Cookie Run Pregnancy Novels & Stories

Luckily, there’s no proof I’m the woman Ronan spent the night with. As I drove home, I briefly considered picking up some emergency contraception, but decided against it. The pills always made me feel sick, and besides, Kevin and I had tried to have a pup many times, and we never conceived. The Moon Goddess blessed true mates with the ability to conceive stronger offspring—which by extension made pregnancy with a non-mate nearly impossible. I went home to shower and change for work. There, I would start gathering more information about what Ronan might do to me if he knew I was the one in his bed the night before.

the doctor said calmly, “I think she had an allergic reaction to the coconut oil the staff used.” I frowned instantly. “She uses coconut shampoo all the time. That doesn’t make sense.” “Pregnancy changes a woman’s body,” he explained with a shrug while scribbling something onto a notepad. “Things she was once comfortable with can suddenly make her nauseous or trigger allergic reactions.” He handed over the prescription. “Get her these medications. They’ll help with the weakness and nausea. And for now, she should avoid coconut products completely.” I nodded silently. Geal smirked at me like an idiot, winking before escorting the doctor out of the room.

It couldn't be that coincidental that it happened on the first try. But she had been keeping track of time, thinking that if it happened, it should be a surprise, so she hadn't told him. She was about to put a crab leg in her mouth when a hand reached out beside her. "Don't eat." "Why?" "Crabs aren’t good for pregnant women," he said. Charlotte leaned closer to him and said, "Pregnant women can still eat a little, just not too much." "It's already risky in the first three months; don't eat it."

Thankfully, Zivon was able to dodge in time, and after raising a slight brow, he was prompted to say, “Drink a bit slower…” Watching as the worried man began patting her back, Xavia couldn’t help but squint. Was he seriously not aware that he was the reason why she had accidentally spat out all that fruit tea?! Shaking her head, she then took the book from Zivon’s hand to read its header… ‘Pleasing your pregnant wife down to her soul. During pregnancy, women tend to be less sexually active. Here are a few tricks to-’ Slamming the book shut, the embarrassed woman then grabbed another book from Zivon’s pile… and to her dismay, this one was titled, ‘Getting your pregnant wife high.’ W-what were

"Look, Mrs. Kooper. It is clearly written here that you are pregnant with Mr. Kooper's flesh and blood..." Kisa quickly grabbed the paper to read it carefully. Her head hurt as she read the article. She felt like even if she had ten mouths to explain herself, she still could not fully explain it to them. "Also, Mrs. Kooper, there are close-ups of you going to the doctors to get prenatal care pills," George said happily. "Why did the doctor prescribe you prenatal care pills? Is your baby in danger? No, you're not allowed to go to the set tomorrow. You should just rest at home."

He remembered he also remembered telling her to not think much of it. “But my love what makes you think she is” “Well remember when I was pregnant with Apollo and we had that dip at your mom’s house and I couldn’t get enough of it. She said the same thing happened to her when she was pregnant with you. Then she told me to add extra garlic so I did and that’s when she told me I was without a doubt pregnant. And I was at the time with Apollo, so what could it hurt, I made the same dip to test Jess.” She did have a point but that wasn’t enough proof.

“How is she? Is she okay?” “She’s stabilizing,” the doctor said, adjusting his glasses. “It was an acute allergic reaction, likely sesame in the marinade. We’ve managed it, and she’s responding well.” Andy exhaled sharply, relief flooding his chest. His eyes softened as he asked the next question, almost in a whisper. “And… her pregnancy? Hope it wasn’t affected?” The doctor blinked, visibly startled. “Pregnancy?” Andy frowned. “Yes. She’s pregnant. We are expecting a baby.”

One afternoon, I cried because someone made my favorite cookies wrong. Darius found me sobbing in the kitchen. “What happened?” “The cookies are wrong!” I wailed. They are supposed to be chewy but they are crispy! He wisely did not laugh. “I will make you new cookies myself. Perfectly chewy.” “You do not know how to bake.” “Then I will learn. For you.” Pregnancy hormones made the mate bond even more intense. But there were beautiful moments too. The first time we felt the pup move, we were in bed. A tiny flutter in my stomach, barely noticeable.

An Omega’s Heat is like the menstruation to women, but unlike menstruation where the possibility of getting pregnant is low to none—the Heat is the peak of the pregnancy possibility for Omegas especially when he mated with an Alpha. A healthy Alpha’s sperm ensures the highest possibility of pregnancy; that is if the Omega doesn’t have any health and physical issues. Ronan knows perfectly how much he enjoyed being filled by Cross. Fuck. With the technology today, one can already know if he or she is pregnant right after the first 24 hours that passed after mating.

His eyes lowered slightly as though he was trying to feel me off layer by layer. That predatory gaze continued to grow wild. "In all aspects." Aspects? Hearing that part, a low flush almost threatened to creep up into my cheeks. I shut it down completely before I lost control of myself. "Having sex during the early stages of the pregnancy can affect the pup." Killian’s brows arched, drawing a teasing smile. " who said anything about sex." I cleared my throat, realizing he didn't say anything out of the ordinary. But I think he was certainly thinking it.