First Born Novel Novels & Stories

Lucy made a huge mistake in her whole life. She fooled herself that Kent loved her and his wife Eloisa was sick. She can't explain what happened this morning. She shifted her gaze lazily at the clock that hangs on the hospital wall and the long arrow struck at six in the evening but there's no sign of Kent visiting her. She got gave birth to their firstborn baby boy but his father didn't care a single inch. She can't give up now. She will fight her claim as the mother of his child. She will do everything to make her child happy.

It took Daisy ten years to transform from a humble street vendor into a star investor in the corporate world. I stood by her side for every single one of those ten years. During our darkest year, I threw away every last drop of my self-respect and begged my estranged mother just for twenty dollars to buy us a decent meal. Looking back into Daisy’s heartbroken, tear-filled eyes, I gave her a soft smile and asked just one thing: "On the day the company finally goes public on Nasdaq, will you bring me with you?" She held me close and promised she would. Years later, when her company’s empire was soaring at its absolute peak, I gently brought up my old request once more. She didn't even bot

They lived like royalty while we suffered like slaves. I got to work, sweeping the floors. The task was exhausting, and the pain in my feet flared up again. I sighed, glancing at the massive bed. Without thinking, I threw myself onto it. The softness enveloped me, and for a fleeting moment, I felt a bit of peace. My long, curly black hair tumbled out of its bun, spreading across the bed like a dark halo. I probably looked ridiculous, but I didn’t care. It was the first comfort I’d felt in days.

"I'm happy to know that he believes in me." In that moment, Malakai gently turned Amani to face him, his eyes filled with reassurance. "We both believe in you, Amani." Amani wished she could share the same sentiment, but deep down, uncertainty plagued her. Throughout her life, she had grappled with self-doubt. When her father had finally revealed her status as an Alpha and the weighty responsibilities that came with it, she had never felt truly capable. She was the first female Alpha to ever be born, and the reality of that revelation had weighed heavily on her shoulders for years.

(Details: Ranking - Alpha - Beta - Omega --- Gender gets decided through a test at the age of 12 Alternative World where Omegas are taken as disgusting and disgraceful human beings in society) Twenty-one years ago, when I was born, Mama smiled, and Papa hid his tears. I was their firstborn child. Born with chestnut brown hair, shining eyes, and especially the noticeable bunny teeth, which had a little gap between them. I was brought to a mansion. And it was my new home. It was all mine.

Outside, thunder answered every scream I swallowed. The cabin flickered with candlelight. The air smelled of herbs and blood. “You’re doing fine,” Nilam said. “They’re eager. The first one’s almost here.” Her words blurred through the pain. I remember gripping the edge of the bed, sweat slick on my palms. My wolf stirred weakly inside me, lending what strength she could. Then, with one final cry that tore through my throat and the storm alike, the first child came. The sound of his cry filled the room.

Her novel. She told herself it was fiction, a story, nothing more. A way to keep herself sane while Ethan drifted in and out of confusion and Jessica lurked on the edges of every shadow. But the more she wrote, the more the truth spilled through her sentences, raw and naked. She wasn’t inventing. She was remembering. The novel wasn’t just about her marriage. It was her marriage. And that terrified her. Her first chapters were almost word for word what happened the night she met Ethan. The wine spilled on her dress, his smooth apology, the way his smile hooked into her heart and refused to let go.

This novel is a translation of the novel entitled "KISAH GLORY : PANGLIMA PERANG". If there are errors in writing and spelling, sorry. Happy reading. *** "Howeeek... Howeeek...” The baby's cries were heard big and clear by Avraam who was outside the house. He had been walking up and down restlessly, worried that something would happen to her first child, and really hoped that her child would be born healthy and perfect. "It's a boy!" screamed the woman inside.

I put my hand on his and Nate did as well and we sat beside him offering him the comfort of our presence and our love. "Nate, I think it's your time now", Elijah muttered with a small smile on his face while Nate groaned and pouted. Elijah looked good, he looked like as if a burden lifted off his shoulders and he felt and looked relaxed and a different kind of happy. "My shameless, lustful, and a pathetic excuse of a useless fuck, I mean my sperm donor left my beautiful, intelligent, pretty mom for another woman, so she obviously dropped his ass like the queen she is, but the poor woman was heart broken and was also going through some financial crisis so either she had to give me up for like

“When a family has two heirs and only one can inherit, people become desperate.” Valentina stepped forward. “And Isabella?” Helena looked at her. “Isabella was never supposed to inherit anything.” “Then why take her?” “Because she was the firstborn.” That sentence hit me harder than I expected. The firstborn. Everything came back at once. Rain. A hospital. Valentina’s voice. A tiny cry. My father standing beside me. His hand on my shoulder. Take the baby. I stumbled backward. Valentina caught my arm. “What did you remember?”