First Born Novel Novels & Stories

The first novel I read was by Louisa May Alcott; Little Woman, and then moved on to other feminist novels such as Handmaid's Tale and Pride and Prejudice—the book I'm holding right now. Well, I shouldn't be going around the library looking for a novel I like because what I'm supposed to be doing is taking care of a crazy bastard named Rhysand del Millero, who's on the phone. But I don't want to do that. I'd rather buy time with the books in front of me until the helicopter he's waiting for comes over to the bullshit he started. Damn, I hate this situation. I hate being stuck with a domineering, powerful man who loves to be heard more than to hear, and hates that I can't do anything.

“He has always been part of this world. Just like your kind.” Noah shakes his head. “The first of his kind was preserved in ice. Where I lived.” The Crone cackles, her long white hair blowing in a wind I can't feel, and the mother takes her place. It’s making my head spin. “That is what you think, but no… that was one of Bricius’s children.” Oh fuck. It’s as if someone punched the air from my guts. The Crone, not The Daughter, steps forward. “A father will always return for his firstborn. Such is their nature.”

"I'm working on it, Mariam. But don't complain if you have to babysit a lot. Clyde and I work, and a nanny is not really my choice." Five hands immediately went up. "Me. I'm happy to babysit the little prince. Count on me." I smiled at Sarha's nickname for my yet-to-be-born baby. "It could be a little princess. Not all firstborns are boys," I pointed out to my friend. But she shook her head. "The first one is definitely a boy. It's always like that. Look around, we all have a boy before the girls arrive." I cast my eyes over the mothers in our midst, and indeed, Sarha was absolutely right. They all had a son as their firstborn. Was this just a coincidence, or was there a reason behind it?

They were luminous but solid, their skin the color of dawn. When they opened their eyes, the reflection of the Blood Moon burned quietly within each one. Lyra pressed a hand to her chest. “They are alive.” The Flame Child smiled—a quiet, astonished smile. “They are us.” --- The First Breath The new beings stood uncertainly, gazing around the newborn world. Some touched the air as if to test its gentleness; others bent to feel the warmth of soil beneath their fingers. They were small miracles of contradiction—fragile and radiant, calm yet trembling with wild curiosity.

Sonia said hurriedly, "Relax, Jake. I'm not going to demand too much, and I won't ask for our relationship to be made official. I just want to bear a child… Your child. I know how important a woman's first time is for you. It was my first time when we did it, so I want to bear this child as a gift to you. "It doesn't matter if Ms. Bridgerton isn't interested in having children. I'm willing to bear your child for you, and I won't ask for anything other than to let me stay with you."

he said as he stood up. I nodded and watched as Brax left the room. Picking up the book, I opened it again I knew that it would take Brax a little while to sort things out so we could spend the day together, so what was the harm in reading a little more? Flicking through the pages, I noticed something: a name that stood out on the page; in bold letters, RYKER was written on the page. It read. Today, my first child was born—a boy. He will grow to be strong and brave. My son RYKER will become the Alpha of this pack.

She'd loved playing in the snow as a child or just watching it fall, but that was before she started getting the visions. Now, snow, especially the first snow, always filled her with longing and reminders of a sad memory. A memory that was hers, but at the same time, wasn’t. Now the snow which was once her favorite thing ever just made her restless, miserable, and always clouded her with a shroud of deep sadness. Especially the first snow. Scarlett's lips lifted in a tiny grimace as she recalled a day she gave in to the pressure and cried. Though it would’ve been laughable to anyone, there was nothing remotely funny about it to her. Because she was someone with a connection to her past life.

Jesse groaned and collected the novel from her in a swift move "Oh come on Jesse" "I don't get why you love this vampire plus hunter love story" Jesse frowned "I love it because it felt real" "Bells, I know how much your family despises the vampires and it's already in your book to wipe out all the existence of the vampires" Jesse snapped "Why are you getting all worked up all of a sudden" "Am I ?" Jesse flashed her a smile "Never mind" "Now give that novel back to me" She added and they both started fighting for the novel

The maids are the only ones who are cleaning my mess and the only thing I needed to worry about was my father's beatings. "Nathalie," he called in his serious voice and deep voice. "I-I didn't think that it was important. I thought it's fine because I can always clean everything once she's done." I lowered my head while my hands were resting on the side of the sink. "Nathalie," I heard when Kyrie crossed our distance before he stood beside me. "Kiara is our first born. It's normal to miss out some details when it's your first time as a mother, especially if you don't have any exposure to kids younger than you when you weren't a mother yet."

Then she helped pull my hair up in a messy bun, leaving a few stray stands to frame my face. Being alone with Erica was a bit tiring but also very informative. She did not hold back, she answered questions I did not know I had. She told me that Cain took over the pack at a very young age after his father’s death. He is not her biological son but rather the son of the previous Luna and her best friend. Most of Cain’s family has passed and she stepped in and played the role.