Miraculous Ladybug Fanfiction Baby Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her expression softened the moment she saw him properly. “Oh gods…” “He was born tonight,” I said hoarsely. Mira looked horrified. “Where’s the mother?” My chest tightened painfully. “She was taken.” Silence filled the room. Mira slowly looked back at me. “By who?” I couldn’t even say his name without rage filling me. “The resurrected Lord.” Her face lost all color. The baby whimpered softly again, drawing both our attention. Mira carefully picked him up. “He’s beautiful,” she whispered gently.

JI'LAHNI POV: 10:30PM Why do I hear crying? I'm trying to sleep. Wait a minute why am I hearing crying. Where the hell am I? I tried opening my eyes it felt like they were glued together. Taking a deep breath, I tried again to open my eyes and this time I manage to crack them open just to be blinded by the brightness in the room. Waiting for my eyes to adjust I cracked my eyes open again to take in my surroundings. Then something moving next to me caught my eye and I looked down seeing the most beautiful baby I've ever seen and just like that the memories of everything that happened up until....I don't remember my baby boy being born. My heart began to race. I immediately started looking ar

I turned to her and stared at her, uncertain of what I had heard. “What did you just say?” I growled as I advanced towards her with slow steps. “Your daughter is a brat Gabriel and her dead mother should have taught her some manners,” Mira replied nonchalantly. My anger instantly burnt red and I charged at her in blind anger, bounding across the room, and in the blink of an eye, I was standing over her. My claws were elongated, ready and eager to taste blood, her blood. Mira burst out laughing, turned to look at me, and broke into another fit of laughter.

Kieran's POV, “You betrayed me, Kieran,” Mira whispered, her voice tinkling like broken glass. “You broke my trust again and again, and tossed me aside like I was nothing.” “Mira! You’re… you came back to me.” Mira was standing just feet away from me, her white dress stained with fresh blood and her eyes burning with a fire that seared my soul. Her pale face was framed by her dark hair, tangled and wet. And in her arms… a baby was lying like a piece of shredded flesh. Its tiny head lolled against her chest, too still to be sleeping.

Our miracles. I bore down with everything I had, screaming from the depth of my soul. "Good, good, Mirabella," the doctor encouraged. "I can see the first one’s head!" "You’re doing it, Luna," Alex said, kissing my knuckles. "You’re almost there." I closed my eyes and pushed again, feeling like my body would tear apart. A sharp, searing burn—and then relief. A thin, desperate cry filled the room. The first baby. "Our son," Alex choked out, tears falling freely from his eyes.

She continues, and I grin at her. “Who said the world is fair, my love? You know I will temporarily block your power use, and then Layla is going to be better than you before your month is up.” Mirage walks to her father, hiding her head in his leg, mumbling about unfair moms, and sisters who just can’t keep up without help. I chuckle at her antics, nodding to Liam. He mindlinks a thank you, hoists Mirage into his arms and walks away with her, putting her down as he takes the other two with him as well.

The woman’s eyes locked onto Elara with desperation sharpened by love. "She won't stop coughing," the mother whispered. "Sounds like broken gears." Elara knelt without hesitation, laying her hand over the child’s chest. She felt her magic stir, a warmth that bloomed with quiet intent, and flowed gently into the baby's lungs. The rattling breath slowed, then ceased. The baby's eyes fluttered open. One clean, strong breath followed.

So much has changed since my first entry about strange dreams and unexplained abilities. A knock interrupted my writing. Liora, Elara, and Mira burst in, arms full of baby catalogs. “We have ideas,” Liora announced. “So many ideas,” Mira added. “Save me,” I mouthed to my mates, but they just grinned and escaped to the office. The girls settled in, spreading magazines everywhere. “First,” Elara declared, “we need to discuss proper magical protection for a hybrid baby.” “Babies,” Mira corrected absently. “I had a vision. Twins.”

Scarlet said flatly. Mira tilted her head. “You could at least thank me for advice. But fine. I’ll leave you to wallow.” She paused at the doorway. “Oh, and maybe light some sage or something. This place reeks of heartbreak and pussy.” Mira frowned, mumbling just loud enough for Scarlet to hear. “Guess it wouldn’t be so bad being friends with the girl who ends up with Alpha Ronan’s baby. The gifts alone would set me for life.”

I angrily yelled. "Sorry baby.. Does it hurt?" I calmly said,caressing Mirabel's cheek.. "Mum! Trust me..that guy is bad" Mirabel cried.. "Hush baby! I trust you okay" I said and hugged her.. My baby looks really scared.. I wonder who this Jeffrey really is.. Could it be that he is.... No! No! That can't be possible.. "I can't believe this mum! How can you take her side?" Saphira said as tears welled up in her eyes..