Accidentally Pregnant Novels & Stories

Later on, in his struggling days, he chose money over his love. Leaving his love behind still made him feel guilty. To save his company from the financial crisis, he married a young, beautiful daughter of billionaire Alex Martin. Although their marriage was unsuccessful as there was a lack of love between them. They got forced by Alex and finally gave birth to a brilliant child that was later on named Chris Hendricks. Unhappy with her marriage life, Chris had to see his mom's slain face in an accident due to rain. Her blood mixed with the rain surrounded Chris from all around. Till her last breath, she kept holding Chris' hand. Even before he could shout for help, her lifeless hand slipped a

Then she rested her back on her chair and crossed her arms in front of her chest. Enoch looked down before speaking, “Well, that was 5 years ago. I was still in the military base when she sent me a telegram. Telling that she’s pregnant. At first, I thought it was a prank until one of my friends confirmed it.” Her blue eyes showed sympathy, “Was it painful?” Enoch licked and bit his bottom lip, “Yes, it was.” emphasizing the word ‘was’. “Do you still feel the pain?” she asked, as she hadn't experienced that kind of pain.

“What is so urgent that you had to blow up my phone like that?” My throat went completely dry. I took a step closer, my hands instinctively resting over my still-flat stomach. “Brandon…it’s about the night we spent together. Three weeks ago.” Brandon’s jaw tightened, a flash of irritation crossing his handsome features. “I thought I made myself clear. It was a one-night stand and a lapse in judgment.” “I remember what you said,” I whispered, my voice cracking as tears threatened to spill. “But… something happened. Brandon, I’m pregnant. It’s your pup.”

He sat stiffly, his body tight, his hands resting flat on his knees. The room felt different now. “What is this?” Daniel asked, his voice sounding tight. “If this is about last night, I already said it was a mistake.” Tim leaned back a little, his face calm but his eyes focused. “That’s where you’re wrong.” Daniel frowned. “What?” “It wasn’t a mistake.” “Yes, it was,” Daniel said, his voice getting a little louder. “We don’t even know each other. I was drunk. I wasn’t thinking straight—”

I crumpled to the floor, staring at the empty space he had left behind. My mind raced. Kelvin… the man I had loved all my life. My friend since childhood, the one who never saw me as a girl until five years ago, when he finally proposed. I had been on top of the world then, my heart finally claiming what it had always wanted. But everything had changed. About a year ago, he started drifting away. Months without touch, months without intimacy. So how could I possibly be pregnant? There had to be a mistake. “Ma… calm down—”

Shit. I had been so consumed by my project that I completely forgot about the contract. Snatching a plain sheet, I started scribbling down anything that came to mind. I had watched enough dramas and read plenty of novels on the topic—never once imagining I’d end up in such a predicament myself. "Accidentally married to your cold boss." I smirked at my own bitter amusement as I drafted more conditions, my mind flipping between logic and sheer desperation. Just as I was getting into it, the door creaked open.

Not even Adrian. I wasn’t just broken. I was pregnant. The memory of that night hit me like a tidal wave. The bar, the alcohol, the stranger. Adrian had hit my face in anger 240 days ago. That was the moment I departed from the house, desperate to get away, to erase my thoughts. I had accidentally ended up in a hotel, in the embrace of a man whose face I couldn't recall. A night of reckless abandon, and now… I was carrying his child.

Their granddaughter, Emily, stood at the doorway, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Grandma, Grandpa, I have something to tell you," she announced, her voice filled with anticipation. They exchanged a knowing glance. This was a moment they had been waiting for. Emily took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant," she said, a shy smile spreading across her face. A wave of joy washed over them. They were going to be grandparents again. As they held each other, their hearts filled with a love that transcended generations. A new chapter was beginning, and they were eager to embrace it.

It shouldn't have been difficult but thinking back to all those years ago as a frightened seventeen-year-old who had just discovered her pregnancy, Amelia could almost feel the fear and complete horror of finding out she was carrying! "When I discovered my pregnancy, I lost everything, and I never try to find the Alpha it because I know he will also consider an abortion like other's. The thought didn't linger very long obviously, but at that time I was all alone in a foreign country. I love my Alec and Ethan very much but at that very second. I didn't want them."

"I was happy. We were going to have an additional member in our small family." I remembered the hospital visit, the confirmation of my pregnancy. Six weeks pregnant. But my joy was short-lived. Traffic delayed me on the way home. Alex was already there, angry. He accused me of cheating as soon as I walked through the door. I tried to explain. The hospital visit. The pregnancy. But he didn't listen. H pushed me down. He punched and kicked me. I tried to cover my abdomen. My baby. But it was too late. I bled.