Fnaf Pregnant Novels & Stories

Nana included. But there was still a sad kind of tension in the air. No one was talking to each other. They'd even agreed on what to make for dinner for once without arguing. Adrian, Ben and Dani were a part of my small family now. They were constantly around-coming over early in the morning and leaving pretty late at night, although they slept over most nights. And me? I was exhausted. I was still a bit scared from Nana's dizzy spell from earlier. But I felt relieved too. The people I truly cared about and who cared about me knew everything now. They knew the truth, knew I was pregnant.

Liam's POV: "What?" My mom and I yelled simultaneously. I stared at the unknown lady, my face immediately twists in disgust "Yes, you heard me right" the unknown lady replied, hands akimbo. This isn't my first time seeing ladies pinning a pregnancy on a guy just because of money. Sadly, I'm one of those guys because I'm considered to be the most wealthiest man in the whole of New York. And this situation has occurred more than once this month.

I brought the Sonogram to the doctor, who informed me I was two months pregnant and recommended registering for antenatal care. Knowing that success required employment, I persisted and finally secured a job as a bartender. A month later, at three months pregnant, my boss promptly fired me, citing that he didn't want a pregnant woman working for him. Despite my efforts to find employment elsewhere, the stigma against hiring a pregnant woman persisted. Werewolf pregnancies varied in duration based on rank, with Alphas having the shortest at four months and regular wolves the longest at seven to eight months. Nicklaus, being an Alpha, meant I had limited time remaining.

I hadn’t had a sex life with my husband for over six months. The thought of it sent a wave of frustration through me. Absentmindedly, I ran my fingers over the freshly curled ends of my hair, took a deep breath, and forced myself to focus on work. I exhaled slowly, smoothing the ends of my freshly curled hair, willing myself to focus on work. "Lilith, you can do this!" I muttered under my breath, scanning the endless emails cluttering my inbox. Another late night at the office loomed, but I was determined to reclaim my weekend.

Vanessa’s voice returned, high with excitement, “Just yesterday, Kael surprised an entire coastal village by funding their struggling fishing industry—” Blocking them out she definitely thought something was fishy about the situation. No pun intended. “…Well, with the net worth of over ninety billion, he probably can.” “Life sure is dandy for him. Maybe that’s why he is unmarried. He is probably paranoid that some gold-digging woman would come and snatch half of his fortune or something.” Eliza said, steadying her hands down the rocky path. She had followed the woods to cut off the traffic at the main road, which was why everywhere was hard and bumpy.

After my wife got pregnant, she became unusually affectionate toward me, but I resisted doing the deed with her. However, I didn't expect to catch her cheating on me with another man during a prenatal checkup. Later, under the pretense of a business trip, I saw her walk into a hotel with a man whom I knew all too well. My name is Shawn Carter, and I worked as a mid-level manager at a construction company. Things had been going smoothly for me at headquarters, but my boss had just informed me that I would be sent to an overseas project site with no set return date and would be leaving in a month.

“Am I going to have grandkids soon?” “You already have grandkids, Mom.” Freya rolled her eyes. Kenneth, however, responded, “Soon.” Freya: “...” “How exciting!” Riley exclaimed. She turned to find her husband, announcing, “Adrian, Hun. Freya is a few days pregnant!” Freya: “...” Kenneth chuckled. Again, it was another rare moment. “Mom, can you even tell if someone is a few days pregnant?” Freya asked sarcastically. “I was manifesting!” Riley reasoned.

A digital pregnancy test kit lay there, its screen still blinking as it processed the response. Elena stood frozen, tightly wringing her fingers as her anxiety climbed to a fever pitch. Bip. The small indicator sound pierced the silence. Elena instantly snatched the device to inspect the reading. PREGNANT (3+) Two sharp, thick red lines were boldly printed across the display.

Peter's face contorted in rage, and he looked ready to lash out, but the police stopped him. "That's enough. Stop with the pity act. You have two choices—pay up or face charges. Who instigated this? "There's no way a pregnant woman would keep putting herself in harm's way. As her partner, you share the responsibility." Peter roared in frustration. "We don't have the money! All I've got is my life. Just put a pregnant woman in jail, then!"

"My perfect wife is pregnant and my brother's awake. God, I love you so much, we have so much to talk about." "Go to Fynn. We can discuss everything later." "I love you." He kisses me again, laughs once, shakes his head, holds me at arm's length, and laughs again. "Fucking pregnant. God, I'm so happy right now." He releases me and leaves, shaking his head as he goes. I collapse back against the desk, grinning from ear to ear. Fynn's awake and I'm about to have a baby. Life doesn't get better.