Accidental Insemination Novels & Stories

“This is a very big mistake that has never happened before in our hospital and we’re very sorry,” Dr. Kim pleaded, enunciating each syllable with grim clarity. Isabelle had arrived the hospital about an hour later she was called. Seating across Dr. Kim, she listened attentively, yet unable to make meaning from her explanations. “I can still you’re still confused. I’ll explain further,” Dr. Kim said. Isabelle adjusted to the edge of her seat. “The nurse in charge of the insemination mistakenly took the sperm for another client and mix with the sample eggs retrieved from your ovaries.”

she clicked her teeth together and winked. "Even if you were the only lady on the planet, you won't be my mate" I tried closing the door again. "Don't be too sure, remember one week ago?" She put her hands between the door again and stared at me with a seductive smirk on her face. "I was drunk Lynch, and nothing serious happened. It was just a kiss! And it was by mistake"I frowned seriously at her. Last week, I got drunk after the tennis game. The drink must have messed with my hormones because I suddenly wanted to be with my mate but I haven't found her yet. I don't know why Lynch came into my room in the first place but we ended kissing. Thankfully we didn't go pass the kiss before I threw

“Think about it. You’ve always had a thing for Evan Blackman. You told me about it more times than I can count—how you’d go breathless just seeing him in a magazine, how you felt like melting whenever he looked your way. So… why did you walk out on him?” I didn’t answer immediately. I couldn’t. My eyes dropped to my fingers, fidgeting with the hem of Maria’s throw pillow. A thick silence hung between us until I finally let out a long, shaky sigh and looked up to meet her gaze. Maria didn’t waver. She leaned forward slightly, her voice softer now. “Katie, if there’s anything I know for sure, it’s that sometimes the universe throws us a bone in the middle of chaos. You lost your family, your m

"Look who crossed the perimeter. I don't see your emergency wall anywhere, Thorne." Vivian swallowed hard, her jaw tightening as she desperately tried to summon her clinical, boardroom demeanor while trapped in an emerald lace embrace. "You migrated in your sleep, Avery. Your physical trajectory compromised the structural integrity of the barrier. I was merely attempting to salvage my schedule." "Is that what you call it?" Avery teased, a slow, dangerous smile finally tugging at the corner of her lips. She deliberately shifted her weight, her body brushing against Vivian’s as she leaned in just a fraction closer.

--- When I climb the stairs to my studio, I find Clara sitting on my couch with her laptop open and dozens of public university records spread across the coffee table like a crime scene. "This counts as an emergency." She swings the spare key. "Three female students filed formal complaints against Whitaker in the last five years for academic retaliation after they refused his 'mentorship.' All of them were dismissed by the board. One girl left the master's program entirely because he tanked her recommendations." My jaw tightens. "He's done this before. He has a playbook." Before I can say another word, my screen lights up. Another unknown number. Another photograph, this one taken from acros

The way she says the word like I'm beneath her makes me bristle. "And now here you are conveniently pregnant with twins just as the court orders us to stay married after we just happened to have sex in Vegas and accidentally get married…” I shake my head. "It’s too much. It doesn’t add up." "It does add up, Ethan," she says quietly, voice trembling. "I only slept with two men. Jackson and you. And the babies aren’t his. That leaves you." I don’t want this to be true. I want to rewind and go back to when this was just a three-month inconvenience. A contract. A fun little detour before getting tied down to Victoria.

I asked slowly, already dreading the answer. He exhaled shakily. “An insemination The room spun. My ears rang. I gripped the armrest of the chair to keep from collapsing. “Insemination?” My voice cracked. “Are you telling me…are you actually telling me you people put someone else’s… someone else’s sample in me without my consent? Doctor Allen’s face flushed with guilt. “Ms. Harper, I am so sorry. This should never have happened. It was a tragic mistake. We’d cover your medical expenses and keep the information withheld. We urge you not to take legal action.”

The city stretched beneath me, bright, endless, demanding. Nathan’s words echoed again: Make it look intentional. If I wanted to protect what I’d built, I needed to turn this accident into strategy. An idea began forming, reckless but possible. If I made this marriage look real enough, long enough, I could control the narrative. Turn scandal into opportunity. But to do that, I’d have to keep Adrian close. Too close. I looked back at him. He shifted in his sleep, the blanket sliding down his shoulder. The soft light caught on his skin, the faint rise and fall of his chest.

I had told Levi that Danielle was not feeling well and that I had invited her to come in for some tests. But I hadn't told him about the possibility of her pregnancy. I hadn't wanted to discuss it over the phone. But I decided not to hold it back any longer. I told him, and he looked shocked. He said she couldn't conceive, and I told him I knew, but I'd seen cases before where people were told they couldn't have children, only to become pregnant anyway. It was rare, but it happened. He fell silent as soon as the words left my mouth and sat down; the color drained from his face. The look on his face suggested there was no need for my next question, but I asked him anyway.

“I mean, we slept that night together. How can you be so sure it's only his?” Krysie confusedly looked at him. “What do you mean? Kaizer said they're Hunter's. I can't give birth to triplets with a different father.” “You can,” Elias replied. “It's called Superfecundation.” Huh? “Super—what?” Elias smiled at her and at that moment, she felt at ease. “Superfecundation occur when a woman, having ovulated at least twice in the same cycle, sleeps with more than one man within twenty-four hours. I don't believe it's only Hunter's.”