Miraculous Ladybug Fanfiction Baby Novels & Stories

I shake my head and when I feel Ares moving and splitting me down the damn middle, I hear a piercing cry that causes my heart to still. “That’s it, Mia!” Dr. Lilah cries out. “Keep pushing!” With a tired, exhausted body, I hold onto the strength in Niko’s mark and the love I feel for him. With one final push and a scream so loud that it hurts my ears, I feel Ares leave my body and fall back onto the bed. “Oh, Alpha Prince,” Lilah gushes before she places the crying, squirming baby on my chest. “Congratulations Luna, Alpha; meet your baby boy.”

However, instead of using profanities, Lucius spoke in a low voice to Mirabelle, "The bird isn't hurt. It just left the nest too early. You can feed it whatever you find, and once its wings are strong enough, it will be able to fly." Was Lucius... apologizing to Mirabelle? A faint smile returned to Mirabelle's tearful face. Timidly, she whispered, "Thank you, Lucius..." Lucius gave a barely audible grunt in response before turning and leaving. Mirabelle watched him go, her face a mix of fear and longing. Even in her uncertain state, she managed to muster a small, hopeful smile. "Lilly, what Lucius said is true, right?" "What?" I asked. "Alice isn't hurt, right? She'll be able to fly successf

she cursed and then quickly covered her mouth as she realized she just indirectly called her mother a bitch, and I chuckled. Emelia really has her way around here as she already grabbed Kira's heart also. I felt a little jealous because she seems to have achieved what I haven't been able to do all these years. And I wonder if perhaps I actually have my own kid, would I be accepted and loved by this family?

A beacon of hope. “They’re going to be loved,” Mira said quietly beside me, her eyes misty as she looked from me to the crib. “And feared. Just like you, Elowen. A powerful legacy.” One of the younger warriors, barely older than a teen, his face still holding the soft edges of youth, raised his hand awkwardly, his gaze hesitant. “Luna? Would it be alright if… we touched your belly? Just for a moment? To offer a blessing?” His voice was reverent, almost shy.

I miss them... sadly I can't run over to them like I used to. Huh, this is ridiculous! This afternoon I really did something useless by walking around Kirin while staring at the Kirin students from afar. They all look happy with the typical juvenile freedom, like a bird that can fly freely anywhere. Even though this afternoon is quite hot, but this doesn't take away the slightest bit of my desire to take a walk here. I want to feel the hot air that used to be something so annoying for me. Then the dust flying around me, this reminds me of my youth which was so short. Tomorrow I will know the gender of this baby, it feels a little nervous. I didn't think that I would end up becoming a mother

Ares clutched her to his chest, and she instantly soothed into his touch. Uriel was bursting with excitement, ready to see the little baby as they descended the stairs. “Can I go see?” Uriel gasped, holding her hands over her mouth. Her child-like personality still had not left her and Lucifer hoped it never world. He hoped their children would be just as adorable, but that won’t be for a long while. He had too many things he wanted to do with his little bunny. “Go, but come back.” Uriel nodded frantically, rushing over to the little baby. The baby glowed so brightly from Uriel’s vision it almost hurt her eyes.

“Here is not for you. You should still be suckling your mum’s breasts.” “Who do you think you’re talking to like that?” she snarled running towards the bully with imminent speed and slashing her with elongated fingers only for the girl to scream. “A monster!!” I watched as the black-haired girl picked the female bully’s hands, opening her lantern and quenching it. “She’s no monster... she transformed back instantly.” someone whispered but my Lycan could hear. “That’s a fairy.” Fairy? Weren’t they pretty and kind... with wings not claws?

I look away from her, just to look back. I place my hand over hers, on her belly. I can hear her heartbeat, while I can feel the baby’s, as if it’s under my skin. Our hearts beat in sync. A baby Lycan is one in a million. An enigma. A complexity. An impossibility, yet very possible and alive. My baby. It changes everything. Somehow, I fall asleep, not to the baby’s heartbeat, but hers. I wake up hours later. The sun rises in the distance. Her limbs are sprawled over me as if she’s a spider. Her face is buried in my chest, and she’s holding on to my arm as if she’s scared I might run away.

She clutched her dead phone, feeling a mix of fear and excitement from Maggie's news and the fact that Hansen was blocking her path. Does he hate me that much? she thought and took a few steps back, saying with unwavering determination, "I'm leaving right now." Caitlin, on the steps, looked at Alpha's handsome wolf form with excitement but was infuriated by Catherine's presence. "Alpha, she was packing to leave. I told her to stay a bit longer, but she said she didn't want to see me again and found me disgusting," she said. The butler quickly added fuel to the fire. "Alpha, I was just trying to persuade Luna not to leave. But she wouldn't listen, and even scattered her clothes everywhere. Mi

“You’re almost there. One more big push on my count. Three… two… now.” Mabella bore down with everything she had, her roar filling the room. The scent of blood and magic spiked. I held her through it, Raven’s certainty an anchor in the chaos. The baby came quickly after that—smaller than expected, slipping into Vida’s waiting hands in a rush of fluid and pulsing energy. For three terrifying heartbeats, the room fell completely silent. No cry. No sound. My blood turned to ice. Breathe, I begged silently. Please, little one.