Bella's Pregnancy In Breaking Dawn Novels & Stories

I forced myself to speak. Dr. Hale cleared his throat. "As part of our standard procedure, we ran some tests. We discovered that she's seven months pregnant." Pregnant? Bella? My Bella? I could hardly breathe. "What... did you just say?" He repeated the words carefully. "She's seven months pregnant." I shook my head slowly. The feeling of disbelief clawed through me. "That's impossible." "On the contrary," he said softly. "The timeline checks out. She fainted from fatigue and stress, but the baby is fine. It's a healthy pregnancy."

He thought that Alina was a small kid but she has decided on this alone and even didn't mind informing him or Bella. Bella was crying continuously, not able to stop her husband from saying such words and also she couldn't stop worrying about her daughter who is now pregnant at a very young age. Who would understand more than Bella about early pregnancy? Bella still remembers how she was pregnant with Elsa. She barely knew about the world. She had to face hell both physically and mentally. Bella's cries filled the hall as she collapsed over the floor not able to convey anything to anyone. Alina turned abruptly as she couldn't see her mom like that.

said Maya, her demonic grin perplexing Bella. "What? That is simply not feasible! No way, I'm not!" Bella objected, glancing around the audience to refute the assertion. "She's pregnant," Maya told the audience. "That's not true!" Bella's rage grew, but her cries went unheard. Some of the mountain women were pleased by the revelation and began playing a joyous melody on their drums. Bella rushed toward the exit gate, desperate to get out, only to have it slam shut in her face. Her dreams had been crushed, and she had given up hope of ever escaping this town. Bella collapsed to the ground, stunned and crushed, tears of remorse spilling from her eyes.

“Heir? Killian, what do you mean?” He didn't answer with words at first. Instead, he slid his large, warm palm over her flat, bare stomach, his fingers splaying possessively over her skin. He leaned in, his smile pressing against her temple. “You’re pregnant, Bella. I can feel him,” he announced, the weight of the words vibrating through her. “You are carrying my pup.” Isabella let out a sharp, loud exhale, the air rushing from her lungs as the pieces finally clicked together. The strange, rolling nausea, the sudden dizzy spells, and the heavy exhaustion of the past few days—it wasn't just the stress. It was life.

I needed the scolding and the way he bossed me around. Crossing my hands over my chest, I looked at the crowd around the living room. It wasn’t exactly a crowd, but having about ten to fifteen people in the very house I could find peace in made it seem so. “Well, Alessia’s taller than I last saw her. Bella looks a bit different. What else have I missed?” “Bella’s pregnant,” Adonis announced, catching me completely off guard. “It seems like I’ve missed out on a lot of things,” I whispered to myself and then turned to look at him. His eyes were fixated on his wife. “It’s yours, right?”

"Calm down, dear. Remember to keep your temper for the sake of our baby." "Bella is eight weeks pregnant when your divorce is only one month old. What public person would defend you and call your relationship inspiring? Shame on you,” Father cursed. “Dad,” Eleanor interrupted. "Bella is pregnant. Scolding her won't benefit anyone. If something bad happens to the baby, we'll be in trouble." "I'm just asking her to stop commenting badly on social media. Camari is Haworth. If people know we're attacking each other, they'll laugh at us,” Father argued.

The next moment, his kiss deepened, trailing from my forehead all the way down. Fingers interlaced, we shared a night of wild pleasure. I had once believed the wolf clan's strength made them the best choice in bed. But the serpent clan had their own… unique qualities. Draco didn't stop until dawn lit the sky, and I practically begged for rest. Three months later, news broke: Bella was pregnant. I was stunned. In thousands of years, no human had ever conceived with a beastkin in just three months. Had I not seen her swollen belly with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it.

The doctor replied, his voice was grave and serious, “Unfortunately, Bella's womb has been somewhat weakened, and carrying the pregnancy to full term may not be possible without strict rest and care.” I closed my eyes as I took a deep breath, my heart sank as I tried to process the devastating news. The thought of losing our child before it even had a chance to be born felt like a gut punch. I remained composed, however, knowing that Bella would need me to be strong for her. "How much rest are we talking about?" I asked in a gentle tone. The doctor sighed before answering, "Ideally, Bella should be on bed rest until the child is born, with minimal physical activity. The more she rests, the b

When she estimated that Bella had probably woken from her noon nap, she headed leisurely to Bella's villa. Bella had clearly been waiting. The moment she saw Adriana arrive, she ran out to greet her. "Baby, you're finally back. I missed you so much." "Slow down, slow down," Adriana said as she carefully supported her. "You're pregnant now—you can't be as reckless as before." "Oh please, you're starting to sound just like Patrick." Bella scanned her from head to toe. "Your husband isn't feeding you properly, is he? You look thinner."

Bella lived in a luxurious house provided by Lucienne. A two-story house with a narrow backyard, a white fence that was always locked, and a security camera in the corner of the roof. Everything seemed perfect, complete with an additional contract that Bella signed without saying much. "If you get pregnant, the facilities will be upgraded. A bigger house. Permanent servants. A personal guard." The words were written coldly on the paper. Pregnancy as a condition for promotion. Bella didn't feel like a mother-to-be. She was more like someone waiting for a verdict.