Belly Button

On the day of my marking ceremony, I don't receive flowers or a mate's embrace. Instead, I receive news that my boyfriend, Liam Hagerty, was caught in a snowstorm and his body was never found. I lose the man I love, and the pup in my belly loses its father. The grief nearly destroys me, but everyone keeps saying, "Aurora, stay strong—at least for the pup." On the day of the funeral, Liam's twin brother, Jasper Hagerty, returns from the border patrol with his mate. Every time I see Jasper's face—the exact same face as Liam's—my heart aches all over again. Then one night, I accidentally overhear a conversation between my mother-in-law—the old Luna—and Jasper. "Liam, you have to go through with this. Your brother died saving you, and your sister-in-law's been through so much. Let her give birth and have something to rely on. Then, you can host your marking ceremony with Aurora." Silence follows. Then "Jasper" speaks. "But what about Aurora? She's carrying my pup..." His mother sighs. "Aurora is strong and considerate. She'll understand." Jasper says in resignation, "Alright, Mom. I'll do as you say." That's when I realize Liam never died. The man I thought was my brother-in-law, Jasper, is just Liam putting on an act. Heartbroken beyond words, I call my older brother, Axel Maddox. "Axel, I want to come home. Liam is already dead, so there's no reason for me to stay here anymore."

The day before the wedding, my fiancé James's childhood sweetheart had a severe depressive episode. Threatening to take her own life, she demanded the destruction of the wedding gown my grandmother had painstakingly made for me before her passing. To calm her down, James locked me in a room and stayed by her side, helping her cut the gown into shreds. Amid the mess, he spoke indifferently. "Be reasonable. It's just a wedding gown. Do you want to see her die?" Later, James's hot uncle approached me, asking me to carry on the family lineage. I nodded in agreement. But James, with reddened eyes, confronted me. "Are you really going to have his child? Have you completely given up on me?" Covering my slightly rounded belly, I replied, "Be reasonable. It's just a child. He’s your uncle. Do you want to see him with no heir to carry on the family name?”

My husband’s the only son of the richest man in Ivoneu. As for me, I’m an orphan. His parents objected to us being together. When I got pregnant, they got on a plane and came to collect us in person. After that, I posted a picture I took with my husband, captioned, [I’m so thankful for you. Our life is going to be perfect from now on.] Little did I know that the rich girl my husband had been dating online would confront me.  She beat me until I had a miscarriage, then she stepped on my belly and declared viciously, “You are a nasty seductress! That makes the baby inside you a bad seed, too! Purging the baby is my contribution to society! “It’s just a fetus, anyway. I have more than enough money to get away with it!”

The wealthy Hanson family makes it clear that whichever sister gives birth to the family's first grandson will inherit the billion-dollar fortune. In my previous life, my sister, under our parents' arrangement, married the strong and healthy third son, Jerome Hanson. I, on the other hand, was given to the gloomy eldest son, Lester Hanson, whose legs were paralyzed. Under my treatment, Lester regained full use of his legs. I became pregnant with the Hanson family's first grandson. Meanwhile, my sister was driven to madness by Jerome's abuse, becoming the laughingstock of every wealthy woman's dinner gossip. On the day I went into labor, my sister stabbed my belly with a knife. Then, she pulled me off a rooftop with her. Now, in this life, we start over. The moment Lester sends over a golden bridal bouquet, my sister snatches it without hesitation. "I want to marry Lester!" she declares.

I double over in pain after assisting Adrian Randall with a late-night operation. He immediately carries me to a ward to check on me. However, before he can do that, he receives a call from a patient and hurries off. That night, I miscarry. When I come out of the operating theater, I see his childhood friend's social media update. She's shared a photo of her baby bump. "He hurried to come to my side just because I was lost. You have to treat Adrian well in the future, my darling!" I rub my belly, which throbs with a dull ache. I don't cry and demand an explanation from Adrian as I would have in the past. Instead, I like the post and apply for a position on the Borderless Medical Assistance Program. The day I leave, the high and mighty Dr. Randall looks at me with red-rimmed eyes. He asks, "How can you bear to leave me behind?"

