Born Without Collarbones Novels & Stories

"He was born from something considerably more reckless. His mother was one of the very first volunteers who crossed into the Verdant Beyond, back before Merrin's protocols existed, back before we understood the boundary needed careful, deliberate tending rather than simple crossing. She fell in love there. With something that had no fixed form yet, something still becoming whatever it was going to be." "That's not possible," Sable said. "Nothing without fixed form can—" "It happened," Orren said flatly. "I was there. I watched it happen. And when she returned, carrying him, none of us understood what we were looking at. He wasn't Threaded the way children are Threaded now, born from stable,

I studied his tiny horns and glanced over at Noah. "Why don't you have horns?" I asked him curiously. He grinned slightly and explained that due to his mother being human he wasn't blessed with any but he could pass them on to his children if he had any. I nodded in understanding. I was part human from my mother too but unlike most made wolves I had the gifts of a natural born. "Would Bjorn's horns show when he's a wolf? I'd hate for him to be an odd-looking hybrid that will be teased," I said softly and both men shrugged.

He is taking a mental scan of my body - Crystal realized so that he never forgets what I look like naked! Crystal's skin was white and pink, like a baby's skin. Her wet hair stuck to the back of her slender neck and flowed, unruly, over her round, sexy shoulders. Under her beautiful collarbones, there were two perfect arcs, each like a peach. Her breasts are small but perky.

' Crystal said in excitement and all of a sudden, the sound of bones snapping filled the air. My joints dislocated and my kness went in, My neck snapped and before I knew it, It became thicker and my long hair shortened before becoming short and thick. My head became bigger and soon, muzzles grew out from nose and my mouth widened. Then, my canines turned into fangs and my tongue became longer and stickier. My bones crackled and my arms and legs became sturdier and thicker. Soon, I landed, No....Crystal landed on the tree nearby before jumping down, landing firmly on the ground and bringing up dust.

"There is something unusual about your child." My pulse thudded in my ears. My nails dug into my palms, pressing sharp crescents in my skin. "What? What's wrong with my baby?" "It isn't fatal," Dr. Mendez explained gently. "But the child shows signs of congenital weakness. Unless you receive the Wolf Mother's Bone within the next month, the baby may not survive."

she pleaded, with fear not leaving her entirety. “Take care of the kid, Beta,” he commanded as his legs leaped towards the source of the noise. When he arrived at the location, he was amazed with the unusual physical appearance of the newborn. There was no body, no arms and nor does the newborn possess legs and any other part of a body. Everything he is seeing before his eyes are made entirely of meters long hair. On the air, it sways with the light touch of the gust blowing haphazardly. Strands of it freely float on the air and with the moonlight, it revealed that the tips of each hair is as sharp as newly whetted blade.

This birthmark was identical to the faint memory I had. When I gave birth to Mia, I had lost so much blood that I passed out before I could even hear her cry. However, before blacking out, I distinctly remember seeing a small birthmark on her left arm. When I woke up, the birthmark was gone. Daniel and Marissa had both insisted I must’ve imagined it, blaming exhaustion and the chaos of childbirth for my confusion. Now, though? Seeing that same birthmark on Finn’s arm, the memories came flooding back.

She complained some more. "The older generation have home remedies. Isabella will probably know what to do! I am a couple of weeks ahead of you so I will give birth first. I can transfer the labor experience to you. Don't worry. But there are some things you need to be prepared for." She looked so serious that Ellis grew scared. "Please explain..." Ellis hesitated. "Have you noticed that they don't have belly buttons?" Laurel gave her a peculiar look. "Yes, I just couldn't comprehend it." Ellis had suspended all forms of disbelief.

“Thank God, Winona.” “I know. That was so scary.” Jayden almost breaks me in half with his hug. Then he lets go. “He can just stop giving us a heart attack like that.” “That is for sure.” This sure brings back just how fragile Henry still is despite his milestones lately. “Will he be okay? Why did that just happen?” Jayden asks the nurses. “Most likely he’s not quite developed enough yet. Sucking and swallowing is something they practice in the womb with the amniotic fluid. Then they just need to add breathing to the mix outside of the womb.”

"It's so small." "About the size of a banana right now. But growing perfectly." She moved the wand. "Spine. See? All the vertebrae lined up. No neural tube defects." A tiny spine. Curved. Delicate. Complete. "Brain. Here's the cerebellum. Ventricles. Everything measuring normally." My baby had a brain. A working brain. "Arms. Hands. Let me count fingers. One, two, three, four, five. Perfect."