Born Without Collarbones Novels & Stories

He spanned thirty feet plus from tip to tip of his pectorals, his sunken veins coal-black beneath his flesh. He was naked save for a thin cloth covering his clasper, and whether too poor or too stubborn, he wore no HB mantle. His gills sagged down one over the next, heaving in and out like dog-eared bellows in a damaged ship’s bilge. It was a wonder that the Old One could draw sufficient air for life, much less voice. Bjorn searched for Crystellia, but his success rate remained zip. He had even engaged in a few games of Fins’Feet, hoping she would pass through. No luck.

"She needs air. Real air, not the compressed nitrogen leaking from the upper tier." I didn't loosen my grip. In fact, my arms automatically tightened around the small, fragile bundle resting against my sternum. The baby was impossibly quiet. She hadn't cried since that first, world-shaking roar at the apex of the Spire. Her tiny brown hand was tightly fisted in the torn fabric over my collarbone, her small body radiating a strange, consistent warmth that completely defied the sub-zero wind tearing through the mesh.

“I thought she gave birth to you. How did she do that if your dad doesn’t have a penis?” “He made one. I am a special case, an experiment while he was in a new world, far from his own.” I thought back and tried to recall if I’d seen anything hanging between the legs of the Masters when we’d encountered them earlier. None of them wore clothes. Some of them didn’t even have legs, but even the ones that did had an action-figure-smooth crotch. Not that I paid much attention at the time, because why would I? (That’s a rhetorical question).

Since they agreed about it, they decided to tell Collin as soon as possible. In the meantime, Beverly started packing. They brought a lot with them when they came since they had no idea how long they might have to stay. She was excited about going home, but she was also nervous. They literally had nobody. Knowing Collin, he would insist on sending some of the wolf guards with them, but Nicolas was going to tell Collin that they needed to do this on their own. Once they started bringing in newborns, he didn’t want wolves around that might get hurt. Newborns were well known for their ferocity and need to feed. They were also stronger than your average vampire. It was a side effect of being a n

His hands were clenched into fists. Catelyn was devastated. The baby's face was blue and her lips were purple. There were blue and purple marks all over her face and body. Most importantly, the baby was not breathing or having a heartbeat. Her body was cold... "The doctors had resuscitated the baby, but she had been held too long during the birth and she was born with one kidney missing, so she didn't survive..." Catelyn held the baby in her arms and examined her over and over again.

They were very patient and focused, making it easy for Atlas and Regina to understand. Atlas and Regina's tears flowed uncontrollably when they touched their babies for the first time. "They look so much alike, but there's something that sets them apart," Nurse Lily said. "This is the first baby born, a boy, the heaviest. There's a star-shaped birthmark near his collarbone," said Nurse Lily. "Look." Atlas and Regina examined the birthmark. "It really does look like a star," Regina said. "This is the second baby born, a boy, the longest, and his hair is also the thickest, and it looks like it's going to be a little wavy," said Nurse Lily. "He got the star shape on his left shoulder."

She leaned in, her breath fogging slightly against the chilled skin. Beneath the left collarbone, almost invisible to anyone without her level of training, lay a faint vascular signature. A delicate network of vessels that did not match any anatomical atlas she had memorized by heart. Not disease. Not mutation. Not a miracle her father’s faith would bless. Something older. Something that should not exist within human architecture. The monitors flickered once. Then died completely. Silence crashed over the operating room—thicker, heavier, alive. Even the ventilation system seemed to hold its breath.

I don’t want my baby to go into a state of shock all because I didn’t know how to tell her she almost died on me. “I’ll get the staff ready to take her neck brace off. Her collarbone should be healed by now, but I can’t say the same for her leg and arm yet, even her ribs. Her lung healed well. She didn’t show any signs of respiratory infections or trouble breathing. As for her kidney, we’ll worry about that when the time comes to discharge her. Oh…(he snapped his finger) I’ll have her moved to another room, so she can have more than two visitors.”

"Oh my god! Clyde Edzel is so handsome.." I said happily as I looked at the first born and together with a child or let's say the first child of Joshua and Miles.. He's too handsome inherited from his father.. He has thin and red lips. Pointed nose, white and straight eyebrow curve.. Look at the stuck face.. My son is handsome. Jusko.. The fingers and ears are small since this is a new born baby.. It's only been 2 weeks since he came out..

The one on the screen is also empty. It has no secondary sex organ.