One Birth Two Treasures Novel Full Novels & Stories

This made me feel a bit self-conscious. The low back, adorned with intricate beadings that made a delicate pattern, showed off the curve of my spine. The daring neckline framed the swell of my chest with a provocative elegance. The fabric, a rich midnight black with a subtle sheen, seemed to suck in the light, creating a glow that sparkled with each move. Surveying other outfits with a detached air, Jayden turned to face me. The reaction was instant. His steely gaze burned with an intensity that betrayed a hunger. As his look swept over me, the glint in his eyes showed a fiery appreciation that bordered on animalistic desire.

Not sure how that is going to work since the guy doesn’t have an artistic bone in his body. “Sorry my precious jewel. I know you wanted a girl.” I told her. “Actually I wanted a little boy. I have always pictured our first child as a boy that looks just like you.” She admitted. I smile at her before pressing my lips to hers. I hear a grumble behind us. I have no idea if it is Mathius or Riley. They are still protective of her, which is nice but they need to get over it. For fuck sake she is pregnant with my son and they both know how that works. I won’t fault them too much. I would be the same way if this was my little sister, who better not get pregnant before she is 25. Sapphire

I let out a mirthless chuckle and responded apathetically, "You're the one who killed our baby and sealed your own fate, Jasper. Everything you're going through now is just the consequences of your actions." Before he could respond, I turned to leave. Behind me, I heard the sound of breaking glass. "Help! The suspect has taken his own life!" I left the police station in high spirits. Business overseas was booming, so I made the decision to move the company headquarters to New Avalon City. From the top of Crownspire Building, the sunset painted the city in warm, golden hues. All of a sudden, my phone rang; it was a call from Valerie. Her voice sounded worn and aged. "Wynne… I was cleaning Jas

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.

Grace couldn’t stop herself from chuckling as she heard and saw her little overlord’s exaggerated antics; Darcy’s lips too curled up although he feigned ignorance to little baby’s theatrics. “Big treasure is wrong.” Chris Jnr sighed helplessly as he spoke against his will as he saw that little treasure had no intention of calming down and her wails and accusations were becoming more ridiculous by the minute. He added with a sly smile “Big treasure won’t tell baby brother that you wanted him to be a girl.” “Um??” Little treasure paused her wails as she blinked her big round eyes and stared at Big treasure with a questioning gaze. “Um” Big treasure nodded with a victorious smirk “It will be ou

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.