Cradle Novels & Stories

One by one, bags were placed by the servants on her bed and Mayra just stood there staring at Tanya confusingly. Tanya chuckled and gestured for her to wait. At last, two servants came in holding a beautiful cradle and placed it beside the study table. Mayra grinned watching it and instantly rushed towards it to see. It was the most beautiful thing Mayra had ever seen. The white cradle had a silver net dragging from the top with stars hanging on it. The bedding was soft and it had two silversides which were adjustable. Mayra just stood there and checked it thoroughly for the baby.

Cain Cadell I knew moving to Midwick was a good start. The town held a strong connection to almost all kinds of supernatural, it only made sense that I make it the place I rule from. I know I still have plenty of fights, maybe even wars, before I become a Lycan. "Perhaps tonight you'll finally find your mate." Daniel Braxton, my Beta and best friend, said as he came to stand next to me on the balcony. "You haven't lost hope yet?" I shook my head, "I will be thirty in a few months, Daniel. No wolf goes that long without their mate if they were ever meant to have one."

Different magical creatures came by to say well done and gave me special items to keep me safe. Even Cyrus and the Awakened paid us a visit, presenting us with a beautiful artifact — a small, intricately carved crystal that glowed with a soft, pulsing light. “This is said to protect unborn children,” Cyrus explained, placing the crystal in my hand. “We want you to have it.” I was really moved by the gesture and felt a lump in my throat. “Thank you, Cyrus,” I said. “This means more to me than you can imagine.” That night, I had my first cravin' big time preggo. I woke up in the middle of the night really wanting some chocolate chip and pickles.

At the door, Terise asks Clara. Unlike Clara, who has been working here since I was in my mom's belly, Terise has been a maid for three months. "No, I'm not," I say, raising my voice. I don't want them to think so. They didn't believe it. "Should we try to call her parents?" Clara asks Terise, worried. "They won't answer. They never do." I say it sadly as tears stream down my eyes. "Well, do you want us to call your boyfriend Tristan?" He always seems to cheer you up. "Terise is afraid that I will have another emotional meltdown.

she immediately exclaimed as she surveyed the household with an admiring gaze. It was made of concrete and wood that she knew are narra and mahogany. It was like the old houses in the time of the Spaniards. There are large windows made of capiz shell. The floor is wide narra planks and so are the several antiques. "Thank you, Papa inherited this from his parents that's why it looks a bit like this. Mama just takes care of it so it doesn't break down completely," Jason explained to her. Jenny then smiled and approached a rocking chair next to the large window and then sat there.

My voice cracked. “Alice got pregnant at age nineteen and although we never expected it, I was over the moon, I was so happy, I could not wait to welcome our child, Alice may have had her issues and her family wasn’t perfect, but I was ready to do everything, everything for us.” His voice cracked as well and he licked his lip. “Everything changed the day she gave birth though, she had not one, but three babies.” My eyes widened and my lips parted. “W-what?” I breathed.

They had won! I ignored their celebration and continued with the second announcement. "Second, to compensate everyone, the company will switch to providing childcare allowances." The crowd quieted. They stared at me expectantly. I cleared my throat and announced the number they had never dared to dream in their wildest fantasies. "For all eligible working mothers," I read, "each will receive a monthly childcare allowance of 200 dollars." The room went utterly silent. Keira's phone, poised to flaunt her victory, slipped from her hands with a loud crash, the screen shattering.

And beyond the inverted waterfall, in a clearing where the grass shimmered with silver dew and the trees had leaves of crystal, lay the Moon's Cradle. It was a simple structure, not made by human or wolf hands, but by the earth itself. Stones arranged in a perfect circle, at the center of which a soft light pulsed like a beating heart. "The place where the first Luna was born," Jared whispered, his voice full of awe. "The place where the first Key was forged," Aurora finished, walking toward the circle of stones. But when she reached the edge of the circle, she stopped abruptly, all color draining from her face.

At the threshold, I did the only thing a man like me knows how to do when the world asks for gentleness: I started to build. I opened the storage room I’d pretended not to plan for weeks ago and hauled out the cedar cradle I hadn’t admitted to anyone I’d commissioned from Bash down in town. I set it by the window and frowned at the draft. Todd materialized, insulted by the draft’s existence, and made war on it with weatherstripping and a swear jar I pretended not to notice.

"Remind me never to ask you for a loan, boss." "Let's move. The main breach is down there," Jack pointed to the massive, crystalline cavern that tore into the Earth's crust. The descent was a vertical plunge into the planet's anatomy. Using their armor's grav-boots, the trio scaled down the sides of the abyss. The deeper they went, the more the natural rock gave way to ancient, sprawling architecture. It wasn't the marble of the Old Ones, nor the dark matter of the Devourer. It was a structure built of pure, interwoven strands of starlight and liquid gold. It was the Cradle.