Novel & Cerita Dangerous Twins

"This isn't ordinary early-pregnancy nausea. There's two overwhelmingly dominant forces inside you, each fighting the other and fighting you for energy. With twins, the strain on your body is doubled." My chest went tight. I thought at once of that night the night Cassian had gone to Hailey. My blood had suddenly, with no warning, reversed course and gone wild inside my veins, nearly bursting them, before just as quickly settling. At the time I'd thought it was the contract punishing me for his betrayal. Now it seemed there might have been another reason. "What do I do?" I cradled my stomach, tense. "You have to be extremely careful these next few months," Elara said, drawing her hand back,

I had expected one baby, not two. Dominic's hand tightened on my shoulder, his finger dug in a little bit hard, like he was that i might slip away. Dante stood on my other side, completely dazed, his eyes fixed on the monitor like he couldn't believe what he was seeing. So she's carrying twins, Dominic said, his voice low and rough. The doctor smiled politely. "Yes, both are strong so far, but this is a high-risk pregnancy. She'll be needing close monitoring. Bed rest when there's complications. Stress is the biggest challenge right now."

she murmured. “I’m not going to sit here and profess to be a fucking angel, but I’ve never hurt a woman or a child. More than I can say for half the fucking guys who come here. Maybe I have a twisted definition of worse, but I’d say those things constitute a fucking warning.” Scraping his fingers across his shaven scalp, he let out a sharp exhale. “On the list of dangerous people here, I can name at least fifty who are more psychotic than I am.” “I’m not standing here alone with any of them though, am I?”

In that moment, her body froze at the sudden closeness of their faces. The cold breeze made Jasmine shiver, but slowly, a warmth began to tingle on her skin, becoming perfect as Mr. Hawthorne kissed her lips, slowly and softly. Jasmine couldn’t pull away, even though doubt lingered in her heart. She realized that even before hearing Mr. Harper’s words, she already knew that Mr. Hawthorne was a dangerous man. She shouldn’t have been surprised by the accidents that befell her tormentors, and she had to accept the fact that she was still in love with Mr. Hawthorne, who harbored a dark side.

Killian, Maizie shouted at her, and she huffed, wrapping her arms around her chest defensively. But then Wesley went to where she was standing and made her look at him. “She is right, Jemma. Did you ever consider how dangerous this thing was?! You might have gotten hurt or else died and we would be there watching you. This was so stupid of you. Are you trying to prove something here? Tell me because I really don’t understand.” The man said in annoyance, and honestly he was right in every word he said. This was dangerous and stupid at the same time.

Damien announces, speaking with a full mouth. "Me too!" His twin brother repeats, swallowing his food in a hurry. "You'll have to finish your food first," they say simultaneously and Anne chuckles. He is really getting a hang of this fatherhood thing and she couldn't be more proud. The twins eat with such fervency, as if they've never been allowed to watch TV in their lives. "All done!" "I suppose you can go," Anne grumbles, shifting away from Asher's breath fanning her ear. He can't even wait.

“Yes, poppet?” “Will… will she be okay giving birth?” Rose sounded afraid. I put my arm around her. “She’s a small girl, and I know childbirth can be difficult… and with two babies…” Anna’s face was serious. “I will not lie to you, poppet. There is danger in every birth, and that danger doubles with twins. Your sister is on the small size, but the babies won’t be large either, remember they’re sharing that space.” She sighed. “I can not guarantee that everything will go smoothly, but I will guarantee I will do everything I can to make sure all three of them come out alive and healthy.”

“Twin pregnancies are considered higher risk, we’ll need to monitor closely for complications such as twin-to-twin transfusion syndrome but for now, everything looks reassuring. Both are viable.” I stop listening, his voice slowly fades and the only thing that I can see is my whole life flashing before my eyes. Twins are a curse, twin daughters belonging to a twin are far worse. Mother knew I would turn into the monster I am today, she tried to kill me so many times to avert every tragedy but I always survived. I was okay with one baby, I could adjust, I could learn with one but with two? What if I curse them? What if I ruin them the way that I was ruined? What if I—

I turned away. “You’re going to suffer.” I looked at Diego. “I don't care if you increase the dosage, I want everything done within three days.” “Yes, boss.” Then I left. The afternoon sun warmed the garden, the second I stepped outside, I heard them. “Papa!” I looked up, and the twins were running toward me fast, and laughing. Completely unaware of the monsters surrounding their lives. They crashed into me, arms wrapping around my waist. I froze, only for a second, then I crouched ruffling their hair.

I purred. "Nothing," she whispered. "Ugh... I'm bored." Tyler rolled her eyes and stood up abruptly, falling over the water bottle near her. “Careful, it's expensive," I gnarled, and she scoffed. “Bored of what?… Staring at your fingers all day," Taylor seethed. Tyler ignored her and walked out to God knows where. I didn't know the twins right. “You know, Tay, I don't get why you're hell-bent on ruining Jordan's life." I chuckled.