In the dark, under a strange-looking tree, a lady around twenty-something could be seen clenching her stomach and looking pitiful. She seemed to be in pain and was breathing heavily.

Above her in the sky, the color was very black and blurry. Rain started falling, and the thunder was clapping loudly and violently. The wind was very thick, slapping everything harshly.

The lady stood with the support of the tree, using one hand to prop herself against the tree and the other hand to hold her stomach tightly. She breathed out and continued moving weakly.

"Seems like I'm not going to escape this. What type of poison is this?" she wondered.

She unbuckled her belt to relieve some pain, then sat down somewhere and groaned while her hand wandered around on the wet ground until it made contact with something.

She picked it up and saw the object with the help of the lightning. The thing was round like a bead, and something joined them together.

She did not care about what it was and just swallowed it. She was going to die anyway, at least she ate something.

She could not figure out the taste of the thing, but it was surely not normal because as soon as it made contact with her throat, it felt very hot, as if she had drunk hot water that had not cooled.

"Sh*t! Even in death, my luck is still very bad," she muttered.

She was still lamenting when her aching stomach suddenly stopped aching. She did not have the chance to rejoice when her stomach started swelling up, getting bigger and bigger. It was as if it wanted to burst but, alas, it didn't. She could feel herself in labor.

She groaned until something escaped her body - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. She was relieved from both the poison pain and her swollen stomach pain.

When she looked at what she had given birth to, she was shocked.

Eggs.

She had given birth to eggs.

And there were six.

What happened to the eggs? How did their journey begin?

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*by Lovegold*

Beasts to Beauties: A Mother's Unearthly Gift

Young man, I am not here to be your enemy. I plead with you to release this woman; she stole some stuff in our shop," the group leader spoke, but his perverted eyes were fixed on Snow. 


Hearing the man accuse her, the lady in Dimitri's embrace raised her dark-colored face, and two tears escaped her eyes. As the tears rolled down her cheek, a trace of her cheek skin could be seen, no doubt she had rubbed something on her face. She stammered, "No... no... he... he lied... he... he wanted... he wanted to... to force himself on me." She looked at Dimitri in a daze and her frightened heart gradually calmed down. 


Dimitri looked at the dazed lady and frowned. If not that he knew she was telling the truth, he would have pushed her away. He looked at the perverted men whose gaze was fixed on Snow, and he was even angrier. 


don't drive me crazy yet