Reborn From Flames: His Secret Triplets

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the reality of this situation. You are carrying triplets. It is an extr

r cheek. The familiar taste

pointing to the blurry black-and-white monitor. "The strain on your heart is massive. I str

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en, sharp kick

hat had lived in her bones for the past few months. These children were

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herself off the chair, and wal

her hiding place. It was a damp, windowless basement b

door and pushed it open. Th

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sudden gush of warm fluid soaked through her

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head up, her vision

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ice dripping with absolute disgust.

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lla comman

n's wrists with one massive hand and slammed them

ly, but his weight wa

er body. Without medical help, without painkill

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s. She needed a child to secure her place in high society. She

lood or the fluids. She reached down between Alisso

. Her maternal instinct exploded, gi

bloody sound. She yanked her arms, tearing the skin

rom her coat, looking at A

dded a

heavy duffel bag and pulled out a large, i

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ed rapidly across the concrete, soaking into the

er chest. She pulled a silver lighter from her pocket. She spa

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cries. She pulled the heavy iron door shut from the outside. The so

ceiling. The heat became unbearable,

tantly evaporating in the extreme

e extreme physical shock triggered

. The primal need to save her remaining ch

the toxic smoke, Alisson pushed with every

d the second

ams began to crack and splinter from th

infants tightly against her bare chest. She curled her body into a tight ball over

letely black. The sm

the nightstand. It had landed in a shallow puddle of water from a broken pipe, miraculously shieldin

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hand. Her head hit the conc

minute

er Queens. Three black, unmarked tactical helicopters

pelled down ropes, landing on th

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d, her skin blistered and charred. But her arms were locked i

the team leader yelled into his radio, lifti

into the cool night air, loading her