Matt Cullam is a journalist—one of the best. When his longtime friend Hillary, lately married into a billionaire family, invites him to her new countryside home for a mini-vacation, Matt accepts gladly.
”GRELL! take my pants and underwear off! I’m not done! There’s another one! My water just broke again!” He screams before Grell’s eyes go wide and he pulls Sebastian up momentarily. He slides his unbuckled pants down and pulls them over his feet,Tossing them to the side before pulling his underwear down,Grabbing the baby and flinging the underwear and placenta to the side as well. Grell suctions the babies mouth and nose and wraps the screaming baby boy up in a towel and puts him aside before helping Sebastian lower back into his squat,Rubbing his back gently and soothingly.
Rowan, an alpha, was okay delivering questionable items for his boss, Mr. Storm on one of those trips he stops at the well in Abingdon and sees his future mate. Derrick, an omega, is a music teacher he longs for a mate and children on his own he is also the mate Rowan saw in the well. Derrick stops a father from abusing his daughter he is arrested put in a holding cell there he meets Rowan and their lives change forever. Rowan comes to Derrick’s takes him home and visits again to ask him out.
I loved Karter! from the moment he met his mate, he was in protective mode. Jax couldn’t speak, so he was very patient with communicating with him. He also didn’t mind that he was older and already an om …more
Nate came back into the room, loaded up with several fluffy towels, a blanket, and a kettle of hot water. Seeing his wife hunched over in the grips of yet another contraction had him setting his items down on the table, rushing over to her side. “Tia,” he breathed out, hands hovering anxiously over her hard, quivering belly.
“Oh you poor Let’s get you back upstairs to get settled,” said Madame Pomfrey, helping him back up the stairs. They had to pause every two minutes while Harry had a contraction. “How long have you been in labour?”
Six months ago, spirited wolf-shifter Jake Marley walked out on his business partner and lover, Eben, vowing he’d never return. But everything changes when his pack turns on him, and the only person who can protect him is his former mate. Jake can’t afford to let his pride get the best of him, since it’s not only his life that’s in danger—the life of his unborn child is at stake too.
Not long after they’ve started their road trip, Noctis is unexpectedly thrown into his first heat. It soon becomes obvious that not only is their group alarmingly unprepared to handle this, but their team dynamic is threatening to suffer a fatal blow because of it. As if that wasn’t bad enough, they can never seem to get a break. Every time they think that their situation can’t possibly get more difficult, it takes a turn for the worse. They have no other choice but to focus on the smaller things and let the rest of the world manage on it’s own. The only upside is that at least they have each other, and in the time that follows that becomes more important than ever.
As he was pushing, he felt the afterbirth in his vagina and he bore down long enough for it to come out. He panted, and started to bear down again; he still had an egg to birth. Just as his contraction receded to give him a break, however, his stomach contracted harshly again and he held his belly and groaned.
Suddenly, Francis felt the ring of fire return as his anus slowly bulged and stretched around the baby’s head. His chest burned and he paused to draw breath but too late, the head had slipped back inside. Get back out here!” Niso felt helpless. He could only stay by the pregnant male and offer just the smallest relief. His hands kneaded the knots in Francis’ heaving flank and lower back, easing some of the pressure. “You’re doing it, just keep pushing. It’s already crowned Francis.” He kissed the laboring male’s shoulder and temple as encouragement then shuffled back to check Francis’ entrance. Niso was able to make out a tuft of dark hair poking out as the baby started to crown, and knew it would come out quickly if Francis gave a hard push.
Danny and Brie were an odd couple. For one thing, Brie was tough and serious, yet also sweet on the inside. Danny could be easily mistaken for a lesbian. He had a bowl-shaped boyish haircut and a very feminine face. He wasn’t muscular at all and had very narrow shoulders like a girl. But Brie had the most unusual attribute, for she was a witch, and had the power to switch one’s gender or sex role. That is, she could take the genitals of a boy and a girl and switch them. In this scenario, the girl would be on top during sex.
Jared rolled his eyes and pulled him in for a gently hug. “I just want to take good care of you and pumpkin in there.” Jared rubbed soothing circles into the tight muscles in his lower back, murmuring nonsense assurances into his ear.
NYPD Detective Alec MacAidan has always been good with weird. After all, his life has been a string of the unexplainable. But when an injured man gives him cryptic clues, then turns to dust in front of him, Alec’s view on weird is changed forever. Cronin, a vampire Elder, has spent the last 1,000 years waiting for Alec. He’d been told his fated one would be a man wielding a shield, but he didn’t expect him to be human, and he certainly didn’t expect that shield to be a police badge.
Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Adventure – Harry P., Draco M. – Chapters: 38 – Words: 79,868 – Reviews: 957 – Favs: 3,510 – Follows: 1,074 – Updated: 9/6/2006 – Published: 6/19/2006 – Status: Complete – id: 3000477
Castiel and Dean just stared at one another for a moment before Dean felt a wave of excruciating agony pour through his veins and wings and before he could comprehend anything, he was screaming, the pain unbelievable. He could feel his muscles start to flail out of control as what felt like lava poured through them.
Thick sheets were hanging from the carved horns of the headboard, fluttering down in a nice canopy to the edge of the bed, where they had been expertly tied around the fancy golden posts, allowing just a slight peak inside the main belly of the nest. Jack squinted against the dim light, just barely able to make out a foot, clad in the blue stars and yellow stripes of one of Rhys’ signature socks. An amused grin spread across the alpha’s face as he tiptoed towards the nest, knowing well enough not to disturb what Rhys had no doubt meticulously put together over the course of an afternoon. He’d learned the first time that a pissy, pregnant omega whose nest had been carelessly treated was not something he wanted to deal with.