Harry Potter Mpreg Novels & Stories

She speculated on what type of potion he might have stashed away in his waistcoat as she picked her way through the roots to where the table was just visible, groaning beneath the weight of the tree that grew from its centre. "A family tree," she told him. "Quite literally." She reached out and picked a seedling. "A fragile life," she said softly. “This one is just a child. Nine or ten. It’s hard at that age to tell the gender through a spell,” she closed her eyes and savored the essence of it. “But I think a boy. I get a picture of dark hair and blue eyes. He’s cute. He will be very handsome when he’s grown. A werewolf child.” "Meguitte," Connery's hand closed around her wrist. "Think caref

I asked, and Atlas sighed. “Yes.” “So what you’re saying is that this wolf ritual got me pregnant,” I questioned. “It’s more complicated than that.” He said, and I frowned. “It sounds exactly that simple,” I argued, and Marcus suddenly made a strange choking noise from the front seat. I pointed at Atlas again, ignoring him. “So you’re saying a wolf howled. A magic moon appeared, and a ghost baby flew across America, and now I’m pregnant?” I asked in utter shock, and he shook his head.

I whispered and bent down so they all stopped but the Doctor spoke again so I looked at her to listen again. "Well, as you see. This is a rare condition, Mr. Warren. In our research, a man is possible to get pregnant and you are the first one in this country to get pregnant while your sex is male." The Doctor showed the paper in the folder for three. "In other words, there's a bunch of males in other countries that get pregnant and I will explain it to you further more." Warren held his head even more because of what was happening. How can this possible with one sex!?

He looked horrified at my reaction. I shook my head as I sobbed. “No! It’s the worst thing to happen!” I hugged myself trying to calm down even if it was just a little bit. I stepped back again. “Being a mage and being pregnant is a death sentence! The magic and the soul of the baby are not compatible! It’s just going to kill me! I’m going to die! And you want me to be happy!?” I sobbed hysterically. “How did this even happen?!”

“This states that you’re a hybrid. It didn't surface until now because it's dormant on your mother’s side. But for no reason, it awakened with Eli…, which also affected you." I sat down, still trying to process what I just heard. No, I didn't sit; it was way too kind for the type of situation I was in. I literally collapsed, even with my pregnancy. How was that even possible? How and when did it happen? “You mean this result rules out the fact that I'm of human origin, states why I was behaving in some certain way, yet tagging it to be pregnancy hormone?" “Your instincts were obviously reacting each time the moon surfaces. The pregnancy was just secondary in helping to heighten it. Your body

Some bowed at me as a way of greeting, others shot me side glances while they whispered when they thought they were out of heating range. They weren’t. “I heard she got pregnant for a great wizard who killed her family.” “I heard she got pregnant for her mate, killed him after she caught him cheating and fled.” “I heard that her mate left her for sister. She just wailed and ran away like a pussy instead of standing her ground. How pathetic.” Their gossip made me wish that I really had killed my mage as they claimed. At least I would be liberated from the labels “weak” and “pathetic.” Stand my ground? Stand my ground against what? He was the alpha, he was the one of royal blood. Not me. What

“I didn’t want this either. I needed a werewolf surrogate. Not some weak human. This disgusts me just as much as it disgusts you. But the child is alive. There’s nothing we can do now. So don’t even think about hurting it. You give birth, I pay you, and we never see each other again.” Terror gripped me. But under the fear… that fluttering was still there. Warm. Pulling. His scent. His presence. It was toxic and addictive. “This isn’t right,” I whispered, tears spilling again. “I don’t want this. I never… I haven’t even had sex. And now I’m pregnant? I feel… cheated.” For the first time, he looked truly surprised. His mouth twitched into something like a smile…if you squinted hard enough.

She heaved a deep sigh as she put the documents down on the table. Morrigan's cold gaze darts towards the Prince Regent who is now crawling out of bed. But like Mathias, he could barely lift himself with how potent the drug Morrigan created just for the two of them. She leaned on the frame of a chair as she watches the Prince Regent crawling towards the door for his dear life. "Why struggle when everything will come to an end now." Morrigan wiped the dagger on her dress and held its hilt tightly as she lifts herself to stand upright. Looking below her, watching the Prince Regent mopping the floor as he helplessly crawls the cold floor. Watching him with bored eyes she stepped on the back of

She moped the kitchen sparkling clean and went to tell her Mum to rest for the day but her mouth dropped from what she saw. In her eyes, her Mum was drowning herself in the pool but to Mrs Jain, It was just a cooling process for her, due to her reincarnation. The reincarnation process was hell itself because all of the things she was doing were out of her own will. The Vampire's Rooh inside of her was making her go crazy or insane or both.