Novel & Cerita Game Of Thrones Pregnancy

My brain went completely blank for a second. "What?" I pulled back just enough to look at her. "What did you just say?" "I'm pregnant," she said, watching my face like a hawk, waiting for my reaction. "I found out yesterday. I was so excited. I was waiting for you to come back from the hunt so I could tell you and we could celebrate." I felt the world tilt. "You're... pregnant?" I repeated, feeling like a total idiot. She nodded slowly, a small, triumphant smile touching her lips. "I'm carrying your pup, Tormund. A real heir. Not a mistake like hers."

she called her mom, who was preparing for the lunch. "I'm here," she answered from the kitchen. "Mom, Arya is pregnant," she said in one breath. "You sure?" Her mother asked, getting up from the chair. "One hundred and one percent!" Minahil huffed. "How do you know?" Mrs. Safina questioned. "She is having morning sickness and she haven't had her periods since she came here," she answered. "I'll take her to the doctor. Just to make sure," Mrs. Safina replied. _______

I’m pregnant, with Darian’s child, the heir to the throne- the next leader of Valeria while the current leader is out protecting his people because the werewolves want him dead. How the hell am I pregnant? “I can't be pregnant,” I said, shaking my head. Nora grabbed my hand and clutched it tight. “This is good news,” “I can’t be pregnant,” I murmured and looked dully at the doctor. “Have you had sexual intercourse?” I scoffed at his question. “Yes?” “Then you can be and you are. However-“ “No, no, no, no…”

“Not yet. I’ll show daddy too. You both together. And then uncle Haden, and Uncle Kells, and Aunt Gemi and Aunt Bailey and everybody! Is Daddy home?” “He should be by now,” I say. “And even if he isn’t, he’ll be home soon.” When I realized I was pregnant with a girl, four years after Theon and I mated, I had a moment of panic thinking that the stealer-hood would pass down to her. The old worry and negative thinking about my gift resurfaced again, but then I realized that there wasn’t the need for a stealer anymore as Qaetanya was gone. Even if my daughter turned out to be a stealer, that would make no difference. I was sure the Rexellen pack will embrace her, and if they didn’t, I’d fight to

Before he can ask what’s wrong, a small wave of nausea rises, and she vomits softly. Lucy and Rhett rush forward instantly. “Oh my God!” Lucy exclaims, her eyes shining with excitement. “Is this what I think it is?” Ani squeals, her voice trembling with joy. Atlas looks between them, his brows furrowed in confusion. “Yes,” Lucy nods, tears filling her eyes. “Hyera, dear… you are pregnant.” A loud gasp escapes Hyera. Atlas freezes for a heartbeat before reality settles in. “We are having a baby?” he cries, his voice breaking with joy as he pulls her into his arms.

"The patient is four weeks pregnant— and the baby is weak due to malnutrition. The patient needs full bed rest and takes some medicine to strengthen the baby's grip on her mother's womb." Everyone's eyes widened, while Zandro's knees softened at what he heard. "B-baby?—" The first Archon mumbled. "She's f*cking pregnant?!!" Zyl exclaimed in shock while Than and Salem were also surprised by what they found out. "My suspicion was correct, she was really pregnant" The old Archon could not believe his words. "My godchild is p-pregnant."

I don't know if she is suffering from sickness and I urge her to see a doctor I touch her temperature and is damn hot I wake her up Sir Alex,she said Sorry I wake you up,you need to go home and rest I said and she didn't argue That's means the sickness is really suffering her I felt like crying seeing her in that condition She looks pale She left the office with my driver Jennie, I don't know what's wrong with me Am thinking as if am pregnant so today I decided to go to the hospital After hour of waiting The doctor called me Congratulations madam,you are one month gone He said and I became confused I don't understand I said I mean you are one month pregnant He repeated and his words keep on

But the look in his eyes made my chest tighten with anxiety. “You’re pregnant,” he said quietly. For a second, the words didn’t register. I just stared at him, confused. Pregnant? That didn’t make sense. How could I…? “I… I’m what?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “Pregnant,” he repeated, his gaze steady, though I could see the tension in his jaw, the way his fingers gripped mine a little too tightly. “Lyanna confirmed it.” I felt like the room spun around me. Pregnant? That couldn’t be right. Vampires didn’t just get pregnant, especially not after everything I’d been through. How could this even be possible?

The air left my lungs in a rush when I saw how serious he looked. "Don't say that name," I said in a hollow voice. Tyrone stepped closer, sweat glistening on his forehead. He looked like hell. He might as well have dragged himself out of a pit just to tell me something I didn't want to hear. "I saw it," he said. "In a vision. The aura in her body doesn't match. It's like... like two threads woven into one. But the stronger one... isn't Arya. Not anymore." I swallowed. "She's pregnant, Tyrone. She's exhausted. It's trauma. Stress. She almost died—"

She was pregnant. A sob caught in her throat, muffled by her own hands. She was carrying the Alpha heir the child of Giovanni, the King of the North. It was a biological miracle, the result of a single, fateful night of passion that had somehow defied all the laws of magic and biology.