Historical Romance With Pregnancy Novels & Stories

"Just as you read in those letters. But Sarah, that affair wouldn't have been necessary if the universe had just accepted their love from the start. They were young, they were reckless, and they were forced into lives that didn't fit them. Love makes people do questionable things—cruel things, sometimes. Even you know that better than anyone." She gave me a knowing look—a look that traveled through my history with Tyler, the mistakes we’d made, the way love had blinded us both. I looked away, unable to meet her eyes. "Margaret got pregnant in her second year of marriage to Bernard Schfard," Rosa continued. "She was terrified. Bernard was a busy man, a cold man who was hardly ever around, foc

It was not quite a smile — it was the expression of someone who has been waiting a specific amount of time for a specific question and is satisfied by its arrival. "First," she said, "you eat breakfast. You are eight weeks pregnant and you have had approximately nine hundred calories in the past thirty-six hours, which I know because I reviewed the kitchen logs." She was already moving to the refrigerator. "Then you and I are going to spend the morning building you a narrative. Not a counter-attack. Not a press release. A *story* — because stories are the only weapons that outlast money and lawyers." She paused, looking back at me over her shoulder. "And then, when you are ready, I am going

So I bent down , he raised my skirt up to my waist and he unbuckled his pants. "Hey, outside." He quickly penetrated his on mine. Argh damn! I miss this. All you can hear is our moan and groans. He moved in and out quickly. He's too big and I can really feel him. "Babe, faster, I'm near!" "I'm close too." He went harder and faster. And he came inside. I quickly pushed him. "What the hell! I told you to withdraw!" "What you like it more right?" "No! What if I got pregnant?"

Louis collected it from him and tore it open quickly. He perused it quickly and carefully raised his head and glanced at Romeo "Bitch! That bitch pinned me down with someone else's baby!" Louis bellowed. "I thought as much. How can Pamela still be pregnant and the person you had intimacy with after, has already given birth" Romeo snorted. Louis gnashed his teeth. They were married because of the child. She really got him. She took advantage of his lost memory and got him in a place where it's hard to slip off.

I actually appreciated the romance the boys were putting into this. I went and changed into a maternity nightie and came back to the main part of my room. “You look beautiful,” Lee whispered. “You look delicious,” He was standing there shirtless in just his briefs. He was magnificent. I kissed him hard, pressing against him. I loved feeling his abs once again. Lee’s fingers slid in my hair and pulled gently. “I was doing some reading,” He breathed. “About good positions for pregnant women, I thought we could try one of those.”

Her reasons, whatever they were, were probably what Ren wanted to tell me through this story of his. “She did. My mother was a political hostage that was sent to represent her town when my father conquered it. She was one of the many that were offered to my father as his concubine. She didn’t love my father at all but as fate would have it, she was the first woman to get pregnant with his child and gave birth to his son. Obviously that child was me,” Ren stated flatly. I listened attentively as Ren told his story about his mother. The previous empress was a political hostage just like me and the other concubines in the inner court. If I have Ren’s child, I’ll probably follow closely in her f

Alexander King froze for a moment, his sharp eyes locked on me. “I…” he started, then stopped. His jaw tightened as he ran a hand through his hair. At this point I thought that was the end My heart pounded. Was he angry? Shocked? Disappointed? “I need to make sure I understand this correctly,” he said slowly. “You’re saying… six weeks ago, we… and now… you’re pregnant?” “Yes,” I whispered. “I didn’t plan it. I… I didn’t know how to tell you.” At this point my heart was racing, I felt my world has crumbling right into my face

Pregnant. With Louis’s baby. I stumbled out of the clinic, barely feeling my feet against the pavement. This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be happening. Louis was marrying Vivienne. He had already made his choice. And now… now I was carrying his child. I thought of the Monte family,their ruthless world, their cold, calculated decisions. My child would never be anything more than a pawn to them. A mistake. Tears burned my eyes as I pressed a hand over my stomach.

“You know I’ll make it worth your while.” Another beat of hesitation, followed by the soft sound of typing. “Give me a minute.” She waited, eyes drifting to the window where city lights blurred into streaks of red and white against the night sky. Sarah had been nothing more than a temporary fix — a quiet, convenient placeholder who had warmed Julian’s bed and nursed his wounds after Genevieve left for her modeling career. Now that Genevieve was back, the placeholder needed to disappear. The voice returned. “She ran a pregnancy test. It came back positive.”