Dean Winchester X Reader Pregnant Novels & Stories

Eliza felt like a stranger in her own world, left with no choice but to listen to the orders given regarding her own body and life. Everything that followed felt distant. Like she was watching it happen from somewhere outside her body. The examination, the quiet instructions, the silence that filled the room as the doctor worked. Eliza sat there, her hands resting stiffly on her lap, her mind strangely blank. And then all of a sudden, the doctor broke the silence again. “You’re correct, Alpha King Alaric. She’s pregnant.” Eliza felt her breath immediately seize in her throat. The words landed heavy, her whole world suddenly stilling for a second.

Leah turned to me and I turned to Adrian completely have no answer to that. "She's pregnant, Angelo." I turned to her disbelief. "She's pregnant?" "Yes and with twins." Leah nodded and I was damn speechless. --- Let's keep up with 300 comments :) Chance's story is heavily involve with Dean so there will be a lot of Dean's story involving in this because as soon as ILLICIT #4 is done, ILLICIT #5 will legit break your heart. I brought up a lot of things since Angelo's books and there's a lot of connections that you all will understand in the end.

he said. This handsome doctor is a Werewolf, he looks embarrassed to me and Vic continues to pay attention to him. The way he sniffs makes me not like it because, every time a man sniffs me, they fall in love and I don't want to fall in love with anyone again. The monitor turned on and the device started working to monitor the contents of my uterus. The apparition was clear, something was moving inside. Victoria was so enthusiastic and clapped her hands. "You're pregnant, that's my future niece," Vic exclaimed

If I wanted to be petty, I’d point out Quinn’s due date was determined weeks before they picked a wedding date anyway. “Want to get coffee?” Dean asks, pushing off the wall. “Yeah, that sounds good.” We start down the hall, not sure where we’re going. Dean’s not really going to get coffee this late at night but is using it as an excuse to talk. Which is fine with me. “So, are you two going to get married or at least move in together?” “I don’t know,” I answer honestly. “Quinn wants to take things slow. Obviously we hadn’t been together long before we found out she was pregnant.” We weren’t really together at all. She got pregnant the first or second time we ever had sex.

“I do everything extreme.” She got in. He slid in beside her. The drive back was silent. Inside the penthouse, Dan was on the couch. Reading. He looked up when they came in. “How was the doctor?” Amelia and Penking exchanged glances. “We need to tell you something,” Amelia said. Dan set down his book. “Okay.” “I’m pregnant.” He blinked. Once. Twice. “You’re what?” “Pregnant. Six weeks.” Dan looked at Penking. Then at Amelia. Then back at Penking.

Thirdly, a sharp, stabbing pain gripped his chest as the unsettling realization dawned that Kaitlyn might be intimately connected with the enigmatic man. In a burst of frustration, he emitted a guttural groan, finding a momentary escape in a sip of whiskey. Simultaneously, he loosened his tie, as if physically releasing the tension within. Yet, amidst the chaos, Dean couldn't turn a blind eye to the profound changes in his ex-wife. A smirk played on his lips as he admired Kaitlyn's newfound allure, her pregnant belly silently narrating the intimate history they once shared. The sight of Kaitlyn, her belly plump with his child, stirred a surge of pride within Dean, as if the growing life insi

“We need to ask her if she is in any and if not, we go there first thing tomorrow, in the meantime, no one comes inside her, or even touches her until we fix this. We cannot play with a fate like that.” “talking to her about it seems like the way to go, you are being so strung out maybe for nothing,” Kyle says. “We have a party to attend, so I will go wash off and we can talk to her about it before we leave.” “deal. I just hope she isn’t pregnant, which I must admit, would make me feel like the king of the world,” Dean says and stop in my tracks. “what? You don’t imagine her carrying your child?” he asks me.

Yeah, they were thankful he’d saved their sister from Call the killer right now, but he doubted their appreciation was going to last. “Thanks,” Hunter murmured. “History of head trauma or concussions? Seizures? Passing out?” “No.” “Anything else?” Deke swallowed, waiting. Both brothers shook their head. They didn’t know. Oh, shit… Mother humping son of a bitch. The nurse started to turn away. Deke reached out to grab her arm. “One other thing.” He drew in a deep breath. “She’s pregnant.” “You lowlife snake!” Logan lunged at him. “I’m going to rip your eyes out of your skull and force-feed them to you, you bas—”

You don't full know a person until you read a book about her. "I got pregnant... Not with Damon's child but Xander's. That week I found out about my pregnancy I couldn't tell Xander, so I abort it before it was too late.... Here I was in need of a child to keep my status as Damon's wife before Beatriz kicks me out and I just killed one with the Doctor's hands. Surprisingly I didn't feel bad about it and I went back to Xander's bed there he complained of Damon having something that should belong to him, I felt bad for him and so we devised a plan....'

“As you asked.” I nodded. I sat down beside Damien. The mediator began the record. And through the command room window the afternoon light lay across the Blackthorn territory where two hundred wolves were standing in fields and sitting under trees and beginning, slowly and unevenly, to work out who they were before the network told them. Damien’s hand found mine under the table. Not a gesture. Not a statement. Just his hand finding mine in the space between our chairs and staying there and neither of us looking at it or acknowledging it or doing anything except letting it be the thing it was.