Grávida Novels & Stories

"She is 9 weeks pregnant Beta Liam." "YOU FUCKING DEVIOUS BITCH!"

She peeked into the bedroom after noticing Evangeline's delay and found her looking worried, her brows knitted together. "Ms. Evangeline, putting on a little weight when you're expecting is totally normal. It's part of the joy of motherhood. You shouldn't let it get you down!"

Time is their enemy in this situation. “Portia! Tell Manong Rey to hurry up!” He ordered his wife. He carried her again, praying it wouldn't be too late. ~~ "She's at the 10-week mark. The last stage of the first trimester. This season is still quite delicate. Is she on too much stress lately?” The OB-GYN asked. They just look at each other because they are lost in what to answer her.

Radhika was 20 weeks pregnant, with triplets her baby bump looked adorable, not messy. While her enthusiasm was on high not like her last pregnancy with Vishad where she had been all-time weak and dizzy. While suruchi was busy with the IPO launching process and taking care of business’ other works too. And Vihaan, Uff! He got mad. It was his first time taking care of a pregnant wife and doing business and living with a toddler who was running everywhere and creating a fuss.

"Buendías." "Have a seat Miss. Buendias, nice to see you, I'm Doctor Crizel Villa, OB-Gyne, will you have the baby checked up?" I sat down. "Yes, I want to know how many months the baby is, then what are the dos and don'ts when pregnant." "No problem, how old is the baby?" "My first baby, Doc Crizel." "Wow, nice to know that, pregnancy is usually difficult especially if it's the first baby Miss. Buendias, but don't worry I'm your OB-Gyne I'll help you with that."

Violet stood at the threshold, her body trembling with each passing wave of pain that rippled through her. Pregnancy had taken an unexpected toll on her, throwing her off balance both physically and emotionally. Nausea clung to her like a persistent shadow, leaving her feeling drained and disoriented. Every step she took was a struggle against the heaviness that settled deep within her bones.

The little baby is already asleep and at this time the baby is sleeping in the bed right by her side. Veela turned around and looked at her tiny baby, her hand gently touching her tiny baby's body. Tears flowed down, her heart felt broken as if there was no longer any sense of his existence. "Princes.s ..." called Ara, trying to get her attention . Veela turned and looked at Ara as she said slowly," Aranjo, her name is Aranjo." Ara nodded and was grateful that the Princess was still thinking about the baby girl she had just given birth to.

Gregory starts but I hold my hand up "You are getting on the plane, now move" I almost laughed out loud when she stomped her foot frustrated that she wasn't being listened to "No," she said again, her eyes went wide when I just shrugged and said "Fine have it your way then" before I hoisted her up over my shoulder and marched through the airport with her kicking and screaming, but I didn't mind, Let people stare, at this moment all I can focus on is the tingling sensation zapping through me from the mate bond connection and I know she can feel it too, I can sense how much she wants to hurt me but at the same time wrap her arms around me.

“He's still as annoying as ever, but he also can't say no when my condition is like this. He definitely doesn't want to see me give birth in this place.” Noah smiled slightly after hearing her words. “If people don't see how big your belly is, they won't think you're going to give birth soon. You're still energetic and agile like you're not pregnant," he answered. “What do you mean by saying my belly is big? Would you say that I'm big too? For your information, each baby in my womb now weighs three kilograms, and that is the reason for my body being this big!” Jessica voiced her protest before continuing, “Another thing you should know is that I'm actually not that energetic and agile! At ni

Dario was still asleep beside her, his breathing deep and relaxed, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions swirling within her. As the morning progressed, the contractions grew stronger and more frequent. Marissa tried to focus on her breathing, remembering the techniques the pack doctors had taught her. She paced the room, the soft carpet beneath her feet grounding her as she attempted to manage the discomfort. With each wave of pain, she felt a mixture of fear and excitement. This was it; her body was preparing for the arrival of their child, and there was no stopping it now.