Annabeth Pregnant Novels & Stories

Chapter one PREGNANT!! SOPHIE'S POV "Congratulations, Sophie; you are six weeks pregnant."I overheard the doctor say as he gestured to shake my hands.His remarks startled me, and I gazed blankly for a while, wondering what to reply. This news was not my expectation. It was more than I had imagined.

Her belly curved outward in a way no one could possibly miss. She was pregnant. A violent shock slammed through me, like lightning tearing straight down my spine. My knees buckled and I collapsed onto the couch. The bottle slipped from my hand, whiskey spilling all over the floor. “No… no, this can’t be real…” I dug my fingers into my hair, my voice breaking like a wounded animal. “She’s carrying Hebert’s kid… she’s actually pregnant with that bastard’s child! Why would you show me this? Are you trying to finish me off?!”

Annabeth held my hand and led me to my bed, she was precisely gentle, making sure nothing got in my way. “Annabeth, I am pregnant, not a newborn. I can take care of myself.” I complained, but she didn't seem to care. She grabbed one of the platters and dropped it close to me. “Complain one more time and I will be feeding you.” She said, stealing a chuckle from my lips. “Annabeth…” I let out a sigh. “Start eating Sloane, so you don't miss your lessons.” She completely ignored my complaint as she had been doing since I accepted my pregnancy.

“You are going to be a great-grandfather.” “Do you mean it?” Abner asked, still looking doubtful. “Or are you that excited to kick me out of your house?” Riley cracked up. She almost cried with delight at Abner’s reaction. She said, “Yes, Grandpa. I am pregnant, but we are still in the very early stage. However, Adrian and I agreed to take good care of the baby. So, we are very positive about this.” “Yahoo!” Abner stood up with his arms raised. His eyes glistened from the tears of joy as he exclaimed, “Thank you, heavens! Thank you for answering my prayers!”

Christian's POV Pregnant. Zoey was pregnant. The word still felt too big to fit inside Annabelle's bedroom, but it was real all the same. Real like her hand gripping mine. Real like the test sitting on the sink. Real like the silence that came before the moment we finally looked at each other. Our second child. Or daughter. I blinked once, like my body needed time to catch up before my soul could. I'd spent weeks chasing adrenaline. And I had just found it.

Annabelle's POV I felt like someone had shot a bullet straight at my heart. It was either I misheard or the doctor was joking. "Firstly, I'm now Miss Anabelle Spencer." I corrected with a scoff, "Lastly, you've got to be kidding me. There's no way I'm pregnant." The doctor smiled. "Really? But that would mean you are about to rewrite history because your test result shows here," he handed me a paper, "that you're pregnant!"

Diana asked in a more stable voice. It wasn't easy to stay sane in Diana's condition, and she was trying her best not to take it all out on Annabelle. Annabelle's eyes, which were already red from crying, looked at Diana. “I was.... pregnant back then.” Diana gaped, "You were pregnant? With whom?" ”No, not Alpha Darren. I was pregnant with my boyfriend, my lover," Annabelle explained. For some reason Diana felt relieved when Annabelle clarified that she was not pregnant with Alpha Darren. Diana was also confused by her reaction.

She shrugged before walking out of the room. She snorted as she looked at her distant friend. "No matter what you say, I won't listen. I love Gael so much and we should get married because he got me pregnant.” Maybe Brielle is just jealous because Gael got me pregnant. “She just smiled and looked at the pregnancy test in her hand again. "I'm excited to be Mrs. Ramirez." — "W-WHAT? Was what you said true Tallulah?" Caroline asked in disbelief after Tallulah confessed about her pregnancy.

She had laughed, cried, and fought for me when I had no one else. “I… I’m pregnant,” I whispered. Her eyes widened. “You… you’re what?” I shook my head. “It’s him… it’s Lucas.” Abigail's face darkened. Her jaw tightened. “Oh, Naomi…” She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to. I could see it in her eyes. She understood everything. The contract. The divorce. The fiancée. The house. The years of loneliness. The abuse. She grabbed my hand. “We’ll figure this out. Don’t worry about him right now. Your baby matters. That’s all that matters.”

Anabel looked troubled, and face down then messenger said "You will be pregnant in the next moon, please don't keep the child alive" Anabel drag her hand from messenger and said "I don't know what you're talking about" Raising her voice towards Messenger. Then she wanted to walk away when messenger replied to her and said "You're pregnant for the prince, but please do not let your child know that is from a royal family, that is if you will keep the child alive. Anabel look back and said "What are you talking about?" "Stay with me till daybreak, then you can leave when the rise back, I will get firewood."