Accidental Pregnancy Romance Novels & Stories

After eating I invited her to go up to the rooftop, I also sent Aling Myrna some snacks and juice. "What exactly are you going to say? You can say that now." I said to him, he came to me and dropped the glass of juice he was holding. When he got close to me, he gently held both of my hands and looked at me lovingly. "Mikaya, I don't know where to start. The first time I see you at the bar I know to myself that I like you and about what happened at the hotel, you know I really hate myself for doing that to you. After a month I found out you were pregnant. I looked for you because I wanted to be responsible for the child but I saw you were okay and I thought you didn't need me. At that time I

It was due to a lack of optimism in living outside of societal conventions. Hannah can’t help but be astonished by his explanations. He had certainly read the book, understanding its connotation and digging deeper into its words. Now, she can truly see a prince. A prince who wasn’t afraid of reading a feminist romance book. It's not a full romance, but still a romance. Contrary to Astrrid’s claim that Hannah hadn’t read some romance novel, she had. But books should focus on societal or political issues rather than centering on romance itself.

I took a large bite out of my burger. "I have a friend I can hook you up with?" He offered. "Uh, no thanks. I'll pass." I replied after swallowing my food. "I'm pregnant and I have a baby daddym but we're not dating." "You're pregnant?" His voice went a octave higher, eyes wide. "Yes." I laugh, "it's not yet obvious." I patted my stomach. "Wow." He replied after some time. His phone made a ding sound, "that will be Nicole. I should go."

“She made me a better man.” His gaze held mine. “And standing here tonight, I know I’m the luckiest man alive.” Tears burned behind my eyes. “And actually…” He glanced around the room. “There’s one more thing.” I immediately knew what he was going to say next. My eyes widened slightly. “Apparently,” he said casually, “our accidental marriage has been productive.” The room went silent again. “Sienna and I are expecting a baby.” The entire tent erupted instantly with gasps, cheers and applause.

Something moved in them – recognition, or something close to it, the specific look of a person hearing a sentence that has come from somewhere they didn't expect. "That's what Aiden said. I really don't know who my baby daddy is, and I got married on top of that. Now I'm with a child and having an affair with my sister's husband," she said softly. We looked at each other. I didn't say anything. The burner fired once more. The balloon held its altitude. The city glittered at the horizon, and the desert burnt gold below us, and the sunrise completed itself in the sky around us. Neither of us spoke for a long time.

“I didn't come here to play games with you. I'm pregnant. With your child. That night between us. It was unforgettable to me.” He laughed at my words. He actually laughed at me. “Do you think I'm going to believe all of that? I don't even know your name. Forget about knowing your name. I don't even remember you; I don't even think I have set my eyes on you before except for right now.” “It's Vanessa Roothmoore.” “Vanessa, right. Listen to me carefully; I don't know what game you are playing, but this isn't the first time someone has tried to trap me. I'm married. And I love my wife so much.”

"Don't touch anything. Don't call anyone. This will all be over soon." I headed upstairs, my heart pounding with adrenaline. Annalise was still on the floor where I'd left her, cradling her ankle and sobbing dramatically. Derek stood over her like a guardian, his expression somewhere between concerned and amused. "She tried to grab her phone," he reported. "I may have accidentally kicked it down the stairs." "Accidentally," I repeated. "Very accidentally. It just sort of flew out of my hand when she lunged at me." I smiled despite everything. This man. This ridiculous, wonderful man who'd appeared in my life less than forty-eight hours ago and had already become essential.

she said, steadying her voice despite the flutter of nerves in her chest. Aaron Kingston leaned back in his chair, his eyes cold as he studied Raina. “So you’re the woman carrying my child.” He began, not wasting time with pleasantries. Raina stiffened, unsure of what to say. “This insemination mix-up wasn’t just an accident, was it? You saw your marriage falling apart, and you thought, ‘Why not get pregnant with his sperm, trap him into a situation where he has no choice but to deal with me?’ You think I’m some kind of fool, huh?”

“And I mean everything, Maria. Don’t skip a single heartbeat.” Maria groaned dramatically and flopped beside me. “Do I have to?” “Do birds fly?” I shot back. “Yes, you absolutely have to. Spill the tea, pour the juice, uncork the wine...whatever you want to call it. Just spill it.” She let out a sigh and rubbed her temples. “Okay, okay. It started three days after that whole accusatory incident.” I gasped. “Three days? That’s like microwave-speed romance. Don’t tell me you caught feelings from a trauma bond.”

And that was when she introduced Ken to her and she fell in love at first sight. Ken was sweet in the beginning but he began to turn hostile when Gift refused to give him her virginity but again, Trisia was there to coax her and tell her it was the only way to get a happy life and create the family that she had always craved for, so they did it once, on the night ken proposed. Gift looked at her ring finger and turned the fragile engagement ring. “Why?” Ken scoffed as he pulled Trisia closer by her waist, “she’s pregnant,” Gift’s eyes looked downwards, towards the bulging belly and noticed a tiny bump similar to hers.