My Baby Daddy Isn’t Human
"Listen, buddy, your cock was the last thing that got inside me, so unless I’m having some kind of miracle baby, yeah, you’re the father. Congrats." — Raelynn had one goal that night—drown her sorrows in cheap whiskey after getting fired from her job. What she didn’t plan on was two surprises: one, a steamy night with a ridiculously good-looking stranger, and two, a $10,000 check for her the next morning. Jackpot, right? Wrong. Nothing could’ve prepared her for the biggest surprise of all—she’s pregnant. And the father? None other than Elion Vaelorian, the country’s richest and most powerful businessman, with a face that could melt ice... and a personality just as cold. What Raelynn doesn’t know is that Elion isn’t just any man. And the baby she’s carrying? Let’s just say it’s far from ordinary, and its existence could shake the foundations of the world she knows.
The Red Thing
Raelynn lay back on her bed, the cool comforter soothing her skin. The room was quiet except for the faint ticking of the antique clock on the wall. She had been home for a while now, ever since Elion dropped her off after the doctor's appointment. Her body was tired, not from work, but from the emotional rollercoaster of the day.
She toyed with her necklace without thinking, its cool touch strangely calming. She smiled, a soft, genuine curve of her lips that lit up her face. With her thumb, she traced the edges of the small pendant before lifting it to her lips and pressing a kiss to it.