Fourth Wing Fanfiction Violet And Xaden Pregnant の小説・ストーリー

The pain in her chest had gotten worse now, aching greatly as she watched her supposed mate banging Jenedeith, and moaning in pleasure. She could see Jenedeith's stark naked figure jerk back and forth, eyes closed and mouth releasing pleasured moans, while Xavier was half concealed due to the small space on the door. "Uh…yes alpha, ah– yeah," she moaned loudly and threw her head back, fingers gripping the sheets. Violet stayed rooted to the spot and when her eyes caught Jenedeith's, her face burned from anger and embarrassment. Jenedeith smirked at her, eyes glowing with victory.

And I just discovered it now? Xaden is not a fool. And neither am I, I just have to figure something out. I winced, running a hand through my hair. And now, it was everywhere, on people’s lips, in their eyes whenever they looked at me with veiled curiosity, whispering about the Alpha’s “heir.” I hadn’t planned to say it. But the last time Blake spoke to me, he had implied Violet was pregnant.And if that were true,if she was—then why wasn’t she already showing?

Three years into my marriage to Vivian Rhodes, I've suffered three separate accidents. In the first year, my art studio mysteriously catches fire, and a falling easel crushes both of my hands. In the second year, I am involved in a car accident that damages my reproductive system, leaving me infertile. In the third year, I am attacked and suffer a severe head injury. When I wake up, I develop serious vision problems. The doctor tells me that my corneas are severely damaged and infected. To save my life, they have to remove one of my eyes. Devastated, I chase the doctors and nurses out of my room and flee from the hospital. But then I overhear my wife talking to her best friend, H

"Xena Aris." The words echoed off the walls, fading like the last of my hope. --- Back in my room, I collapsed onto the bed. The silk sheets were cold against my skin. I stared at the ceiling, body heavy and numb. The blood pact was sealed. One year to become pregnant. To carry Alpha Dominic's pup. To give it away. To walk out as if none of it ever happened. One year. Soon, there would be a pup growing inside me. And then I'd have to let it go.

Margaret’s POV I came to the hospital alone for my prenatal checkup when I saw a familiar figure. Adrian and Elara were standing side by side, looking down at the ultrasound images in their hands. Elara was holding onto my husband’s arm, tilting her head toward him with a bright, contented smile. I saw it clearly. She had red pupils. She was a pregnant vampire. “Look,” she said softly. “Our baby is really cute.” “This has to be the cutest vampire baby in the world, right?”

Before she could answer, Doctor Idris stepped in behind us, a leather case in his hand. Mother folded her hands with calm grace. “We need clarity, Idris.” I stepped forward. “You’re still talking about clarity, Mother? Do you think I cannot father a child?” I turned to Violet. “You’re pregnant, aren’t you? You told Zoey.” Violet hesitated. “I… I don’t know. I’ve been feeling sick. Dizzy. That’s all.” Mother scoffed softly. “I believe you can have children, my son. But everything feels too convenient. Too smooth. This is royal blood we are speaking of. We must be very sure.”

"Xandra got pregnant before even having a mate. I claimed that the pup was mine to protect her." Xandra grew smug and said mockingly, "The pup in my belly is Simon's, while your pup is just a bastard conceived from your fooling around." My heart broke into pieces painfully. The man I had loved for ten years suddenly seemed like a stranger to me. Xandra sneered and went on, "When your pup is born, we will take him in as an adopted pup. But the bastard in your belly is only worthy of being my pup's servant." "You bitch—"

Like I'd personally betrayed the entire medical wing. He shoved the scan into my hands like evidence of a crime. My fingers trembled as I stared at the proof-tiny, blurred, undeniable. My lips parted. I couldn't breathe. "What... What happens now?" His face twisted. "The Alpha will decide." No. No, no, no. "Exile is on the table. Or worse," he added quietly. "You know what they call girls who get pregnant without a mate, Vivienne." Slut. Curse. Shame.

“Kayden knows that there would be a Violet who would save the witches…heal him…help him be reborn as Kian…that Baelor would rise again…” Another groan came from Varius, and Violet gasped, worrying for the man’s health. “He’s almost here,” Varius whispered. “Then you better keep going,” I said coldly. Violet, who had wanted to hear so badly in the first place, shot me a cold glare, but Varius nodded his head.

But as he nears her, something shifts in the air. “Violet! Look what I made!” Adam’s voice is bright, eager to show off his work—a small wolf, rough but full of pride. Violet doesn’t even look at him. “Not now, Adam,” she says, her voice cold, like she’s talking to a stranger. Adam’s smile fades. “But—” “I said not now,” she snaps, her tone sharp, cutting deeper than it should. I stop in my tracks. Violet’s never been like this, not with Adam, not with anyone in the pack. My fists clench at my sides, but I hold my ground. There’s something seriously wrong here.