Her Sister’s Surrogate Novels & Stories

“Sometimes we have to lose something before we understand its worth.” I felt like I was going to throw up. I was standing there carrying Noah’s actual child while this woman, this polished ghost from the altar, was being reintroduced like she never left. I turned to Estelle. “So I’m just the stand-in?” “You’re the surrogate,” she said calmly. “Let’s not complicate the titles.” Charles looked bored. Catherine looked smug. Noah looked like he wanted to evaporate. “I think we’re done here,” I said, turning toward the door.

Then again, I guess I should never look a gift horse in the mouth. "He says he knew you'd get it. He's so horny and he figures I must be, too. He'd rather be here himself, but since that's impossible, he wants you to be his surrogate. He says he can't think of anyone he'd rather have keep me warm for him than you," she sighed, not looking at me. Neither of us talked for a few minutes and then my sister broke the silence. "I think this war has changed so many things that we used to believe were wrong," she sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks. "He's only doing this for me. He can see how horny I am in the videos." She smiled as she wiped her cheeks.

I looked at him and turned to Aiden who remained quiet. “What do you mean by choice of choosing?” I asked him because I knew if I had a choice, I would not be seated in front of him. “For the Surrogacy, you can decide on whether you want us to do an implantation or you both will copulate.” Aiden raised his head and looked at me at that moment. I did not know the right response to give. I began to feel like the whole process was just absurd. It became discomforting for me to speak of how I wanted the process to go. I didn't want to seem cheap or look like I was interested in having sex with Aiden.

Everything I’ve known all these while were all lies. I took a shaky step back, my body barely holding me up. “No…” I whispered. “And.. that prenup you signed?” She threw in casually “was actually a surrogacy form!” Her smile widened. My head spun aggressively.. Why? Why me? What did I ever do to deserve this? Vivianne tilted her head, watching me like I was entertainment. “You see,” she continued casually, “Adrian loves me. Very much.” Her fingers brushed his arm possessively.

“This isn't the time to joke around. We need to find her.” “There's a little girl—the one who was supposed to be Layla's daughter. She's the old woman's granddaughter—the child she's been searching for.” It was Joshua's turn to laugh, and he didn't hold back. His sister was believed to be the child's mother, and from the discussion he had with Adrian earlier that day, the pregnancy had been a surrogacy. His sister had been legally married to her husband, so how had her pregnancy turned into a surrogacy? Layla confirmed she was pregnant for nine months before giving birth.

The only person who'd actually spoken to her before today was Neo, and it had been mere pleasantries. “I'm.. alive,” Irina replied with a faint smile, though still unsure of what they were all doing in here, at her bedside. But she guessed that they'd surely seen Anna, so maybe they could give her a status report. “How's my sister?” Neo licked his lips before answering, “She's alive, as well, but she's in a coma.. Doctors say they'll keep monitoring her, but they can't put a date on when she'd wake up,” he spoke as slowly as he could, trying to absorb the shock he was still feeling..

Alex’s real cock disappearing down her throat, balls resting on her chin. Rachel reached around and rubbed Mia’s clit in vicious circles. “Take it, whore. Take your sister’s cock while your brother-in-law breeds your throat. This is what surrogates are for—holes for the family.” Mia came so hard she squirted around the strap-on, soaking Rachel’s thighs. Alex pulled out and painted her face—thick ropes across her cheeks, lips, tongue. Mia licked it up like cream.

He’s going to wish he had looked for a different surrogate. “I hope you’re joking about saying all these things to your boss, man. You’ll be jobless afterward, you know.” She flips her hair back, straightens her stance, and gives me an intense look. “It’ll definitely be worth it.” I know my best friend. She’s serious about this. I need to pray and fast for her to change her mind. --- Fast forward to a few hours later, and I’m kissing Aunt’s cheek as we wait for the car. She thinks I’m moving in with my fiancé, as I had to lie so she wouldn’t talk me out of being a surrogate.

I just nod to him again. "I SAID DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" He yells "Yes Alpha." I managed to squeak out. "Good, now we have chosen you to do a very special thing for this pack. You see my Luna here can't conceive children, but we are wanting a child. Now with your looks they are very similar to that of hers and no one would probably know that the child wasn't biologically hers. So you will carry our child, you will stay in a room for the months of which you are pregnant and for a week after the birth and then you will return to your work. We will tell the pack that she is pregnant and that the baby is ours. You will never tell a soul of this."

Greta’s eyes suddenly widened, “Don’t tell me you’re going to have to sleep with the old man!” Halle choked on her beer. “Wha—” She let out a cough and tried to slow down her breathing as her nose and eyes burned like she had poured beer into them. Greta quickly got up from her seat and rushed to Halle’s side and began patting and rubbing her back. “Of course not!” Halle gasped, finally getting her voice back. “That’s not how surrogacies work,” Halle rolled her eyes, “They’re going to put the embry—”