Accidental Surrogate Novels & Stories

What was he thinking? I had considered talking to Macie, but then I saw something unexpected in her Messenger. The profile picture and contact name were different. I knew what Macie saved Henry's nickname as—a simple '#2'. This contact was labeled even more simply: '#1'. This person ranked even higher than Henry. So much for true love, huh? The message Macie sent to this person was quite a shocker. [Babe, I bought a bunny girl pajama set. I'll wear it for you on Friday night!]

"Wake up from the dream, Audrey. A woman who doesn't know where she grew up would never be accepted by the Wilson family. Well, maybe they'll accept her now, but with time, they'll realize they've chosen the wrong daughter-in-law." And that sentence was enough to penetrate Audrey's heart and stab her very slowly. The pain was different from the pain Daniel had given her. "I wonder what the Wilson family will think when they find out that you were once a surrogate mother." Lidya said it while examining Audrey's expression, then after she felt something was different from Audrey's expression, Lidya looked bright and spoke again. "Oh, or don't they know about your past as a surrogate yet?" Audr

The third girl, Kenzie was last to pass by and she and Juliet exchanged looks. I frowned deeply at Mrs Hilary before leaving with Juliet and Sasha too. More and Ever came out after us and they started to explain, "We're so sorry, we had to. It's pack rule, we have to support each other against other packs no matter what. Dais is from our pack and we can't testify against her." Dumbest thing I've heard so far. "Even if it means your friend could be in danger?. Even when you knew Dais was lying?. Did pack rule say you have to testify to a lie?" Sasha asked them.

Evander said coldly, “tell Ariella they’re negative. Tell her the only hope is a surrogate—someone from her family. Her sister should be the only option.” Doctor Reeve smiled. “Consider it done.” Back to the present, “There is one option,” Doctor Reeve said after a moment, lowering his voice. “A surrogate. Someone biologically close to you—someone your body would not reject by blood.” His gaze flickered, deliberate. “A family member would be… ideal.” Ariella looked up at her husband with her teary eyes, desperate, hopeful— And missed the faint curve of satisfaction on Evander’s lips.

This was what Silvia could not figure out no matter how hard she tried. Jayden was wealthy and influential. There was no need for him to step in to look for a surrogate mother at all. As long as he said the word, his subordinates would naturally get things done. However, Silvia still coincidentally ran into Jayden at the hospital while he was with the surrogate woman for her maternity check-up. Was this an accident or was someone orchestrating it on purpose? It was not that Silvia liked to overthink, but after so much had happened, Silvia finally learned to be more cautious and careful.

Harry stared at me back, obviously waiting for me to say something. “No wonder your face looked familiar!” I broke the heat between us. “I must have seen you in some… erm… tabloids!” “Right, tabloids!” Harry looked flustered. “I was notified that my sperm was accidentally inseminated into your… you know… body. I would like to take full responsibility for that and that is why I am here. If you don't mind, we could go somewhere more comfortable to discuss. I don't mind the hot sun, I promise. However, I feel you might be uncomfortable.”

It’s a tradition I’ve always resented—a means of control that suffocated my freedom. In my pursuit of liberation from this suffocating life, I turned to surrogacy as a means of finding temporary fulfillment. I sought companionship and pleasure, hoping to find solace in the arms of women who understood the transactional nature of our relationship. It was a way to escape the monotony of my existence, a fleeting distraction from the responsibilities that awaited me.

She wondered if it was possible to look at the child again, even if it was only from afar. It was the child of the Tucker family' eldest young master, the man she had never even seen or spoken to. What was ridiculous was that he was the father of the child, and her cousin was the mother of the child. Hearing that the Tucker family' eldest young master was unconscious after a car accident five years ago, in order to leave behind his bloodline, the Tucker family has sought out an outstanding girl as a donor, and this person is her cousin Sienna. The surrogate was her. She urgently needed money to treat her grandmother's illness, so she signed an agreement. What a ridiculous mess.

“You want the pup.” His eyes narrowed. “This isn’t a request. Stay, and your mother’s surgery will be paid for. She’ll be transferred to my pack’s clinic. She’ll be safe. You will be safe. You’ll want for nothing.” The weight of it crushed me. This wasn’t marriage. This was surrogacy dressed as protection. I wavered, caught between dread and desperation. Mama’s face flashed in my mind, pale on the hospital bed, without this, she would die.

Was the man I thought I knew all this time a fluke? "He isn't aware, I was warned not to tell him, and I obliged, so I don't cause rifts between them." Jenna adjusted her coat to cover herself properly. "I really need this Betty. They don't want surrogacy so I need you to carry the child while I pretend to be pregnant. I don't want to lose Darius, please." Jenna burst into tears, and my heart tightened even more. I had never seen big sis this vulnerable. She never cries, which means this was really life-threatening for her.