http://slow.writerscafe.org/Elemiah The original writings of author Elemiah en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006185 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 btw she's a vamp also she has schizophrenia http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elemiah/428443/ The pregnancy went perfectly. There were many times when they feared it wouldn’t make it, but it was all alright in the end. Of course, that doesn’t mean that the entire pregnancy was spent in fear. Grigori, as he had before, crooned over her stomach, the bigge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elemiah/333343/ “Happy week 16.” He whispered, kissing her stomach. She smiled and watched him stroke her stomach. My life just keeps getting better and better… Being pregnant wasn’t nearly as scary as she imagined. Although the sick parts weren’t fun, the rest .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elemiah/332354/ Charoum brushed uneasily at her wedding dress. The room she had prepared in was as gorgeous as the rest of the church. 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