Sonic Is Pregnant With Shadow

I burst through the hospital doors; they barely let me into his room. Machines beeped in a rhythm that sounded like a countdown. I grabbed his frail hand. “No, Eli, stay with me; please stay with me.” The nurse stepped back to give me space. “His condition’s worsening. We need the rest of the money by tomorrow so that the surgery will be performed, or we’ll have to transfer him to a state facility, and you know what that means.” I nodded numbly. I promise to think of something. I said, sobbing uncontrollably and forcefully handling the doctor the money Ryker gave to me. I know it's not enough, but please help me start with this. I will make it up. The nurse returned the money, and nurse Kara pulled me outside. “What are you doing, Lucy”? Is this how you intend to save your brother? *** What would you do if you needed to save your brother from a sick bed? Lucy, a stripper, is on the verge of losing her brother because of hospital bills that she could not afford. Comes Ryker, a Ruthless Mafia Boss who is the best option for Lucy to save her brother because all she needs to do is give birth to his heirs, and he would settle her brother's hospital bills. After Lucy signs a contract marriage with Ryker, she discovers that Ryker has been keeping secrets of hers; he knows that Lucy is a wealthy heiress. Will she continue to carry Ryker's baby, or will she terminate the pregnancy?

As the fated mate of Loki Whalen, Alpha of the Darkshadow pack, I once believed I would be his only Luna for life. Today, that lie shatters. On the pack's registry, my name has been crossed out as Loki's mate. In its place is Maya Hemmings, his true love, whom he claimed had left the pack years ago. The truth is cruel. In that instant, the excruciating pain of a bond rejection tears through my soul. That's when I finally understand that my weakness from the past year isn't from the heartache of failing to conceive, but the aftermath of our severed mate bond. Loki needs my powerful bloodline to bear him an heir and solve the plague, the Blight, that's spreading through the pack. What he doesn't know is that the healer told me yesterday that I'm carrying the twin pups he's always dreamed of. Since his love is a lie, I have no reason to stay. Now, I will leave and take his true heirs with me.

Ang kasal ay nagbibigkis sa dalawang taong nagmamahalan. Si Jane ay kinasal sa lalaking dalawang beses palang niyang nakikita. Wala silang pagmamahal sa isa’t isa, para sa kanilang dalawa ang kanilang kasal ay sa papel lamang. Paano kung isang araw ay matuklasan niya na si Clegane, ang kanyang asawa ay hindi pala ordinaryong lalaki lang?

Willow Ashford, the secretary of my mate, Alpha Garrett Blackwood, files our marking ceremony application as a mate bond dissolution for the 37th time. I finally can't hold back anymore and storm into Garrett's office, my voice trembling. "Is this what you call a top graduate from the Elite Werewolves Academy? She couldn't even figure out a simple marking ceremony application! "This is the 37th time. If you really don't have time to manage your employees, I can help you fire her." Garrett looks up from his documents, glances at the application records on my phone screen, and sighs. "I told you before, you can't have someone of Willow's caliber doing menial tasks for you. "If you have time to come here and lose your temper at me, you might as well go handle it yourself." But he doesn't know that I just discovered I'm with pup. The doctor warned me to protect the pup and avoid crowds, and the Werewolf Affairs Department is always packed and suffocating. I look at his cold profile, and something deep inside me finally shatters. In that moment, I decide to end it all. But on the day I leave the pack with our pup, leaving him behind, he goes crazy searching for me everywhere.

When Emily hears that her childhood sweetheart and contract husband, Carlos, wants a divorce, her world starts crashing down. She's hurt and heartbroken. And if that isn't bad enough... She's pregnant.

ลอนดอน ค.ศ. ๑๘๘๘ มหานครที่รุ่งโรจน์ด้วยแสงตะเกียงแก๊ส แต่กลับเน่าเฟะด้วยคราบเลือดในย่านไวท์แชปเพิล เมื่อฆาตกรต่อเนื่องฉายาแจ็ค เดอะ ริปเปอร์ เริ่มออกล่าท้าทายกฎหมาย ทิ้งไว้เพียงศพที่ถูกเฉือนอย่างวิจิตรและความหวาดกลัวที่กัดกินหัวใจผู้คน เอวาลิน นักข่าวสาวผู้ยึดมั่นในความยุติธรรมรู้ดีว่าในฐานะผู้หญิง เธอไม่มีสิทธิ์ส่งเสียงในโลกที่ชายเป็นใหญ่ เธอจึงต้องละทิ้งกระโปรงลูกไม้ แล้วสวมรอยเป็นเด็กหนุ่ม เพื่อแทรกตัวเข้าไปในตรอกมืดที่ตำรวจไม่เคยย่างกราย และบันทึกสิ่งที่โลกไม่เคยได้รับรู้ แต่แผนการของเธอกลับสะดุดลง เมื่อเธอต้องเผชิญหน้ากับอีธานนาย ตำรวจหนุ่มผู้เฉียบคมจากสกอตแลนด์ยาร์ด ผู้มาพร้อมกับเสียงฝีเท้าที่หนักแน่นและดวงตาสีเทาที่คอยจ้องจับผิดทุกการเคลื่อนไหวของเธอ จากการไล่ล่าในฐานะผู้ต้องสงสัยกลับกลายเป็นการเดิมพันด้วยชีวิต เมื่อทั้งคู่ต่างถลำลึกเข้าสู่เกมของฆาตกรที่เฝ้ามองพวกเขาอยู่ในเงามืด หนึ่งคนออกล่าเพื่อปิดคดี หนึ่งคนเอาชีวิตเข้าแลกเพื่อเปิดโปง ท่าม กลางหมอกหนาที่พันธนาการความจริงและหัวใจ เอวาลินจะรักษาตัวตนของเธอไว้ได้นานแค่ไหน? เมื่อศัตรูที่ร้ายกาจที่สุดอาจไม่ใช่ฆาตกรที่ถือมีด แต่อาจเป็นความเชื่อใจที่เธอมีให้แก่นายตำรวจผู้ครองถือกุญแจไขความลับของเธอไว้ในมือ

