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So now that it was very obvious that she won't be able to give him the baby, well unless she magically got pregnant by the next day and the chances of that happening were small, Aurora decided to get him a book, she knew very little about what books he likes, well she was not much of a reader so she asked the very kind nice lady in the book shop inside the estate. The lady in the bookshop recommended Ode to a Nightingale by John Keats, so Aurora bought it and wrapped it in a box, putting it under the Christmas tree, she did all these alone since it was Christmas season Nate was quite busy and Aurora had a taste of what being married to him for the rest of her like will be like, Nate always

The soon-to-be family of five talked more about the baby and the girls were very excited to know that they would be traveling the next day to celebrate the existence of their baby sibling. The End! Thank you all for reading TEMPTRESS! I hope you enjoyed reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it. I hope to see you in my new story but for the meantime, please feel free to check out my other stories on this app. Thank you!

She was taking the present that Lady Georgia was giving her. "Only open it when you are on a rough patch with your husband, darling," her mother reminded her as Becca was tapping her fingers on the present. Then, she shrugged. "This is a rough patch between us," she mumbled before she was sitting at her desk. She was lighting up the candle before she was looking at the wedding gift from her parents. She removed the wrapper before she was looking at the familiar book in her hand, The Niapachad Island; in the perspective of The Origins.

Isobelle What a wonderful way to kick-start Christmas, with acid reflux, and a spine-crippling backache. Merry Christmas, Isobelle. Just one more week until the babies are born. Then I could kiss goodbye to the next eighteen years. No more peaceful lie-ins. Adios freedom. Au revoir relaxation. My life will belong to the pups. “Hey, did Santa steal one of my toothbrush heads or is this the Tooth Fairy's idea of sabotage?” Alex uttered, sounding as sarcastic as ever.

On a cold Christmas Eve, Alita's mother returned from the hospital with her father and a baby. If there was anything more precious to celebrate on Christmas Eve, it is the birth of a baby boy. "Honey, we are home" Alita's father declared openly. Alita was about to put the finishing touches on the Christmas tree when the door swing open, she dropped the last object, which was two doves, glued together. She ran into her father's open arms before she went to her mother, hugging her gently so she won't suffocate the baby she was carrying. She kissed the baby's face then smiled up at her mother.

André POV Everyone knows that I live for celebrations. I go all out for holidays, especially Christmas. This year and probably every Christmas till my babies are grown enough to say, ‘Papa, stop,’ I am going to go all out. This will be my babies’ 1st Christmas, and I want it to be spectacular. I know they are only five months old and won’t remember it, but there will be pictures and videos that we can show them as they grow up. All Madonie wanted to celebrate and make this Christmas special for their new princes and princesses.

I walked out of the room feeling sickened. Not so much that he had slept with my mother, more he slept with me purely because I looked like her. Like in his mind, I was her. I need to check on Alex. Walking into his room he's sat up on the bed looking at the book. "Read it?" He holds out the book, and I laugh. "Move over." I climb onto the bed, and he cuddles into me as I read it to him. Today is Christmas. I didn't realise, but Lucia had the baby on Christmas day! It's nearly three.

They were our miracles and nothing would be able to overcome that moment. The routine at home was very hectic on the first day. Ricardo and Andrew took turns taking care of the babies, helped by the nannies and my mother―in―law. Alice and I were exhausted but fulfilled. On Christmas Eve, my father―in―law gave a speech. We were all around the table. Andrew held Renatinha in his lap and Ricardo held Benjamin. My eyes overflowed with emotion when I heard the words of Dr. Carlos Marcondes.

Putting both hands on my belly, I rubbed gently, feeling my little world nestled inside me. “Hi, baby,” I murmured. “We made it, didn’t we? I think… I think this place might be special. Maybe even… a little piece of home. For now.” Warmth spread through my chest. For the first time in weeks, I could breathe without pain tightening my ribs. Maybe here, in this cabin, in this ranch in the middle of Texas, I really could begin again. Maybe… Christmas wouldn’t be as lonely as I feared. And little did I know—not even close—that the grumpy man who rescued me on the road was about to turn my world upside down in ways I never saw coming.

At first he growled but didn’t resist when he felt it was me. “Mum, dad.” I heard him mutter. ----------------------------------------------- A/n hi there, guys. I was thinking of making The Alpha’s Christmas Present a short story. What do you think about that?, Would you like a short story or a longer one? Don’t forget to leave your reviews a you’re replying.