Books With Pregnancy Trope Novels & Stories

It was actually my idea to go for that prenatal checkup. Compared to other women six months along, my belly was far too big—almost the size of someone carrying twins. I looked it up online. A baby that grew too large could make delivery dangerous for both mother and child. That was why I suggested another hospital visit, just to be safe. I never expected that this marriage, or James' six years of persistence in chasing me, was nothing but a complete lie. I was never his wife. I was just the substitute carrying the child he wanted for himself and Natasha.

what do they call it? ”Here dear.” I turn to the doctor and see him handing me a small book. From the picture on the cover I can tell that it’s a pregnancy booklet. The woman softly cradling her belly has her eyes closed, but my focus really is on the mark someone has drawn over her protruded belly. “What does this mean?” The Tempest Doctor responds without even looking at me, “It’s nothing. Just one of the marks we use in the pack to differentiate the normal pregnancy books from our pack books. Unlike every other pregnancy booklet out there, that book has a little bit of knowledge from every woman in the Tempest pack that has ever carried a child to term.

Now, things were different. These days, my reading consisted mostly of the pregnancy books Asmodeus had given me. They were thick, detailed, and utterly unromantic, filled with diagrams and nutritional charts. The chef at the palace had even been kind enough to take one of nutrition and ensure that all my meals were prepped accordingly for the triplets growing inside me. Every bite was calculated, every nutrient accounted for. I'd been packing more food as well, small, nutritious snacks, especially since I knew I'd be busy with Bernadette, potentially for hours.

Pure deliciousness. "Ok, this one first." She slides a book towards me. On the front is shows a wolf fetus inside the womb, it reads 'SHE-WOLF PREGNANCY WEEK BY WEEK' in bold letters. If that wasn't a kick to the gut, I don't know what is. Am I really doing this?

she said brightly, thrusting the books into my arms without so much as a warning. I staggered slightly under the weight, blinking at her. “What are these?” Jessica beamed, looking far too pleased with herself. “Books on pregnancy, of course! I want you to finish reading them all. There’s so much to learn about what’s best for the baby!” I stared at the stack, the titles screaming words like ‘prenatal nutrition’, ‘what to expect when you're expecting’, and ‘perfect parenting from day one’. Inwardly, I cried. Never mind. This place wasn’t heaven. It was hell.

Book 2 Hello readers, the following parts is a continuation of Claimed by the Alpha Triplets. It shows camila's Pov and her pregnancy journey. If you haven't read the book kindly do and it's very possible to also read it as a standalone. ______ My worst fears were confirmed when the test strips showed two lines: I was pregnant.

It went from the first floor to the second floor, and the fragrance of books was strong. Every book had a division. When he was looking for books related to clothing design, when he passed by the technical section, he accidentally saw a book called "Nature of Pregnant Ten Month". Out of curiosity, he took it out and flipped through it.

And my body, God, that body was slowly betraying me, giving hints of the truth I was desperately trying to hide. This wasn't just weight gain. It was the beginning of the physical changes that came with pregnancy just like what I read. I hope I get spared from swollen legs and big nose. And if Trina, who saw me all the time, was already picking up on it… how much longer before everyone noticed? I swallowed hard, forcing myself to stay calm. I was in deep shit. Maybe I should start wearing oversized clothes. I could already picture it: baggy hoodies, loose dresses, anything that wouldn't cling to me and wouldn't bring out my shape.

The memories are tinted until all I can remember is the bridal chorus and the orchestral singing in the church as my best friend walked up the aisle to meet him. The ultimate level of betrayal. I clench my fists, and my jaw tightens. Three years later, and now he wants to draw me aside and talk to me? I let out a laugh, still marveling at the absurdity of his claims. We were perfect, but he had to ruin it. And even if he didn’t, we just weren't going to work out, I think to myself. Just shortly after he got married to my best friend, I realized that I was pregnant myself. And not for him.

Clara used to feel disgusted with herself when she found out that she was pregnant with Brian's child, she didn't want to have sex with a man she didn't love, but unfortunately that night Clara was seduced by Brian, she clearly regretted her pregnancy. Clara almost wanted to abort her first pregnancy, until Brian found the pregnancy test in the trash can. Brian was so happy he even thanked Clara every day, every time that woman just woke up. Brian's treatment completely changed drastically when he found out that Clara was pregnant. So he never came home late, he often asked if Clara was comfortable, if she felt nauseous or sick, Brian also often brought delicious food for Clara to try, that