One Birth Two Treasures Novel Full Novels & Stories

Junior had turned one year old, and sure enough, he was very advanced. Super bright, recently started walking without assistance. He knew how to form short sentences to express himself. Jake and Treasure were so proud as they talked about having baby number two. Yet Treasure's life had many layers. She was a child who survived a fire as her parents died in that same fire—a hard life with a habitually gambling uncle. Married to a man who was a monster who took her child's life in her belly, then he tried to take her life by fire once more. Treasure life would never be easy or cookie-cutter. She fought hard to be a good wife and mommy, with Jake's help; there was no one better than him. He mea

"This is so embarrassing" Flopping back on the white pillows, she stared at the wall across the room. The morning sunlight shone through the glass windows slightly, making the wall across the room a dazzling array of stripes. Every other morning, she loved to lie in bed for as long as she could get away with it and just watch the flecks. Today, she couldn't wait to get out of bed. She felt like some massive elephant was sitting on her body. She felt rather exhausted and so hungry. "Oh, goodness me, I've never been this hungry before." Thinking about her pregnant belly, she halted as she felt herself slip into a bed again and sob. For some frantic reason, she was grieving her shattered heart.

Big treasure placed his little hand over hers and blinked comfortingly. Luckily for the duo, Elizabeth missed their little action although it was not missed by Adam who could only feign ignorance and play along. Elizabeth’s attention was distracted as Bruno, who was pulling her gown with a face full grievance; he pointed towards the table that the treasures were seated with a pout. “Is grandma’s little Baby tired?” Elizabeth smiled as she picked him up and seated him on the table, misunderstanding that his grievance was due to her attentiveness to the two treasures.

Maybe I had to fix that soon. When she left, he continued talking, "The first term is your payment for carrying this child. You will receive one million dollars after delivering the child. But you won't have any parental rights, as this child will be mine after birth." The thought of not having parental rights felt weird to me but I didn't oppose. I knew the baby would be biologically mine even if I had no parental rights. I just hoped I wouldn't end up getting attached to the baby. It was possible. How could I not get attached? I pushed the thought away and realized I had to answer him.

A boy. She had taken him, wrapped him in silk, and handed him to the nurse waiting outside. But when she turned back, Daphne was still in pain, still pushing, still bleeding. Then she saw it — the second child. A girl. Mira caught her just before she fell onto the sheets, but the moment she touched the newborn’s skin, her hands burned. The child’s body glowed faintly gold, and when Mira turned her over — she saw it. The invisible mark.

Gift seventeen. I didn’t speak. I’d been mute for a while now, I couldn’t speak. He kept going, bespoke London trench coat tailored for me. Gift eighteen. A private beach dinner lit by lanterns, fire dancers performing for me. I danced with me, Crest kept laughing, filming the entire thing. Gift nineteen. A sapphire birthstone ring, elegant, breathtaking. Gift twenty. He slid it onto my finger, kissed my knuckle slowly. I shivered. Back in the villa, he handed me a beautiful leather journal embossed with my initials. Gift twenty one.

Meanwhile, Dante picked up a picture frame containing any image of me and the kids. "Twins," Dante spoke softly, his voice tinged with a hint of longing and nostalgia. "I had two beautiful pair of twins, and I wasn't even there to witness their precious birth." He seemed lost in a bittersweet reverie, and I remained silent, knowing that his words were laced with anger and resentment.

Delatorre's room since there are a lot of flower decors around, including the wall. But the whole room was still elegant even though it does have strong feminine touches all over the place. It just took me a couple of hours to tidy it up and I proceed to room number two. Books, books, and books were everywhere. That was the first sight that welcomed me in this room and I'm pretty sure who owned this one, that would be Duke since Miss Portia mentioned that he is the bookworm in the family. I just never expected that he is this kind of bookworm that his room looks like a library. It is not hard for me to clean his room since almost everything is in place. I'm already getting tired and hungry w

, asked Natasha . "Indirectly, it's his school ," replied Mandy . "Screw me ." said Natasha, giving an eye roll . As they moved out of the school Natasha dropped Mandy at her home and started going to her favourite place of all time, a small forest near the lakes . It wasn't dangerous as there were no wild animals. Natasha used to spend most of the time there since she shifted to the town . She experienced peace in nature.She felt stressless while she sat staring at water flowing in the lake and listening to the chirping of sounds . The place had a way better environment than her home.

I was late morning when Tristan entered the room pulling my head of the book, I looked at him in slight amazement. “We have the conference call in twenty minutes.” He greeted stepping into the room as I looked up. “What?” He asked and I held up the book. “Tristan, this book.” I stated not really knowing how to explain it. “It’s a novel, just a story that I found in the library, but it’s based on a family of werewolves, the two daughters, twins, were born with a special gift, they could produce fire and ice.” I uttered and watched as his brows rose. “They later became joint alphas of the their pack. Do you think this could be the story of the alpha twins that we were looking for?”