Fnaf Pregnant Novels & Stories

He raised his hand. “I’m pregnant,” I told him. “And the baby's paternal side wants me to stay with them throughout my pregnancy,” I said, and Frank stared at me with no emotion. “I’m pregnant?” He asked slowly, and I laughed. “I mean, you’re pregnant! Amanah, you’re pregnant with a whole baby!” "Yeah, that's what happens when a woman gets pregnant. It's a baby," I answered cautiously and he pinched my arm. "Ow, Frank!"

“How Silas couldn’t see it, I don’t know, but you are the spitting image of your mother.” My eyes widened but I just smiled. “You’re as bad a Maggie. The two of you knew instantly.” He smiled, his eyes crinkling in the corner. “Now, what can I do you for?” I turned back to look at Finn, who was completely flushed and fiddling with the bottom of his shirt. “Finn is pregnant. He and his mate are both Beta’s. I don’t know how far along he is and I wanted to make sure he got checked over by someone who understood male pregnancies.”

Soon, the kids went to bed, leaving me with Gabe and his parents. "You look good with the babies, you have to see how I looked when I was pregnant." She started. "Gabe laughed, together with his Father. I smiled, she must have looked really bad in her pregnancy. "Why," I asked, looking at Gabe. Aunt scoffed. "Give them both no attention, I was still pretty but you…you look like you aren't pregnant at all. The only difference is the big stomach. You're carrying a triplet. Isn't that great?"

132. “Are you kidding me? Are you fucking kidding me?” Nathan yelled, throwing the things on the table to the ground. “Calm down. What do you expect? She is married, and it's only normal for a married woman to get pregnant!” Laylani snapped at Nathan, who was already feeling like going insane after seeing the news of Samantha's pregnancy. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe that she didn't get pregnant even after they were married for years, and now that she was married to Aiden, it wasn't even up to a year, and she was already pregnant? He couldn't stand for it. He won't stand for that bullshit!

"I'm the mother of your child, Silas. I know the only reason you keep coming is because of what I'm carrying. You feel obligated. Guilty, maybe, for getting me into this situation." "That's not fair…" "Isn't it? You married me on what was supposed to be your wedding day to Millie. You knew what we were doing… the fraud, the schemes, everything. And now here we are. Me in prison, you barely scraping by, and a baby coming in less than four months that neither of us is prepared for." Silas's jaw tightened. "I'm doing my best. I'm working double shifts, I'm saving everything I can…" "It's not enough." I leaned forward. "Do you know what it's like in here? Do you know what happens to pregnant wom

He mumbles a quick thank you and hangs up the phone. "Megan is pregnant?!" Anna asks again, now letting out all excitement. "Yeah, she is. I guess she's like a month along. Frailey is freaking the fuck out, though. I think we need to go back home. He's like...not handling this well at all." I say, breaking the news to her.

“But apparently someone has been paying for your prenatal care.” The room went still. I frowned. “What?” “I thought it was Damien.” Damien frowned too. “It wasn’t.” Marcus looked down at his phone, then back at me, his expression unreadable. “The payments started before you ever met Damien.” A cold feeling settled in my chest. Because suddenly someone had known about my pregnancy far earlier than they should have. And according to the hospital records, that person had been using the name: Nathan Collins.

I sat down on her bed, facing her. Slowly, she turned her head toward me, her eyes hollow. “And how exactly do you expect me to tell them?” I sighed. “Well, it’s simple really. You walk up to the king and go, Hey your majesty, you should go and start getting baby diapers, I’m pregnant and it’s your son.’ Then you go to Klaus and say, Hey,hubby, I’m pregnant and the baby is your stepbrother. Get ready to have a younger brother soon.’”

she nodded. "Twice. I don't think it's Colton's, Joan. It's been three weeks, he's infertile. There was this one time his mother carried out this test before the engagement and he can't have kids. And besides we didn't have sex for months now" Isa muttered. "Oh my God" Joan softly exclaimed, worry furrowing her brows. "Do you know what this means?" "I'm three weeks pregnant, Joan. I'm pregnant for a stranger" There was a sublime crack in her voice before the door knob opened behind her.

Annie’s POV “You’re pregnant,” the doctor says. “I’m pregnant,” I whisper in awe more so to myself than the doctor. I instinctively bring my hand to my belly. "Yes, you are. Congratulations." He hands me the B-Ultrasound picture. I study the small black blob on the granny photo and I can’t help but let the tears fall from my eyes. The picture indicates so much more than a baby. They are my future and past staring back at me; my future with Eric and the pack, and my past as his unrequited lover.