Giving Birth Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It looks as though he’d pass out before I even got out of this room. Who would have thought that the feared Italian mafia don would be afraid of his wife getting a fucking contraction? “Get a fucking grip, Xavier,” I hissed. “I’m the one who’s gonna give birth and not you!” my last words came out as a scream when another wave of pain hit me. Xavier licked his lips, removing his apron, wounding his arms under mine, looping around my hips, keeping me steady as he pulled out his phone. “Ah, good lord!”

Ryder whispered, his words a lifeline in the midst of the pain. As the birthing process progressed, I felt a mix of fear, excitement, and overwhelming love. The thought of bringing new life into the world filled me with a sense of purpose, but the danger of childbirth in our kind was ever-present. Ryder never left my side, his touch a soothing balm amidst the chaos. "You're doing amazing, Bethany. Our pup is almost here," Ryder's voice was filled with pride and love, giving me the strength to push through the storm of pain and uncertainty.

But I wasn't finished. "You dissolved the council today," I said, my voice dropping to something quieter but no less intense. "Made your grand gesture. Protected your son. Do you want applause for finally doing the bare minimum?" He said nothing. "She gave birth in a forest, Darius. Alone. Bleeding. With no one but a Chimera guardian to help her. Do you understand what that means?" I leaned forward. "She went through labor—hours of it, probably—without a mate. Without a pack healer. Without anyone who gave a damn if she lived or died."

Just a prisoner giving birth in a dark cell, awaiting her execution. “Benita,” she gasped, her voice weak but filled with desperation. “Please… help me.” I swallowed hard before stepping forward. The guards hesitated but moved aside, allowing me closer. Another contraction hit her, and her body tensed. I quickly knelt beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Breathe, Nina. You need to push.” She let out a strangled sob but did as I said, her body trembling with the effort. The room filled with the sounds of her labor—her cries, her gasps, the sheer agony of childbirth. Time stretched endlessly, but finally, a fragile cry pierced the heavy air.

Hunter and anxiety, just superb! "Aaliyah, we're here for you.” They both chorus. I nod, recalling the story my papa told me, layering the already existing fear as I say silent prayers to my parents’ ghost. I am about to birth a child that will be the heir to three alphas even though he's just Hunter's, and it frightens me more. I change into the delivery gown, and lay lateral on the bed, groaning from immense contraction. Beads of perspiration glistened on my forehead, evidence of the physical exertion I’m enduring.

Lucy clutched Darren's hand tightly, finding strength in his presence. The hours seemed to pass both quickly and slowly as Lucy endured the waves of pain, each contraction bringing her closer to meeting their second bundle of joy. Darren stood by her side, his eyes locked onto hers, offering words of encouragement and support. With each passing moment, Lucy's determination grew stronger. She pushed through the discomfort, drawing upon her inner strength. The medical team guided her through the birthing process, their expertise and care ensuring both her safety and the baby's well-being. And then, amidst a crescendo of emotions and anticipation, their second son entered the world. The room fi

"I'm almost due, I never enjoyed this pregnancy journey. Damon keeps depositing money in my account, it still doesn't make me like him. I feel as though he has stolen my life from him. I can never love him, never.!" My face pulled into a frown, I searched my head for any memory of this but I came up empty. Did this happen? I shook my head as I continued reading. Next page "I came home to decorations everywhere. It's October 29th I just gave birth after being in labor for 48 hours. I almost died today, but Damon is holding the kids and he is happy. They are all happy, but I almost died. No one is asking me, they are all telling me to rest and trying to make the kids laugh."

With my head hanging low and my elbows resting on my knees, I gripped the phone tightly, drawing strength from it. It didn’t take long before I heard footsteps approaching, and I already smelled who it was. But I didn’t look at him as I had to control my tears first. “Kenzo,” Beta Xander’s voice came. “Beta,” I mumbled, blinking back my tears before finally tilting my head up to meet his gaze. “Why are you still here?” He asked. “But the Alpha is giving birth.” “And? I’m here. I’m the father.” “I’m the Gamma,” I responded right away, but my mind was floating. Was I imagining that he had ordered me to leave?

Alana's POV My sister is a mom! I'm an aunt to a beautiful baby girl. The last two months were literally the worst months of my entire life. Why? I wasn't prepared for how scary giving birth was. I experienced it second hand with my sister and her high risk pregnancy. Even if mine wasn't, I was still scared for myself. There was nothing Gerald didn't do to beg her during labor. He suffered the most, all she did was yell at him, hit him and blame him for getting her pregnant. She also swore she'll never forgive or speak to him again if she came out of it alive.

“Maybe if we raise her with love, she will be different.” “She is evil,” she shouts. “She lied to us. She will never change.” “I grew her within my body,” I sob. “She is just as much me as she is herself. I will not throw her away.” “I will not stay,” Elaine sighs. “I refuse to be a part of this. Not again.” I can’t stop myself from crying. “You would leave me alone? I just gave birth. Please, Elaine. We can figure it out together.”