Novel & Cerita Lady Dimitrescu Pregnant

Damon pov i know some people may think am just been evil but what can i say i derive pleasure in killing,but plus i have to feed in other to be strong and that is what draven has failed to understand. so i decided to pay a visit to a new friend the lady i left alive at the place she worked,i just sat at the bar waiting to see if she would recognize me, then she said "i know you", "do you? well thats unfortunate" i said " I don't know how but your face looks familiar from the last night i was attacked" , " are you sure lady think again" i said " i remember your the vampire that bit me!" she said with full assurance that was when i knew draven action didn't work at all.

I heard her ask in anticipation. "Congratulations Ma, you are going to be a grandmother" the doctor replied with a small smile. "What? How is this possible? How am I pregnant for this man?" I yelled in shock as everyone weirdly stared at me. "Just kidding, I mean I can't believe I'm really pregnant for Liam," I said with a nervous laugh to cover up my mistake. Suddenly, we all heard a loud thud. I quickly turned and found Liam slumped to the floor looking like he just saw a ghost.

"Wait, did you say baby? She's... she's actually pregnant?" "Yes, about five months along, from what the doctors said." Lady Lina looked at Damien, whose face had gone white. "We'll be there as soon as we can. Thank you, Mrs. Chen. Thank you so much." Lady Lina hung up and turned to Damien, whose face had drained of all color. "She's in Burlington. She's alive." "How is she?" "Stable. But Damien..." Lady Lina's voice faltered. "She's pregnant. She's actually pregnant."

She didn’t know that she could have him on his knees in only a few moments. “I know you took another woman that night. I followed you back to your home. That woman you married was a horror with fangs. The slave girl, on the other hand, was a beauty; she gave you a son, did she not?” Rayne asked, her hand sliding down to the top of his pants. Dimitri seemed to get distracted for a moment when he felt her fingers slide into his pants.

Something that whispered with Marcus's voice: *Every time he bleeds, I'm there. "The packs," I asked weakly. "Waiting," Volkov answered. "Half want to hunt Marcus. Half want to submit to him. All are terrified." "And the pregnancy?" Dimitri's arms tightened. "Real. James confirmed it. Three days old, growing faster than normal. The goddess fire is nurturing it." I placed my hand on my still-flat stomach, feeling that tiny spark of life. "We can't go to the Flame Realm," Dimitri said. "It's a trap."

“Dimitri, something’s wrong. Call the doctor. Please.” He was across the room in two strides, scooping her up despite her protests. “Stay with me. Breathe. Just breathe, love.” His voice shook with barely contained terror as he carried her downstairs, phone already to his ear. “This is Dimitri Voss. My wife is pregnant, thirty weeks, she’s bleeding and in pain. We’re leaving now. Meet us at the hospital.” The car ride was a blur of red lights and Dimitri’s white-knuckled grip on the wheel. Lyra clutched her belly, tears streaming down her face. “I can’t lose this baby. Not after everything we fought for. Not when we finally have peace.”

“It’s indecent.” “You saw me put this on for the party, Leo. You drove me to it!” Susan flung back at him furiously, wondering if her no longer perfectly flat stomach was so horrible in the dress that it made her look rather ridiculous. “Well, I should have realised it sooner. You're pregnant,” he reminded her with something very much like satisfaction. “And throwing yourself at men like Jeremy who are lusting over you in your condition isn’t sensible.”

Her smile was so true in a way I had never witnessed in other pictures. “Your mother and I were in a relationship before she married Dimitri. Vincent said quietly. "Brief. Intense. Well because I was deep cover they did end it. Already having committed to work, that meant I would be unable to lead a normal life.” The next page was a letter. My mother's handwriting. Dated nine months before my birth. “Vincent, I am pregnant. The baby is yours. But I’m not capable of raising a child by myself. Dimitri proposed to me. To give the baby his name. I am accepting. Please do not contact me. It’s the only way to protect him.”

Just like I thought, the employees had gathered to watch her supposed walk of shame, I took note of the people that somehow looked happy to see her and those that were happily wallowing in her pain. She suddenly leaned into my jacket, and a smirk filled my face. I didn’t enjoy the feeling like I should because I soon reached the front of my car and placed her in. “I think you are too pretty to be crying on the elevator floor for loser boys!” I leaned in to whisper before closing the door. As I watched the car pull out of the driveway, I received a call. Speaking of the devil. “Mr. Dimitrios, we are still expecting you” Mattew had said and a slowly frown filled my face.

He replied and adjusted his microscopic lenses. "Blade 20…" he mumbled and opened his palms to receive what he asked for. Outside, everyone was sick and worried as they hoped that everything would turn out to be successful. The Grand Elders of the Volturi tried to come up with conversations in order to keep Lord Ray awake but their efforts were futile because he was slowly weaning off which meant that she was about to deliver the baby. Suddenly, they heard the cry of the baby from the room. They all rushed towards the room but the door was shut so they couldn't go inside.