Pregnant With My

“I am hopelessly in love with you, Mein Engel” Dante kept his face buried in Cassandra's neck as he spoke. Her skin tingled, his hot breath brushing mildly against it. His voice was a deep baritone yet reassuring and steady. She found herself succumbing, her eyes fluttering close. Everything about him oddly drew her in his demanding presence, the intoxicating aroma that lingered around him, and those deep blue eyes that seemed to pierce right through her, as if they could uncover every secret she kept. But that wasn't right. That man was my husband's father, twice her age, and the whole thing felt off. What would the whole world think of Cassandra Adler, daughter of the Chairman of Delsu Investment, if they find out that she is pregnant with her father-in-law's child? And what about Dante? Surrounded by societal norms, enemy threats, and the fact that he already has a family, will he abandon the child and his developing feelings for a woman half his age? “He’s my husband’s father… twice my age… and now I’m carrying his heir. If the world finds out, it won’t just ruin me, it could destroy us all.”

Waking up hungover next to my arch-nemesis – the city's most notorious fuckboy? Worst. Morning. Ever. I handled the walk of shame with icy dignity, but fate had a bigger curveball: one month later, two pink lines. My baby. My rules. His involvement? Zero. My flawless plan hit a snag when morning sickness ambushed me in the office restroom. He walked in. His eyes locked onto my still-flat stomach, darkening with something dangerous. Before I could blink, he had me pinned against the cold tile wall. "Who's the father?" he growled. I met his glare with a frosty smirk. "Wouldn't you like to know? Definitely not you." Then it happened: a hot tear hit my neck. His voice cracked, raw and desperate. "Don't... don't leave me. Please." Me: ...Dude. Seriously? THIS IS YOURS!

My Ex’s Pregnant Sister When Grace, a 22-year-old woman abandoned by her boyfriend and rejected by her parents after an unexpected pregnancy, runs away to seek refuge with her older sister Anita, she believes she has reached the end of the road. But Anita has her own life falling into place—she’s about to move in with her new boyfriend Jackson and has already given up her apartment. With nowhere else to turn, Anita reluctantly asks the one man she never thought she would depend on again—her ex-boyfriend, Johnny. Johnny agrees to help, offering Grace a temporary place to stay. What begins as an act of kindness slowly becomes something deeper. Living under the same roof, Johnny and Grace form an unexpected bond as he helps her navigate pregnancy, heartbreak, and the fear of facing the world alone. But their growing closeness awakens buried emotions and unresolved history—especially for Anita. As jealousy, guilt, and unspoken feelings collide, the lines between loyalty, love, and betrayal blur. Grace must decide whether to follow her heart or protect the fragile relationships holding her life together. Meanwhile, Johnny must confront the past he shares with Anita and the future he might want with her sister. In a story filled with emotional twists, family tension, and forbidden love, one question remains: Can love born from chaos survive the truth?

“Reject her.” Jake blinked at Ana stupidly. “What?” “Reject her now Jake! If you love me and want to keep me as your wife, reject her and break the bond!” Ana screeched as her hands balled into fists. “I’m sorry Ana, I can’t do that. You don’t understand how sick your sister is. If I reject her, it will kill her.”  Ana is miserable because she has been trying and failing to give her loving alpha husband a child.  She was raised as an unloved and unwanted Omega but was saved when her sweet husband rescued and married her. That’s why she is desperate to give him an heir. But unfortunately for Ana, her whole life is about to turn into one huge, chaotic, horror nightmare when her enemy/step-sister suddenly returns to claim the same mate she had rejected— Ana’s husband! But things went from bad to worse when Ana seeks comfort from a stranger who turns out to be none other than Kane! her husband’s ruthless older brother! What can she do when Kane becomes determined to claim everything that belongs to him, from her husband’s property, the pack, up to the child in her womb? Two pregnancies, two enemy sisters, two or more fathers but there can only be one true Ruler.

I caught my boyfriend in bed with another woman on our anniversary night. So I did the only thing that made sense. I spent one reckless night with his ruthless billionaire brother in his Rolls Royce. One night of hate-fueled revenge. Now I'm pregnant with Damien Voss's baby... and he refuses to let me go. He dragged me into his million-dollar penthouse, paid my dying mother's hospital bills, and declared me his. This cold, possessive monster watches my every move, touches my growing belly like he owns it, and growls that the baby... and I... belong to him forever. But the sickest part? He's been obsessed with me for years. He's the reason my life fell apart. And now my cheating ex is back, begging for another chance and claiming the baby should have been his, while his powerful family is determined to destroy me. I wanted revenge. Instead, I'm trapped with the devil who ruined me... and I'm starting to crave his darkness. Will I burn the entire Voss empire down, or will I surrender to the father of my child? Pregnant by My Ex's Brother, the ultimate story of betrayal, obsession, and redemption that you won't be able to put down

My boyfriend suddenly posted something on his Instagram. [I’ve offered my body and soul to the country.] I was about to ask what he meant when he sent me a plane ticket to the northwest. He explained that the mission was confidential and that he could not be in contact with me during this time. Ten months passed. He was supposed to be away, but he came home unexpectedly and caught me at a prenatal checkup. When he saw my eight-month-pregnant belly, his face turned pale with anger. “I’ve been gone for ten months. How are you pregnant?” I shrugged and said, “Weren’t you supposed to be gone for three years? Why are you back after just ten months?”