Novel & Cerita Descendants Fanfiction Mal Pregnant

Tania asked as she stared at Lily. “Yes ma’am.” He replied. “You have done well my daughter.” Her mother to Malia and she smiled. “Thanks, mum. Everything will work out now right?” Malia asked and Susan smiled. “Of course, trust the process.” Susan replied. ********** PRESENT Malia smiled as she sat gracefully on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand. She sipped it and hummed a happy song. Finally, everything was perfect. Very soon she will be carrying Axel’s first child and the heir to the Blackwell empire.

"Stay focused, Kaira. The final piece of your foundation arrives today." As the first true contraction rolled through my body, I leaned against the stone window frame, looking out over the snow-capped mountains toward the south. The Golden Pack was tearing itself apart. Liam was broken. My mother was isolated. And deep within the fortress of the Shadow Pack, the true heir to the First Ancestor was about to be born. The wait was officially over. When the snow melted, I would go home—not as a victim begging for justice, but as a mother, a Sovereign, and a conqueror taking back her crown.

Mom broke down sobbing so hard that she nearly collapsed. "Leanne! Leanne! Please, you have to save my daughter! She's pregnant!" Adam's eyes were wild and bloodshot as he lunged toward the burning building, but the firefighters held him back. He screamed until his voice cracked. "Let me go! I have to save my wife!" Another hour passed before the fire was finally extinguished. The firefighters carried a charred, unrecognizable female corpse out of the rubble. Her belly was swollen and round, unmistakably pregnant.

The words landed heavy, her whole world suddenly stilling for a second. She was pregnant. “Good, thank you,” she heard Alaric say to the doctor. “You may leave now.” She heard the door click shut again, Alaric speaking up the second they were alone again. “You heard him. You’re pregnant. You’re carrying my heir. The heir to the Storm pack.” “Let’s talk again during dinner about the changes that’ll be taking place now,” he continued. “For now, I need to inform my mother and make necessary preparations. I’ll see you later then.”

Let her break. Because maybe then, maybe, she’ll crawl back. They always do. I tap open Malik’s message again, rereading it like a love letter. Pregnant. I let out a small laugh. Of course she is. That’s why I felt it. Why I kept watching her. Why she’s been extra tired, fainting every goddamn day, moody, shifting with every breeze like she’s going to blow apart. The body doesn’t lie. The soul never lies.

Madz exclaimed, looking more terrified than I was as she grabbed my shoulders. I frowned. I knew Madz was a drama queen, but what if she was right? What if the Regent Luna kills me after finding out I got pregnant by his son?! I suddenly felt so sick in my stomach that I started to gag. “Not here!” Madz squealed in disgust. ***

Eliana’s hands went to her stomach instinctively. Malcolm’s head snapped toward her. “Wait. What?” She opened her mouth, but before she could explain, Callum stepped forward. “Oh, this just gets better and better,” he sneered. “So not only were you two fucking behind Reed’s back, but now you’re having a child together?” Malcolm exhaled sharply, running a hand over his face. “This is a fucking mess.” Eliana shook her head frantically. “No, you don’t understand—”

Calista stood up and walked over to me, her face breaking into that practiced, sugary smile. "Hi bestie!" She grabbed my hands excitedly. I forced a small smile back. If I didn't know the truth about her, I would still be falling for the performance. She was that good. My father's voice cut through the room. "Son, you called us here.. Seems there's good news?" Kelvin stepped forward calmly. "Selena is pregnant." My chest tightened. My mother squealed. "Oh my God!" Dad's face brightened immediately, and then my mother turned to me with a smile that somehow still managed to sting. "You finally did something right, apart from marrying Kelvin."

“Both families faced many perils after discovering the Transcending Ice Crystal. Many kingdoms were jealous of such weapons and had sought to rob them of their possessions. Such a weapon is considered a god send as nothing could stop it. Everyone lusted for that power. There was little they could do to stop them. All the kingdoms slowly hunted both families were and killed. Some were tourched to give up the location of the mine. All of that and resisted had died.” She slowly continued with a slight pause. She knew for what she was going to say cause stirred emotions. “Many years later both families betrothed their eldest children and send them off in to a remote part of the world to continue

Scrubbing floors, washing her endless gowns, cooking meals she barely touched—it was all part of her daily ritual to remind me that I was nothing more than the product of my father’s mistake. A bastard. But today, something felt different. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but there was an ache in my chest, a longing so sharp it brought tears to my eyes. I tilted my head back and looked at the sky. “Moon Goddess.” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Is it too much to ask for a Mate? someone who loves me, someone who sees me, not as a servant or a burden, but as...me?” I let out a shaky breath, my fingers digging into the fabric of my worn dress. “I don’t care if he’s noble or common. I just want