“There is someone I would like you all to meet,” Lucian said, breaking the silence as he turned to stare down at her in a loving manner, a way he had never looked at me before, “the mother of my child.” My eyes widened in shock as I took in the sight of her swollen belly, a clear evidence of her pregnancy. The mother of my child? What did he mean by that? ***** Selena, the resilient Luna of Blood Moon Pack, was promised to her husband, the Alpha of Crescent Moon Pack. But, she was abandoned by him after their wedding. Mocked by her mother-in-law, and with the help of the stunning Beta, Logan, she’s able to handle the pack’s affairs in anticipation of her husband’s return. Three years later, her dearest husband betrays her by returning with his pregnant mate and is determined to kick her out of the pack regardless of her contributions and dedication. Despite her hurt, Selena is determined to not allow her husband to ruin everything she had worked so hard for, especially when she is certain the pack would need her now more than ever. But secrets bigger than Selena’s resilience reside in the heart of Crescent Moon Pack, and the sudden spark of a mate bond she had believed she would never experience threatens to change everything she has ever known to be true.

When Levi Ezra and I got married, he had solemnly vowed he would love me for a lifetime. Seven years later, he got another woman pregnant — a woman he had so carefully tucked away in a luxurious estate, complete with everything money could buy for a perfect, pampered delivery. By the time I discovered the truth, his mistress's belly was already round and heavy. Her due date was just around the corner. Levi had hesitated — for barely a second — before instinctively shielding her behind him, as though I were some threat. He said, "Nikki, you're terrified of childbirth. Now that this baby is coming, the Ezra family will finally have an heir. You won't have to suffer anymore. We'll still be the same as before. Nothing will change." I clutched the freshly issued pregnancy report in my hand — the one confirming my own child — and let out a laugh so sharp and brittle that it shattered into tears. The day his mistress went into labor, I terminated my pregnancy. I left the divorce papers on his desk, packed my bags, and boarded the first flight to a foreign land.

Warning! Adult only. Sincerity of love does not have to have, but enough to see the loved one is not hurt. Love is complicated and drains tears. This story tells of a woman named "Meranti" who is trapped in love between two brothers. Where Mera didn’t expect at all when Brandy, the man who married her, turned out to be Abraham’s younger sister. And Abraham himself was a man who once fell in love to Mera. Mera found it difficult to accept that fact. Without Mera knowing, Abraham still has a big enough love for Mera. Because Abraham's love was too deep, one time, the man was desperate to enjoy Meranti's body even though it was forced. Mera considered Abraham's actions a tragedy. From that tragedy, both Mera and Abraham were constantly in guilt. Coupled with Mera's pregnancy. Where Abraham had high confidence that the fetus in Mera's belly was the fruit of his depraved deeds. But, was Abraham wrong? Is Mera wrong? How about Brandy? Let's read the story here... Thank you

I got pregnant after a relationship lasting eight years, only for my fiance to call off the wedding the night before. When I arrived, I found him changing it to a celebration of his son's first month. I heard his parents speak ill of me, "That Rachel Stone really embarrassed us, getting pregnant even before you got married. I refuse to have such an immoral daughter-in-law like her." Several days later, Sean Wickham let his son's mother put on the most exquisite wedding dress to get their marriage registered. "I have a son anyway," he chuckled. "Whatever happens to the thing in your belly ain't any of my business." The illusion of happiness utterly shattered, I left without hesitation, heartbroken. I didn't want this marriage or the child anymore. I’d go back to my real home in the distant north.

"You are mine!!" his voice echoed like that of the devil as he bit on my neck, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine. *************** Cara, a weak Omega, has always fantasized about finding her mate, the butterflies in the belly, and the happy ending stories. Cara is claimed against her wish when she ran into the territory of the Rogue King, the most wanted villain in Ellorin, on their first meeting, binding herself to a dangerous life and miserable life. from running away from being sold to slavery in her former pack to being the actual slave in the hands of the ruthless Rogue king, Cara must fend and fight for her survival in a place infested with wild rabid wolves. especially when she discovers about her Origin pointing to a long lost bloodline, "The cupbearers" Amidst running away, conspiracies of her parents death, the discovery of her past, and being mated to a wanted rogue, Cara is faced with a difficult choice to choose between her mate or the lives of thousands of people. What will she do when she realises that her parents were killed by rogues?. Will she choose her mate in spite of everything?. Or Will her choice plunge the whole of Ellorin into destruction?.