Novels by AGwrites

"Do whatever you want to with that bastard in your belly but don't try to trap me with that," Nico warned coldly as they walked away. I collapsed into a sobbing mess as I heard their laughter. After what felt like forever I picked up myself and walked to my room. I couldn't let them break me. I needed to be strong for my babies. I quickly took a shower and made my way into the kitchen to eat and take my medicine. When I entered the dining room, Nicolas was sitting alone working on his phone. I slowly walked up to him. When he heard my footsteps, he raised his head and looked at me. I stopped in my tracks swelling hard at his hard expression. I hesitantly made my way to the dining table and sat down beside him. I expected him to shout or yell but nothing came. I released a sigh of breath. This was the first time since everything happened we were alone, I looked around for Ava or her friends, and thank god there was no one. "Nico," I called after contemplating. He didn't respond and c

I tried to pick up the pregnancy report before anyone could see it. But before I could take it, Stella snatched it. She looked at the report with wide eyes and turned to Ava, who was still glaring at me. "Ava, look at this, " she said."Stella please, give it back." I pleaded as I tried to snatch it away from her. But before I could take to she gave it to Ava. Ava read the report carefully and turned her attention to me with so much hatred in her eyes that if looks could kill I would be dead. "You bitch, how dare you try to trap Nicolas with bastard children." She raised her hand and struck me hard. I gasped at the impact and held my throbbing cheek. They think I was trapping Nico with a bastard. The babies in my are the result of our love."Ava these babies are the fruits of Nico and I's love. How dare you insult them." I snapped as I placed a hand protectively over my belly. She smirked and walked up to me."And you think that Nicolas will believe you? Aria how naive are you?" Ava l

I just came back from my doctor's appointment. I tried calling Nicolas so many times so he could accompany me, but he never answered. The one time he answered, he snapped at me, telling me not to call him again. With a heavy heart and feeling lonely, I completed my check-up.The doctor told me that I was fragile and that if don’t start taking care of myself then I might lose my babies. I wanted Nicolas there with me so I could have someone to lean on and share my worries with but I was all alone in the hospital. I cried the whole home thinking about my babies. As I stepped into the living room, the sound of laughter from Ava and her friends—Stella and Rose—echoed through the space. They were sitting comfortably, sipping wine and chatting as if they didn’t have a care in the world. The stark contrast between their lightheartedness and the heaviness in my chest made my throat tighten.I wiped away the tears that threatened to spill over, forcing myself to stay composed. I didn’t want to

The week flew by in a blur of heartache and frustration. Every attempt I made to speak with Nicolas, to tell him about the pregnancy, was met with cold indifference or outright dismissal. Each time I approached him, hoping to bridge the growing chasm between us, he shut me out, refusing to even look at me.Adding to the pain was Ava’s presence in the house. She was still living with us, her recovery progressing under Nico’s attentive care. Watching them together, seeing the way Nico doted on her, broke my heart into pieces. Every affectionate gesture, every shared smile, felt like a knife twisting in my chest.Ava didn’t miss a single opportunity to mock me, her words dripping with spite. She made it clear that she believed she was the only one who truly belonged by Nico’s side, and she took pleasure in reminding me of that every chance she got.At first, I tried to stand up for myself, to defend my place in Nico’s life and in this house. But after the second time Nico took her side,

It had been two long days since I last saw Nico, and during that time, he had spent every moment at the hospital with Ava. I tried calling and texting him, but each message went unanswered, leaving me to grapple with the silence and the growing fear that I was losing him completely.But now, as I walked into the living room and saw him standing there, talking to Shawn, a flicker of hope ignited in my chest. He was finally home.“Nico, you’re here,” I said, smiling as I approached him. But as soon as he turned to face me, I saw the familiar glower on his face. He looked at me with an expression so cold and detached that it made my heart sink, but I pushed the feeling aside, determined to reach him. “I missed you, Nico.”He didn’t respond

It was almost 11 at night, and I was still waiting for Nico to come home. The hours had dragged by, each minute adding to the knot of anxiety tightening in my chest. I had spent the evening preparing all his favorite dishes, hoping that tonight we could finally sit down and talk—really talk—about everything that had happened, about us.I had sent all the servants back to their quarters so that we could have some privacy. Everyone left except Shawn, who, as usual, stayed to wait for Nico, no matter how late it got. I didn’t have the heart to send him away, so I let him be, finding some comfort in knowing I wasn’t the only one waiting.With a sigh, I glanced at the clock again. Where are you, Nico? I drummed my fingers on the dining table, the unease gnawing at me. Just as I was about to lose hope, I heard the front door creak open. My hea