Escape While Pregnant Novels & Stories

“ADVANCE!” Einille screeched. Vale lost count of how much Einille yelled that word. They never stopped walking and passed by to the hikers in front of them, which they would give way for them to go through. While the elevation went high, the oxygen runs low. They had to make a breathing technique by deeply inhaling and exhaling through their mouth Vale could see that Einille was tired, but she never complained. She held bottled water, and they only stopped for a few minutes to refill from the water source.

I am a big mess. Unable to block out Sophia’s voice, I open my phone’s browser to Google spotting, the possibility of young women spotting during pregnancy and I suck in a sharp breath at the information displayed in front of me. My eyes water, I shake my head and let my phone slip through my fingers, this is bullcrap. They are in collaboration with Sophia.

“What is it?” The doctor took a breath. “You’re pregnant.” The room tilted. Miranda didn’t react. Not outwardly. The word echoed in her head, hollow and unreal. Pregnant. The syllables bounced around, refusing to settle. “And,” the doctor added gently, “you’re hypertensive. Severely. Continuing this pregnancy poses significant risks to your life.” Her heart began to race. Mechanical panic. Controlled but relentless. “What are you saying?” she asked. “I’m advising an evacuation,” he said plainly. “For your safety.”

I needed to act swiftly. The moment had arrived, the moment to escape from my pack. If I went to the doctor with my mother, she would undoubtedly discover that I was pregnant. I couldn't allow that to happen. I rose from my seat and ventured outside to ensure she had departed. Confirming that the coast was clear, I rushed back to my room and began packing some essentials. I tossed them into a small bag, mindful not to pack too much, as an abundance of clothes would draw attention and reveal my intentions to flee.

Her hands, small and trembling, were locked over the prominent swell of her stomach. The terror of the siege, the frantic, bumpy escape across rough terrain, and the sudden, agonizing severing of her proximity to alpha Kael’s stabilizing Alpha aura had thrown her body into a premature, chaotic spiral. I could feel it in my bones; the baby was coming, I just hoped it would not take her life.

"We need to tell everyone. We need to celebrate. We need—" "We need to keep it quiet for a bit," I interrupted gently. "Just until I'm past the dangerous early stage. Elias said First Blood pregnancies can be complicated. I don't want to announce it and then..." I couldn't finish the sentence, but Ares understood. His expression sobered, and he pulled me close again. "Whatever you want," he murmured. "But I'm putting you on immediate bed rest. No training. No heavy lifting. No—" "Ares," I laughed. "I'm pregnant, not broken. I can still function."

Throughout her pregnancy thus far, Jasmine felt as if she was in prison because she did not have much freedom. She wondered how the York family would treat Serenity. Would Serenity also be restricted to only looking after the bookstore like her? “You’re past your first trimester, right? The pregnancy should be stable. You can go out and get some fresh air as long as it’s not a dangerous place. Don’t tire yourself out though. When you’re in your late stages of pregnancy, it’s best to avoid traveling far.”

When we both were inside the car Erik instructed, "please drive slowly... I will give you extra charge for that..." I looked at him in astonishment. Here I was trying to reach Aviv as soon as possible and there he was telling the driver to drive slowly. "Erik..." I rolled my eyes. "What? You are pregnant and travelling in a car is not safe for first three months risk of miscarriage is high..." he announced in concern tone. My heart moved seeing his concern for me. In the way of meeting Aviv, I totally forgot about the risk of travelling. "Thank you," I said.

"It doesn't matter as long as it's not excessive and it's done in a safe condition. After all, at the age of five to seven months in the womb, the passion of pregnant women is usually high. However, what needs to be considered when the pregnancy enters the age of eight months, the intensity of intercourse between husband and wife must be a little reduced because it can cause contractions or worsen early delivery.That's what you really need to be aware of. Tristan nodded in understanding with all the explanations that the doctor explained. At this rate, there was no need for him to hesitate anymore. "But then again, the long trip that I'm going to take this time won't have any effect on my wi

The doctor pauses and reaches out for a paper and pen. "She should stay away from dust henceforth, and also avoid inhaling any gas so it won't worsen the condition. Since she's pregnant, she should control it because it's risky. Her heartbeat tends to increase and her blood pressure will also increase now that she's having another life growing inside her, so you have to be extra careful," The doctor further says, and he slowly nods his head, still unable to get over the shock...