Novel & Cerita Accidental Pregnancy Books

Perhaps it might be his mate or whatever. "I am April and I saw how he ravaged his strength on you and leaving me starved of his sweetness. Who the hell are you bitch?" She asked. "Yifa. Yifa Erickmoore" I said trembling that she might do something worse afterwards. "Okay yifa. I see you've got love injuries. You need medical attention. Come let me show you to the family doctor's office. He'll attend to you". April said leading me away. I don't know my way around here so I just followed sheepishly. We got into a room filled with young ladies. Two looks slightly older than me with a year or two. "Hey babies we've got company. Y'all meet Yifa" she said tearing down my gown. "Owww look at that

It was a fleeting moment, yet it left an indelible mark on my consciousness. I knew I needed to distance myself from him, for my own sake and for the sake of my unborn child. The realization of my pregnancy had already brought a myriad of uncertainties into my life, and the last thing I needed was to complicate matters further by indulging in feelings that could only lead to trouble.

By the end of my college, I published another book. By the time I looked at the clock it was already past two pm and I was already on my second tube of ice cream and third bag of chips. I need to start eating healthy. Joe already told me she made a prenantal appointment for me in the hospital tomorrow by one pm, in which I am grateful for. I can still not believe I am knocked up with someone's child, meanwhile that someone is someone I don't even know! Well, I already promised myself, I will love this child with my whole heart. Am I supposed to start thinking of a name already? Nah, that is too early, I am still in my first trimester. Plus, I think I am supposed to do that with Jake.

"What do the pregnancy books say about early symptoms?" He purchased an entire comprehensive stack of pregnancy and parenting books for me the day after our visit to the fertility clinic—everything from medical references to week-by-week developmental guides to nutritional manuals—but I've been too emotionally overwhelmed to do anything beyond briefly glance at their colorful covers. I hurry over to the elegant mahogany nightstand and impulsively scoop up the top volume, anxiously flipping it open with trembling fingers. My eyes scan frantically through the densely printed pages, desperately seeking reassurance, but the medical terminology and detailed explanations blur together incomprehens

Closing the app, I decide I’m driving to Target and pull from the lot, determined. I select a pink gift bag for Kennedy and a blue for Jackson with white tissue paper. Next, I place two pregnancy tests in my cart. I scan the book section while reminding myself I’m not looking for my next romance novel. I quickly spot the What to Expect When You’re Expecting book for Kennedy. Nearby, I see a book perfect for Jackson. I lay the Dude You’re Gonna Be a Dad! Book in my cart and dart to the check stands.

“Thank you.” “Is that all, Your Highness?” “Yes, Reid. Good night.” “Good night, Prince Jarren.” I hung up the phone and tossed it on the bed. I picked up the book off my desk and propped myself against the headboard. I looked at the cover. “What to Expect When You’re Expecting .”Yes, I was reading a pregnancy book. I wasn’t sure how much of it would relate to Jillie and me since our baby wasn’t human, well, not completely human, but I was finding out many different little facts. It was…fascinating.

'I can't believe I fell asleep packing my clothes,' I yawn. 'Your body is busy creating our little baby. It's normal to be tired.' Ace smiles. 'How do you know?' Ace pulls a book out from his suitcase and passes it to me. I read the title out loud. 'All You Need to Know About Pregnancy,' I say, giving him a look. 'Have you really been reading this?' 'Yep. You've been falling asleep early each night and I didn’t want the TV to wake you, so I thought I'd read. I saw this book when we went shopping the other day and I thought it might be a smart idea to read it.'

I remember finding the book as I was getting rid of everything in the house and how I burned it to ash. That child wasn’t the first, but the sixth. The first miscarriage happened while we were still in college. Getting pregnant wasn’t planned by any means, and taught us a very important birth control lesson. We were just getting over the shock and sliding into excitement when the cramps and bleeding started. At the time, we took it as a sign, that it wasn’t the right time.

THE END…Please note that this is only the end of Leo and Rue’s story and the beginning of Gianna and Grant’s story. NEXT BOOK: Accidentally Pregnant By My Step-Uncle

Another way. I sat up abruptly, grabbed my phone, and headed for my browser. Quickly, I typed into the search bar, ‘How to remove an early pregnancy.’ I pressed search. Articles flooded the screen in an instant. Different posts, suggestions of herbal mixtures. Alcohol. Extreme exercise. Pills I’ve never heard of. My breathing grew shallow as I breezed through blog posts and stories under the comment section until my eyes blurred. I filtered through and decided to settle on the easiest to attain. Alcohol. I read further, satisfying my curiosity.