Fanfiction Mpreg Novels & Stories

As we settled ourselves inside Lucas's office, we decided on continuing from where we stopped. You might wonder why Lucas' office? Well, it is soundproof, meaning safe to discuss serious matters in. " So what do you meant by saying that the girls are similar to me and my sister?" I started from where we stopped a while ago. " Congratulations first. Still, this is not what I meant when I told you that your babies would be similar to you and your sisters. What I mean is that you and your mate are both two different species, just like me and your father. When a mage is mated to a different species, instead of one child, they get two in every pregnancy."

She cooed to him as she rubbed his ears. He whimpered. ‘I can’t tell you I promise. You can’t hear me.’ “I can hear you, Conri. I’m your marked mate, remember.” ‘I didn’t. I love you, Madison. I’ll make sure the idiot eats, I promise. I’ll keep us alive.’ “Good. Someone needs to help with Rena and Rao’s baby.” ‘Serena’s pregnant!?’ “Yes. Reggie could smell the change. I bet the other demons know too and are just keeping it quiet until she figures it out. We can smell the hormone fluctuations.”

Mark interjected. “What kind of scandal?” “He used to date his father’s girlfriend. So, his father, who was a widower, had a girlfriend, a young girl around twenty-seven years old. No one knew Greg had feelings for his father’s girlfriend. Until one day, the woman gave birth. But it turned out that Greg’s father had sterilized himself, so his lover couldn’t get pregnant. After being pressed, the woman finally admitted that the child she gave birth to was Greg’s, and that she had been in a relationship with two men at the same time. Boom, what a plot twist.”

He ground his teeth as he spat out, "Who did this? Who was it?" Oblivious to the shift in his voice, Lyra was still basking in the glory of the promise he had made to the Vixen Clan. She imagined how, once she returned home with such news, her standing might rival the clan leader's. With a smile, she stepped forward with the corpse still in her hands, ready to claim her triumph. "Your Majesty, it was I. I happened upon the Forsaken Wing by chance and discovered she was pregnant with an illegitimate child from her affair.

"You kept a promise that cost you more than either of us understood at the time." "And now look at us," Mila said, gesturing at the room, at the two of us grown so much older and steadier than the girls who'd once stood at a cabin door in the dark. "Sera Voss, married to an Alpha, mother to a little girl who ended a curse older than either of our families. And me, about to marry Rowan, who spent this entire past year proving, over and over, that loyalty doesn't have to come with conditions."

ALPHA SILVERFANG'S POV "Do you think we made the right decision?" My wife asked as we walked back to our room. Her voice was soft and full of worry. I squeezed her hand. "It's okay baby. We did the right thing and now they are marked. You can calm down, okay?" "But my baby..." she sighed, "I wish she found someone who really loves her. But..." I stopped and turned to face her, cupping her face in my hands. "Shush baby. Don't worry this pretty head of yours. They'll be fine. Kael would come around and if we are lucky, the moon goddess would make her his second chance mate."

Bond does things to you which you can’t resist, like touching her, looking at her for hours not getting enough of her, and… “The doctor will come in 10 mins” Riya enters a room make my dreamland shatter. I nod at her not taking my eyes off my mate. “You are so smitten already, you know there is your real mate out there somewhere waiting for you? what will you do when your real mate comes?” she says jokingly. I stiffen at her question. That’s correct what will I do when my real mate comes into my life I’ve already mated to someone else.

Even though it should not, my heart sank as I realized the full extent of Vincent's twisted desires. The power struggle that had claimed the life of my father was far from over. Vincent had returned, stronger and more dangerous than ever, with the sole purpose of finishing what he started. I guess that when it came down to it, Meghan and I could admit to having one more thing in common - we both knew borderline mad, psychotic people. Was it strange that that was the case? Maybe. I mean, what are the odds? On the other hand, I heard somewhere that most everyone needed to be put in a mental institution so maybe it is pretty normal.

A lot of it was Roger and Sinclair working their tails off, not only getting our military whipped into shape and handling international relations to make sure that we have a variety of pledged allies, but also dealing with an increasingly-mobile wolf baby and a very, very pregnant Cora. “I hate this,” Cora grumbles, flopping back onto my bed and pushing herself up against the cushions, her hand pressed against her ever-aching back. “I’m never getting pregnant again.” “Well, it’s not like you did it intentionally the first time,” I say, grinning at her and sitting down on the edge of the bed, Rafe wiggling in my arms. “I doubt mom is going to give you a lot of choice about the second time, it

“And then… more.” I paused. “She got pregnant.” Aria’s breath caught. “A week later,” I went on, “she slept with me. Told me the child was mine.” I laughed quietly, without humor. “What she didn’t know,” I said, “was that I was undergoing fertility treatment. Low motility. Doctors were… careful. I hadn’t even ejaculated.” Aria’s eyes flicked away. “When she told me she was pregnant, I said it wasn’t possible,” I continued. “Not because I wanted to accuse her. Because medically… it didn’t add up.”