Sonic Surprised Novels & Stories

He hesitated for a moment before answering. “Hello, Mr. Ken,” the familiar voice of the doctor came through. “I’m sorry to disturb you again, but I just wanted to inform you that there’s something we’d like to discuss with you regarding the surrogate’s early test results. It’s nothing serious, but it’s important we see you tomorrow morning.” Ken’s smile slowly faded. “Alright, Doctor. I’ll be there.” When the call ended, Kunle noticed the change in his expression. “What’s wrong?”

Thanks for your research," Marcus said and ended the call while I blushed. "You were once worried, but now you are excited that they can be cured," He smiled, nodding his head, and told me to get ready. "Where are we going?" "It's a surprise," I was excited to hear that it was a surprise, and walked to the bathroom happily. After getting dressed, I walked to the living room where I saw Marcus feeding Sonia. It wasn't a new thing but it was funny to me. "What a wonderful scene," I said, smiling, and went to hug my daughter, who giggled.

"If the pup's gone, it means it didn't belong to the pack. Don't worry. There'll be more chances. Focus on recovering for now. I've got some things to handle here. I'll call you later." With that, she hung up without hesitation. After I set my phone down, the smile I'd been holding back finally broke free. Laughter echoed through the room. She was so eager to hang up because she was already experiencing a "reaction" on her end. The next morning, I was woken by loud cheers from the next room. "It's gone! It's really gone! Thank the Moon Goddess! It's a miracle!" Curious, I opened the door and peeked out.

I couldn't make a sound. Uncle Sebastian didn't slow down. Desperate, I tore the necklace Mom had left me from my neck. Using my left hand—the only one that still worked—I hurled it toward his feet. The metal hit the marble floor with a sharp, clear sound. Uncle Sebastian stopped. He looked down, his gaze moving from the necklace on the floor to my tear-streaked and bruised face. His pupils instantly constricted.

For a heartbeat, it felt inevitable the kiss that would destroy everything, rewrite everything. And then “Mom!” Lucas’s voice cut through the air like a blade. Sonia jerked back, and I stepped away instantly, my chest heaving. Lucas stood in the doorway, holding his toy car, his wide eyes blinking at the stress he’d just walked into. Sonia ran toward him, smoothing his hair with shaking hands. “Hey, sweetheart, what is it?” He looked between us, feeling something he couldn’t understand. “You were fighting again?” “No,” Sonia said quickly, looking at me over his head. Her voice was gentle, but her eyes warned me: not now. “We were just… talking.”

I walked in, and everyone welcomed me warmly, but all those faces were unfamiliar, so I wondered who it could be. Sofia and Sonia did not know my birthday, so I wondered who else could have done it. I knew it was her and nobody else that could have done this—Serene *****Note: Please drop a comment and predict the birthday surprise organizer?

She questioned and Darcie started singing the song that Suzanne normally sing for her as lullaby when she was young 🎶Tell me when you get hurt, I'll take half of it and dance with your tears I'll sing you lullabies till you sleep. I'll tip your face with my fingers gently till you fall in a nightmare, You'll see you there loving me and tearing ice shining, how pretty are you looking like that I am crying I am crying. I wanna leave you in that big blue silence but I can't help it sinking with you deeper I am trying I am trying🎶 Suzanne was shocked as she drop the gun "Sonia??? She said and Darcie nodded, Suzanne ran to her and hug her tightly and burst out crying, she caress her back and D

"That handsome devil will be the death of you." "What do you think the surprise could be?" Sonia asked, interrupting my thoughts. "I honestly have no idea," I replied, looking at her. "We'll just have to wait until he arrives." "Could it be that he's found Mark?" A glimmer of hope appeared in her eyes as she spoke. "Or perhaps he's found the serial killer," I added, not wanting her hopes to soar too high in case the outcome wasn't what she expected. "Yeah," she said, her face falling. "That could be it too." She turned to leave, and I gently held her, turning her to face me.

Unless. A sound penetrated his fading consciousness. Faint but deliberate—the controlled shift of debris nearby. "Hello?" he called, voice hoarse from concrete dust. "Is someone there?" Silence answered him, then another intentional movement of rubble. Hope surged through Alex, renewing his determination. "I'm here! In the pocket beneath the support beam!" More sounds of methodical progress, then a beam of light penetrated his space from a newly created opening barely larger than a fist. "Alex?" Sonia's voice, strained but unmistakable.

He knew if Rose lost her child, it would break Sonia a lot. Sonia waited by the door, whispering desperate prayers with her eyes closed. She couldn’t watch them perform the operation. Rose’s eyes went dim and everything went quiet. Within forty-five minutes, Sonia finally heard the soft cry of a baby. “It’s a boy, the doctor said.” “Thank you God,” Sonia felt a sense of relief. Then she noticed the doctor whisper to one of the nurses, and she panicked. “What’s wrong with her?” She moved closer to the doctor.