Himari Gave Birth To Twins Novels & Stories

Alpha Damien and I later had two beautiful girls and Beta Harold and Jazmyn had a set of twins, a girl and a boy. Everyone lived happily and the pack and moon goddess were in accordance. We had more four somes and sometimes three soems, depending on our schedule and it was always memorable. Jazmyn and I became very close, and we helped our husbands achieve their goals while avhieving ours.

Her lips quivered a bit and I noticed the red swellings, and red marks on her eye areas. Pain ripped through my chest. I've failed her. She was here all alone fighting between life and death while I sit doing nothing. “Oou….” A sound comes from the baby cot, my babies cot sounds more befitting. Ariel didn't bless me with a child agreed upon rather all this time the child resting in her womb while we patiently wait to see it's sex was twins. Twins children lived, ate, co-habited and when it was time to get born gave my wife a hard time. I've heard how twins birth are different from a single child, it must have been rough but in all I'm glad they made it out alive- mother and children.

Harold yelled and kept crying, which made the blanket wet with his tears. George’s heart was tightened. The twins’ telepathy made his eyes turn red too. He took out a tissue to wipe Harold’s tears while he whispered, “Maybe it’s because she became pregnant with us when she was just eighteen. Our arrival ruined her calm life and left her with no other choice.” Since they were not planned, their mother hated them.

She ran in the woods every full moon, so she won't turn out a worn-out pregnant Alpha female. The next morning they were born, she had finished eating breakfast as usual and she stood up to go take her morning walk when the pain from last night got stronger, she summoned Zoe immediately and helped her to her room. The contractions getting stronger by the minute. The female omega midwives arrived and went to work immediately. After two hours of labour, her twins arrived. Kiara was first and Gladys came out second. Her twin girls. The twins had the silver eyes of their parents. News spread and there was celebration in the northern territory. . . . …..

At the very end, James placed my hand into Elijah’s. “Kid, she’s yours now. “But remember this. “She’ll always be the daughter of ninety-nine men.” As we exchanged rings, a thunderous roar echoed across the sky. Ninety-nine helicopters formed four giant words overhead. [Congratulations, Newlyweds.] When I was thirty-two, I gave birth to twins—a boy and a girl. Outside the delivery room, ninety-nine white-haired old men packed the entire hallway. The head nurse almost thought a mafia war was about to break out inside the hospital.

The hasty cremation, the evasive answers—I had suspected all along that neither of them had truly died. And after Jeremy's "death," I discovered I was pregnant. With twins. That was when I conceived my boldest plan. I took on the role of caretaker for Jeremy and Janey's supposed illegitimate sons. Under the guise of grief too deep to bear, I retreated to the countryside with them. Two years later, I returned—with my own twins. Everyone believed they were Jeremy's illegitimate children. Even my own parents were deceived. They scolded me for being a fool, and friends mocked me for lowering myself to raise another woman's children.

Daxton pressed, “how many embryos were transferred?” Damien froze. “One,” he said slowly. “That’s what the report said.” Daxton’s gaze sharpened. “Reports lie. Biology doesn’t.” A chill crept up Damien’s spine. “You think—” Damien started. “I think,” Daxton said calmly, “that the woman you’re falling for did not abandon your child.” Damien’s breath left him. “You took one,” Daxton continued. “She gave birth to two.” The world tilted.

I sighed in relief that neither of them had black hair like mine because I wasn’t able to accept my hair and eye color. I didn’t know why, but both of them stopped crying when their bodies touched mine. The nurse took them to clean while the doctor went to inform Cassandra Stone about my condition. “Congratulations, Grand High Witch. It’s a boy and a girl.” “Already? I thought only one was out. Is Gianna all right? How come she gave birth to twins and didn’t cry even once?” “Gianna is in perfect health. To be honest, I’ve never seen any human with such a high tolerance for pain because the baby boy is ten pounds, and the baby girl is nine pounds. Gianna did exactly how we’d practiced in our

“Congratulations.” Jiro’s reaction was immediate. His hand found mine, squeezing it tightly. “Another baby,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe and joy. “Haru, this is incredible.” I blinked, trying to process the news. “I didn’t think… I mean, we weren’t planning for this.” “Sometimes the best things in life aren’t planned,” Jiro said, his eyes shining. As we left the hospital, Jiro kept his arm around me, his excitement palpable. “Hibiki and Mina are going to lose their minds when they hear this. Another sibling!”

He turned and smiled at her. "... I don’t know how, Reagan, but they are twin boys and Pure-blood at that. Let me call you back later..." he said, ending the call. Her eyes widened in surprise. Did he just say they were Pure-blood twins? "How...?" she murmured as he kissed her forehead. "I don’t know, babe. The full moon came out yesterday while you were giving birth, and now we have two Pure-blood Vampire heirs..." Lumiére laughed, hugging her.