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.
Just Nothing
Raelynn stood before a full-length mirror, her reflection gazing back at her as she tugged the final ribbon of her dress into place. Her outfit hugged her just right, the pale blue material smooth and light, a little reminder of her lavish lifestyle.
As she smoothed her hands over the flowing skirt, a flicker of memory surfaced—her dream from the night before. She frowned slightly, her fingers pausing. The vision of herself in that silver gown, walking down the grand staircase, came rushing back.
"Probably just a reaction to all of… this," she muttered, gesturing vaguely at the extravagant room around her. Her voice was low, but the thought lingered. Maybe the dream was her mind's way of grappling with the drastic changes in her life. From struggling to make ends meet to waking up in a mansion with a walk-in closet bigger than her old apartment—it wasn't surprising her subconscious was playing tricks on her.