Escape While Pregnant Novels & Stories

"Unfortunately, it is not possible. You have had a miscarriage and the pregnancy is still under 14 weeks. So you should hold off on traveling. It would be better if you rest a lot so that you don't get too many shocks." "You heard it? From now on, you have to be more careful and don't act up," Jack admonished. "When did I act up? I'm a calm person," Elena pouted even more. "In the early stages of pregnancy, you usually experience morning sickness or vomiting. Drink something warm and eat something salty like biscuits. Don't worry, it will usually disappear after entering the second trimester." After everything was clear and there were no more questions, they went home. Jack continued to grum

She cooked it into his meals three times a day for years. Over time, he lost his ability to have children, and she never got pregnant again. Mom once told me, “No matter how hard it is, you must survive. Find a way to escape from here.” She spent her whole life trying to leave this place. On her tenth attempt, she tried to escape with Eve. They were so close, just one step away… That was when Mike accidentally alerted the villagers and surrounded them. Without hesitation, Mom shielded Eve, taking the blows meant for her. The villagers attacked her with sticks and fists, and the blows rained down on Mom.

Time passed by so fast and I am now four months pregnant. For the past weeks, I was thinking of possible ways on how I can escape but everything seems impossible. One idea is to just take the train to the countryside but I'm sure the man following me would know that in an instant. Another is to pretend going on a trip overseas and never return but I'm sure Geoff will not allow me to leave on my own. I'm starting to lose hope.

Maybe I've been fooled this whole time! My head was spinning at what he meant that everything will make sense. He was in a conference call on the way to the pack house but he held my hand the whole time. I stared out the window anxiously. I have to make an escape plan. I only have 6 weeks before this baby is born. White wolves pregnancies only last 3 months and I'm at least 5 weeks in. He's going to get suspicious about how fast my stomach is growing. I need to escape within the week. Once I hit 6 weeks I'm going to blow up like a balloon. Then everyone is going to know. They're all going to know im a white wolf. I'll be executed on the spot. No trial, no begging. I have to think fast and sm

Elizabeth paused for a second and said, "You still have the mood to joke." Leo shrugged, "Do you think I'm joking. Listen to me. Let's stay here for now. I believe everyone was frightened and wants to leave now. It can be the most irrational moment. You are pregnant. We can't fight with them. If anything happens to you, what should I do?" "What's more, we're far away from the gate and don't know what's going on there. What if it was opened to catch the bad guys? Do you think we should simply rush up now?"

“But…” “What do you mean ‘but’?” Manfred stands himself up straight from where he’s been resting his shoulder against the patio door frame, watching my examination, sternly. “Unless you plan on having this baby here on the island, which I wouldn’t recommend, you will have to start making plans for a return to the mainland.” He clears his throat as if he can sense it’s not what Manfred wants to hear. “Amara is only five weeks away from her due date, it’s not recommended that a pregnant mother fly any less than four,” he adds, causing Manfred to run his finger across his lip and nod like he knew this was coming.

Losses hurt—good people gone—but we had survived the worst of the assault. Halvorsen approached cautiously, scanning both of us. “The bond is stabilizing. The serum’s hold is broken for now, but Elias... the stress pushed the pregnancy closer to the edge. We need to monitor for preterm labor. Rest is no longer a suggestion—it’s mandatory.”

she lays her hands over her belly. “Saige can carry you. Listen to me, Charity. This is our best chance to escape. Nearly all of the warriors are gone. Those that are still here won’t fight us, especially if they smell their Alpha’s scent on you. Then, they’ll know he lied to them. You and I both know he doesn’t give a shit about Eve.” She looks at me. “What if I’m pregnant?” “Then we’ll deal with that. I’m not leaving you, Charity. It’s time. We need to go.”

"Stay home. There's something I must do." "Why is Whitney escaping?" Irene asked in curiosity. "She made a mistake," Isaac replied simply. Irene nodded. "Okay. You should go." So, Whitney was getting her just deserts after putting her through amniocentesis during her early pregnancy, exposing her to a heightened risk of miscarriage? Isaac turned, barking orders as he strode, "Tell the people following them—don't let them get away at any cost!" "Yes, sir," Stan replied. "Do we have any boats available right now?"

They got bankrupt and even got pregnant! I don't want to hurt her. Its bad for the health of the baby. "I don't want them to say that I am just using you because my family got bankrupt. I don't want them to talk behind me just because I am pregnant. Because if ever they did, I know you're going to do something and I don't want it! Everyone might hurt you! I don't want your haters to add more just because of my situations! I can't protect you anymore. I—"