exist. I’m the only family they have, and I’m not going to abandon them.” Her words hung in the air between them, heavy and filled with meaning. Xavier, still dripping from the prank, stared at Leila, realizing there was more to her story than he had known. But even with that knowledge, the frustration lingered. Leila softened, glancing at the twins before turning back to Xavier. “They’ve lost enough. I won’t let them lose anything more.”