Date A Live Twins Novels & Stories

Aldric POV The scheduled C-section was at nine in the morning on a Thursday. Thirty-six weeks exactly. The ideal delivery time for twins, according to every piece of research and every conversation with Dr Rose across the past months. Unlike Adrian's birth, which had been a series of catastrophes accelerating toward each other in an abandoned warehouse and an ambulance and an operating room where nothing had gone as planned, this arrival had been mapped out in advance. Surgical team scheduled. Neonatal specialists on standby. Dr. Rashid briefed on Caelen's full history. Blood typed and crossed and ready.

Premature meant they could've been born anywhere from late August to early October depending on how early. The Parents magazine interview from two weeks ago mentioned the twins were two years old. The interview was dated mid-September. Which meant they'd turned two sometime before that, probably in late spring or early summer. If they were born premature at maybe 32 weeks, working backward from a two-year birthday in spring... My hand was shaking as I did the calculation. Thirty-two weeks premature from an October due date meant birth in early April. Two years ago. Exactly nine months after mid-January when we'd conceived them. Exactly the timeline Grace had told me and I'd refused to believ

Tripled. "Twins are high risk," the obstetrician explained. "Especially given your history. We monitor closely. Plan for early delivery. Thirty-six to thirty-seven weeks ideal for twins. Reduces complications. Improves outcomes. We schedule C-section. Control the circumstances. Minimize surprises. Maximize safety." Leo and Maya moved closer to family. Temporarily. Boston to Azores. For final trimester. For support. For help with Isabella and Dante Jr. For community. For safety net.

“There are many reasons why immediate notification did not happen. It was important to Alex that Cole’s child was properly identified before any additional actions took place.” Andre sits up suddenly, cradling his son so as not to throw him to the ground. “When? When did the red stork land?” I sigh as the information given to me wasn’t easy to take in. “Melinda’s twins were born December 21st.” His mouth drops open, speechless towards the news.

“Strong heartbeat. Good placement.” My breath caught. Nate, I thought. The loud one. The one who’ll fight for air. Then—another flicker. Smaller. Slower. But unmistakable. “And a second,” she said, pen hovering over her clipboard. “Fraternal twins. Both heartbeats present. Strong.” I didn’t cry. Didn’t gasp. Just stared at the screen like I could memorize the shape of their tiny chests rising and falling. Two lives. Two souls. Both mine for now.

"What did you say?" "Despite their early arrival, the twins are both in great health. Your son was seven pound eight ounces and your daughter was seven pound two ounces which is what we would expect from babies who were carried to term. There shouldn't be any lasting problems but we will keep them in for a couple of days to monitor them," Lira explained as I heard the door open. I looked up to see both Luca and Jayson walking into the room, the both of them immediately going over to the twins and gushing over cute they both were.

I nod my head against him and he leads me back out of the packhouse. “Where are we going?” He had just brought me inside so why were we back outside. “To get a scan!” he smiles at me. In the pack hospital, I’m encouraged to lay on the bed as the doctor runs a large pen thing over my stomach. “Definitely twins! Congratulations!” the doctor smiles at me. “How long are we expecting the pregnancy to last?” Daryl questions the doctor. “Unfortunately, no one knows. Royal birth rates have never been recorded but I would say from the development of the babies, a few months at the most.”

Levi gave her a back hug, and they stood there for a while, gazing at the cars speeding down below. "The twins are finally here," he said on their way home. "What day were you thinking?" she asked. "Not sure about the day, but March sounds good." "Why March?" "Juno and Mars will be three months old then...old enough to travel, I think," Levi said. "Plus, it's the month we met. It was right after my birthday, actually." "Okay, March it is," Natalie agreed. "Let's make it the day we met." "Are you sure? But it's the night you met—"

Whereas his little sister is more timid… she hides behind him, but I saw her clearly today. Evangeline: What did you just say? Biron: I had a doubt, because at the first ultrasound, I only saw one baby. I understand why now; they’re two weeks apart in gestation. It’s rare, but it happens. You’re expecting non-identical twins. A little boy, fourteen weeks along, and a little girl, twelve weeks along. They'll be born at the same time, and it won't be a problem for your princess. But that's probably why you're still feeling nauseous.

He pointed to the camera above the door and added, "Uncle John will lose his job. We don't want that to happen, right?" "Sorry, uncle John," said Kenzie. "You'll still give us Christmas gifts, right? It's two in one; a birthday gift and a Christmas gift!" "Kenzie!" Samantha scolded her daughter before she explained to John, "I'm sorry, Mr. Garcia. They were both born on the 25th of December - fraternal twins." "Wow! You guys must be your Mommy's greatest gifts!" Remarked John before helping the twins return to his table.