Princess Zala. make fun of her name, and she'll probably kill you. Other than that... She's as peaceful and caring as a butterfly. What happens when she suddenly gets taken from her normal life from a weird man and his "side kicks"? What happens whe...
"Austin! Charlie! Nixie! don't argue with me! eat your veggies!" I snapped. I hate being the bad guy, but they need to eat their vegetables. "fine." Austin grumbled. Austin is now 13, Charlie is 9, and Nixie is 4.
"yes, mama." Charlie mumbled. "NO!!" Nixie yelled at me. "Nixie, eat your food." Michael said, glancing over at her. "yes dada." she said, happily putting broccoli into her mouth.
I gaped at them, and turned to Michael, who was talking with luke. "why does she always listen to you, and not me?!" I asked. he smirked over at me, and shrugged.
"I'm just amazing. more amazing than you." he said. I rolled my eyes at him, and hummed. "yea, sure." I grumbled. "all done!!" Nixie cheered, clapping. one of the cooks walked over, and took her plate.
"thank you." she said, smiling brightly up at him. she got out of her chair, and wobbled over to sierra, and climbed onto her lap. "mom?" Austin spoke up. I hummed, cutting into my steak.
"I want to die my hair. like dad does. but I want blue hair." he said. I choked on my steak, coughing harshly as Michael patted my back. "Austin, I think that's a cool idea." he said.
"NO!! IT'S NOT A COOL IDEA!!" I snapped, glaring at my husband. everyone else at the table was cracking up. "you are really tense, you know. are you ok?" Michael asked, massaging my shoulder.
"mom! please?" Austin whined. "not now, Austin." Michael sighed. "how about you go lay down, yea? I'll come up after dinner." he told me. I nodded, and stood up. I walked out of the room, my heels clicking as I walked up the stairs and into our room.
the kids all live with sierra and calum. Sammy named her daughter violet, and she is absolutely adorable.
Violet:
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Michael and I decided that she will marry Austin. it's arranged. I tiredly laid down on our bed, kicking off my heels.
ugh. about 10 minutes later, Michael opened the door, and walked over to me. he laid on top of me, and kissed the back of my neck. "hey, baby." he whispered. I only groaned in response. "you ok?" he asked.
I shrugged. "do you need to go to the clinic to see if you're sick?" he asked. I shrugged again. "I'm taking that as a yes." he chuckeld, getting off of me and lifted me up. he slipped my shoes back on, and dragged me out the door.
we got to the clinic, and the doctor quickly checked me over. "I can assure you that Queen Zala is not sick. in fact, she is healthy." she said, smiling widely. "then why do I feel like crap?" I grumbled, standing up.
"you are 3 months pregnant with a human child." she responded. Michael choked on his spit, coughing hystaricly, while I just stared at her. "Wait, seriously?" I asked. she nodded. "yes, my queen.
take care of this baby. you will be pregnant for around 9 months, since it is a human." she explained. "yes, thank you." I said, guiding a still choking Michael out of the clinic. "a-another one?!" he coughed out. I smiled slightly, and rubbed my stomach.
hey guys!! so, sadly, this was the last chapter of this story. thanks again for reading guys!! um... yea, you should def go check out my other stories. love you guys!!!
