Ari Fletcher Pregnant Novels & Stories

Arthit : (◍•ᴗ•◍) "Blushed darkly at her innocent words" The next day, the result came out and Darika jumped in happiness. She was pregnant. There were no signs and symptoms of pregnancy but her period was late and Arthit knew that "They were expecting" Darika was only 20 and Arthit was 27 that is why Arthit wanted to wait for another year for the baby but Darika finally won over his decision to take another shot for next year. She cried and her tears melted his mountainous decision. ~• Darika's first trimester:-

"Freya..." "I'm pregnant."

Together at all times. We began telling folks about it that weekend. Catherine initially. Sunday brunch. "We have news, Mother," Kael replied. Are you relocating? Purchasing a larger space? Not precisely. Aria is expecting a child. Catherine's fork came to a halt. "Pregnant." "Indeed. March is the due date. She put her fork down. looked at me. Next, at Kael. then grinned. truly grinned. A newborn. A grandchild. "Yes," I said. "I am aware of how quick it is. We recently tied the knot and—"It's just in time," Catherine said. "You're content. settled. This is fantastic news.

She looked small and helpless. Kevin, who'd insisted on coming with me to my appointment, immediately strode over. His face hardened. "Why are you back? You're pregnant. You should be resting at home." Fiona looked up at him. Her eyes lit up for a split second before the light faded. "Kevin, this city is my home too. Am I not even allowed to come back and see a doctor? Fine. If I'm causing problems for you, I'll get rid of the baby right now and disappear."

“And once he finds out you’re pregnant, everything will change. All this anger and coldness—it’ll vanish. Just trust me.” Elena’s breath hitched as hope flickered in her chest. “Then I need to tell him. He has to know I’m pregnant.” Emma gently squeezed her hand. “Not now, Elena. You’re not in a state to face him. Please, rest tonight. Tomorrow, you can talk to him—when you’re ready.” The Next Day Standing before the towering gates of Stephen Industries, Elena placed a protective hand over her stomach. She took a deep breath, determination hardening her resolve. “No one will stop me from seeing Stephen,” she murmured to herself.

"Fiona, swear on our friendship. Swear to me you won’t tell him. Let it stay between you, me, and Adrian." Fiona hesitated, but Aria’s gaze didn’t falter. Finally, Fiona nodded slowly. "I swear." Aria let out a shaky breath. "I’m going to travel. I’ll go far away and have this baby. Somewhere Damian won’t find us. I don’t want him to have any right over my child." Fiona frowned. "But Aria, it’s his child too. Is it right to keep him away like that?" Aria’s expression turned hard. "Have you forgotten Lyla is also pregnant with his child? Did you forget that part too?"

But Chloe wasn't finished. She looked directly into the cameras, placing a delicate hand over her flat stomach. "I am begging Zara Frost to return the man I love. Not just for me," Chloe’s voice cracked perfectly, "but for the child growing inside me. I am two months pregnant with Ethan's baby." The bunker fell into absolute, deafening silence. Zara stared at the television, all the warmth draining from her body. The air in her lungs turned to ice. She slowly turned her head, looking at Ethan.

"We'd need nothing less than twenty more months. Mom doesn't have that time." "I can't believe you did this." I fought the urge to say that too. It's not been easy and definitely not as rosy as it looks. "Got any explanation for this?" She said turning her phone to me. I read the headline quietly; MORGAN FLAMUR: Expecting a child with a new wife? "Hell no. It's just the media doing their thing." "Oh really?" She mocked. "You have no idea how messy your life is about to get."

"To what do I owe this visit?" Aria closed the door behind her and sat across from him, her hands folded in her lap. "Father, I need your help with… a situation." Charles raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Go on." Aria took a deep breath, choosing her words carefully. "I’m pregnant with Liam’s child. And while he’s been supportive… I don’t think he’s fully committed to me yet. I need to secure his commitment — to me and our child. Marriage, ideally."

Her father cleared his throat, glancing at her with concern. “mum , dad… we need to talk,” she started carefully. “Go ahead, dear,” her mum said, folding her hands. “It’s about… Selene,” she said. “she,” Aria said softly. “She’s pregnant. And they’re planning a wedding.” Her mother gasped, hands flying to her mouth. “Pregnant? Aria… what are you saying? How… how did this happen?” “I’m not saying anything else, ma,” Aria replied evenly. “I’m just letting you know. This is happening, and Damian is… involved.”