They say revenge is a dish best served cold. Mine's been chilling for five years. The night James Reed kicked me out of his life, I was pregnant, penniless, and naive enough to believe love mattered more than money. He taught me better. When you're bleeding out in the rain, clutching your stomach while your best friend laughs from his doorway, you learn exactly what you're worth to people like them. Zero. But the woman who nearly died that night? She stayed dead. The one who came back is someone else entirely. Anna Quinn. Lost daughter of California's most powerful family. CEO of her own pharmaceutical empire. And the silent majority shareholder in James Reed's failing company. He's about to learn what happens when you build an empire on stolen foundations. His marriage has cracks he doesn't see. And the investors keeping him afloat? They answer to me now. He thinks he's untouchable. That my formula made him invincible. But success built on stolen work has a way of crumbling when the original genius decides to pull the rug out. I don't want him back. I want him ruined. And this time, I'm the one holding all the cards.

On the day I'm set to go into labor, I plead to my husband, Timothy Langford, to take me to the hospital when I'm two centimeters dilated. However, a pissed-looking Timothy orders his men to lock me up in a sauna room that's heated to 356 degrees Fahrenheit. This is all because my estimated labor date is one day earlier than my widowed sister-in-law, Natalie Thornton. Since Timothy is bent on making Natalie's baby the oldest grandson of the Langford family, he instructs his men to inject me with 100 labor-suppressant injections. No matter how much I beg Timothy to spare our baby, he remains unmoved. Having received 99 injections, I feel a world of pain crashing down on me, seeing as I'm already suffering from contractions to begin with. But Timothy is the one who injects the final labor-suppressant injection into my huge pregnancy bump. As he gazes at my agonized and writhing form, he says coldly, "It's already difficult for Natalie to survive in this world after losing my older brother. As her brother-in-law, I'm merely fulfilling her wish to become a mother. "Still, you refuse to spare her. It's not enough for you to force her to survive overseas on her own; you even plan on receiving labor-induction injections just to give birth to your baby on an earlier date! "It seems that I've spoiled you far too much for you to have the guts to pull this stunt off! The doctor already told me that once I've given you the labor-suppressant injections and leave you somewhere extremely hot, it can stop you from giving birth. You're only allowed to give birth once Natalie is out of labor." At that moment, I've completely given up on life. The moment Timothy witnesses Natalie's baby being born, his eyes are filled with tears of happiness. He sets off firework after firework to celebrate the grand birth. Later on, as Timothy gazes at Natalie's newborn, he finally remembers me and our unborn baby. When he's about to order his men to take me to the hospital, he receives a phone call from his assistant. "The hospital has called to inform you to take Mrs. Langford's body away."

Eight months into my pregnancy, my husband finally makes time from his police duties to go to a prenatal checkup with me for the first time. The moment we step into the hospital, his satellite-encrypted phone buzzes urgently. The caller ID flashes briefly, and just like that, the man who's always calm and collected panics. "Honey, it's a red alert. Another international fugitive just crossed the border. I… I'm sorry…" He's clearly anxious, yet his tone is firm, leaving no room for argument. After apologizing, he rushes off. As I watch his SUV speed out of sight, my fist clenches tightly, crumpling the prenatal checkup sheet. I flag down a cab, slide into the car, and swiftly instruct the driver, "Follow that car. Don't lose it." A Red Notice for a fugitive? What a joke. My father, who works at the National Security Agency, barely catches wind of a notice like that. Yet, somehow, a mere police chief who only assists with cases is suddenly tasked with catching a high-priority criminal. Fine, then. I can't wait to meet the superior who's given him such an urgent assignment.

A shadow that never leaves its owner's side, Dawn Clinton has been living with her family as the shadow of their daughter who has been missing for ten years. Six years ago, she was married to the richest man in the city as a replacement for her sister. Although her husband didn't accept her fully, she thought she had a good marriage and a good life. Within six years, they had a three year old boy and she was pregnant for the second time. The day she found out, she was pregnant for second time, she found out her first son was missing. She was in panic and try to reach out to her husband, but she failed. He was unreachable. When she was busy searching for her son, her husband returned home with her sister who has been lying about her missing for ten years. To take the Matter to the worst, her adoptive sister blamed her for her son's death and accused her of killing her son. Dawn realized soon after that her sister and the Nanny killed her son and flamed her. And unsurprisingly, her husband trusted her sister instead of her, accusing her of adultery and killing her son. To add things worse, her sister pushed her to have a miscarriage, leading her to death and a second chance to fix everything. Will she take revenge or escape from her husband who watched her dying to avoid her son's death?