Bts Scenarios Pregnant Novels & Stories

When the nausea finally eased, he handed her a bottle of water. "You've been ill since yesterday." She looked away. "It's probably stress." "Probably." His voice was gentle. "But stress doesn't usually look like this." For a moment... Dani thought about telling him. The words sat on the edge of her lips. Julian... I'm pregnant. Instead, she swallowed them. "Let's find my parents." Julian searched her face. He knew she was hiding something. He just didn't know what. Yet. --- Ethan's phone rang.

"I saw that today, and the thing is, I don't understand it. She and Tyler have wanted this for a long ass time." "I imagine she's scared," B speculated. "I mean, think of it this way. Say you were never able to get pregnant, they told you everything was fine, but for years, you weren't able to have a child—never even got pregnant. Out of the blue, she's pregnant. I'm just saying if it were me, the first thing I would worry about would be a miscarriage. I wouldn't want to get too attached to that child, just in case it didn't work out."

The doctor responded, "How so, Doctor?" "BDSM isn't harmful to pregnant women, well except you go extreme but mild BDSM roleplay is harmless, also I am pretty sure the reason you passed out is mainly that you are stressed both mentally, emotionally and physically." The doctor huffed, "Normally those are emotions that you will handle quite well. If it was just yourself, but since you are pregnant, you are also kind of fragile right now. I think that is the reason you fainted. That made sense.

And though his words hadn’t been filled with promises and romantic declarations, there had been something raw in his voice—an emotion I hadn’t expected from a man who made power plays before breakfast. Still, it didn’t change the reality. I was pregnant. And now he knew. I kicked off my heels and padded barefoot to the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of water I didn’t really want. My stomach was tight, not from morning sickness but nerves. I hadn’t told anyone else. Not my best friend, not my mom, not even my doctor beyond the confirmation appointment. It was too fragile, too early. Too real. My phone buzzed from the counter. Nathan: I meant what I said. I want to be involved. Let’s take thi

My pregnancy journey went well because I had my parents who were always supportive, especially Jonas who has been with me from the very beginning. He has done all things perfectly. He also make sure that I was following my doctor's instructions. "Is it leading to marriage?-" Morayta teased. "Isn't it Thrante and Baste had reconciled?" "Yes, girl. I'm happy for them. In fact, they have a baby boy too." "It was posted on Baste's i* account. He was a proud dad of Fiel Amor."

“About how you deceived me? About how you’re engaged to another woman who’s the complete opposite of me?” I look at him, utterly heartbroken. It’s almost as if I can hear something inside me shattering into a million pieces. I can’t bring myself to tell him about the baby — I’m too afraid of how he’ll react. No. He can’t know. He mustn’t... what if he asks me to terminate the pregnancy? Or worse, what if he demands custody of the baby? No, that can’t happen... I can’t tell him. “You owe me no explanations. I’ll let your fiancée in now,” I say finally, turning away and leaving the room quickly before he can say another word. “Ms. Sidney? You can go in. Mr. Hart is ready for you.”

All these questions were bothering his mind. He knew his boss very well, they were friends although his boss’s pride did not allow them to be very close, but they were friends all the same. He knew practically everything about his boss. So he was very sure that the boss and this woman were meeting for the first time yesterday. Therefore, his boss was not responsible for the pregnancy. The doctor called him back into the ward. When he entered the ward and stood beside the bed, the doctor announced “Mrs Bon-Hwa, you are 14 weeks pregnant.” He said …

My voice shakes. “Cam, I’m sorry. Kyland wants to tell you after we... confirm—” Bianca hesitates. My eyes widen. “Confirm what?” I ask, blinking. I can barely see them through my unshed tears. Kyland sighs deeply. “B is possibly pregnant.”

Anything. Then I sat there, staring at nothing. Eventually, I picked up my phone and called the person I trusted most. Tracy. She picked up on the third ring. “Hi miss no longer single,” she teased. “How you dey?” I said nothing. “Aria?” “Hello?” “Is this a kidnapper or did someone steal my friend’s phone because—” “Tracy,” I whispered. She went quiet instantly. “What’s wrong?” “I’m… pregnant.”

she chuckled. Vaughn froze. “After getting the ultrasound, let’s start processing the company stock transfer, okay?” “Okay, mom,” Vaughn said. “We have to go.” With that, he turned off the phone and leaned against the car seat. “Was it really a good idea to tell them that I’m already pregnant?” she asked. “What would we do if I’m not pregnant by next month?” He started the car and started driving. “Let’s hope that you are, then.”