Pregnant Mga Nobela at Kwento

I stare at the two red lines on the white strip I hold between my fingers. A smile spreads across my face as a wave of euphoria rushes through me. I blink, happiness swelling within me, thinking of Richard and how thrilled he’ll be to learn that today, we’re making one of our biggest dreams come true. I’m pregnant. Pregnant with the man I love, who loves me back. Pregnant with a child who, I’m certain, will be the most loved in the entire world.

“Lucky to have you, the children, and this family. Lucky to be loved like this.” Damien pressed a kiss to her temple. “We’re all lucky,” he said softly. “And this baby… is going to be the luckiest of all.” The house, alive with joy, love, and the anticipation of new life, settled into a rhythm of shared excitement and bonding. As May navigated her pregnancy, she found comfort in the warmth of her family, the joy of the children, and the unwavering support of Damien. Every laugh, every tender touch, every shared moment became a building block of the strong, loving family they were creating — a family ready to welcome their newest member with open arms and full hearts.

Lady Elizabeth declared triumphantly. The older woman clasped her hands together over her chest, briefly closing her eyes in a reverent moment of gratitude. "Lord, thank you. I offer my most sincere prayers today that following such a passionate encounter, your womb will swiftly be blessed with a handsome heir to carry forward the Harrington legacy. I simply cannot wait! I shall personally instruct the culinary staff to prepare the absolute highest caliber of prenatal nutrition for you every single day."

Emma stood in front of the full-length mirror in the master bedroom, lifting her loose sweater slowly. Her breath caught as she stared at her reflection. The gentle swell that had been barely noticeable just weeks ago was now unmistakably there, a soft, rounded curve pushing outward from her lower abdomen. At just over four months along, her pregnant belly was starting to show in a way that made everyday clothes feel tighter and her body feel irrevocably changed. She turned sideways, running both hands over the smooth, warm skin. A flutter of movement inside made her smile, a dark, possessive thrill blooming in her chest.

Nothing about me screamed pregnant. And yet— “The baby is stable,” the doctor continued. “Your fainting wasn’t caused by the pregnancy itself. It was stress, exhaustion, and vitamin deficiency. But the pregnancy is there.” My throat tightened. A baby. I didn’t know how long I sat there staring at the edge of her desk, replaying everything in my head. The passing out. The exhaustion. The emotions that felt too big for my body lately. It all rearranged itself into something terrifyingly logical.

Or had she heard something in his voice that wasn’t just for show? She swallowed thickly, trying to compose herself, but the whirlwind of emotions she was feeling right now was making it hard to focus. She was pregnant—carrying his child—and she hadn’t been able to tell him herself. How had she gotten here? How had everything spiraled out of control so quickly?

He slapped me lightly on my shoulder. "Ben?!" I groaned. "What?" He turned my chair so I could face him. "Don't pretend like you don't know the exact thing I'm talking about," He wiggled his eyebrows. I frowned. Now I was really confused. What was he talking about? "Ugh, Mel. Don't tell me you didn't notice. So this is what happens when you're pregnant huh?" I gave him a hard kick in the shin. "Ow!" He jumped up and down like a yo-yo.

It stole her breath and made the world around her spin in a way that made her feel like vomiting. She had hoped for weeks, she had even prayed desperately to the moon goddess, that this time would be different, that she would finally be able to give her husband the one thing he had desperately longed for for the past two years. A child, a son that would be his heir to the company and their pack. Everyone knew that having a child was her first and most important duty as Luna to the pack. And she had failed to do that yet again. How could she be that useless?

The swelling in her belly. She was pregnant.

Damn my pregnancy hormones. ###