ravenhunter451

This is part 4 (and FINAL) for GraphIce Love saga. If you not read the part 1-3 of this saga, read Frozen Inspiration, Shattered Frost and Fiery Ice deadline first Over 90% want this story? here we go!! (continued from Reader’s POV) “(your name),” I heard one male voice called upon me then I turned around and… “Jack, is that you?” I asked and he smiled as he walked closer to me. “Jack, please forgive me for what I’ve done to you. I know I was wrong. Yes, I used to get married with Raymond but that’s an old story. I get married with him since I want Jeffery has his closest friend uh I m

Min is as fast as a bullet. And almost as deadly for a five year old. "Daddy!" she screams in joy as she collides with me, knocking the wind out of me. She buries her face in my chest. "Hey, honey." I said, patting her little dark, curly head. My wife is much less warmer. "You're here, Seaweed Brain. Took you long enough. Go wash the dishes." Annabeth says as she flips a page in a magazine. She always makes me do the dishes, even though I hate them. I usually control the water to make it faster, but I always hate it. "Why don't you do them?" I asked resentfully, keeping my overeager daughter at bay. "I'm not Poseidon's kid. You are. You

You sat in your bathroom and stared down at the small blue plus sign. How, could this have happened you always used protection?! Well every time but that one……. You buried your face in your hands. How would Kyoya react? Would he hate you? Call you an idiot for allowing yourself to put him in this type of situation. If his father ever found out- god why did this have to happen to you? You let the tears flow and you let it all out all your frustrations and fears. After you had cried yourself out you picked yourself off the bathroom floor and stood up with your hand on your abdomen. You knew it was too early for it but you felt as if

Three years passed since you gave birth to your first son, and by now you and Kiku were married, and on your second and third children. This time, they were twins, and your little three year old was excited. "What's it gonna be, Mama?" He asked excitedly as he crawled into bed with you and Kiku, who was still asleep. "I don't know, baby." You answered and wrapped him in a tight hug, being cautious (as Kiku would want) of your 6-month-pregnant belly. "I hope they're two boys." You chuckled a bit. "Why's that?" "Cause the girls in my day care class are stupid, and annoying." "Totoro, zat is not porite." You heard your half-asleep husband s