Historical Romance With Pregnancy Novels & Stories

The Elder stared at the Omega, eagerly waiting for his reply. “I never thought I'd want to get pregnant again. I didn't! I never wanted to get pregnant again. Roman wasn't my only pregnancy. I suffered countless miscarriages… I even had a stillbirth. A baby girl... She never had her first breath or her first cry. She never tasted my milk. But she was also safe because they could never hurt her the way they hurt me and Roman. They could never beat her. They could never drink her blood against her will, and they could never rape her…

Marianne, her radiant glow juxtaposed against the delicate hues of dawn, took careful steps while Felix walked by her side. "How are you feeling?" Felix inquired, his eyes filled with concern and love. Marianne offered a tired but genuine smile. "I don't know, Felix. It's a mix of everything. But I can't wait to meet our little one." The journey had indeed been challenging for Marianne. The sleepless nights, the physical changes, and the emotional roller coaster were all part of the intricate tapestry of her pregnancy. Felix, ever the supportive partner, had been there every step of the way, offering comfort, understanding, and a steady presence.

In an instant, their lips met in a tender and bittersweet kiss. It was a fragile connection, teeming with the weight of their past and the promise of their future. As their embrace deepened, a sense of hope filled the room, a beacon of light amidst the darkness. Emma, Scarlett, and Benjamin were so happy they could Help. Seven Months Later Throughout the course of Elena's pregnancy, Liam showered her with unwavering care and affection. Every day, he made sure she felt cherished and supported, attending to her every need with tenderness and devotion. His love for her blossomed alongside the growing life within her.

She muttered. “Since when” Leonardo saw an empty seat right next to her and sat into it—very courageous of him. She turned to him, since she was pregnant with his baby duh. But Patricia said no such words. “I’m not interested” She gritted through her teeth, a stone-cold expression across her face. But who could blame her really? All Leonardo could do was bury half his face into his palms.

"Did you really think I'd stay away when I have such important news?" My stomach dropped. She turned to face the council, her hand still on Lucian, her smile growing wider. "My lords and ladies of the council," she announced, her voice ringing through the chamber. "I came here tonight to share wonderful news. Lucian and I are engaged to be married." The world tilted. "And," she continued, her ruby eyes flickering to me with triumph, "I'm pregnant with his child. The first pureblood heir to the Aion bloodline in three centuries."

She rolled her eyes, and I smirked. “I'm… I'm just surprised” I snapped, and she kissed my cheek before walking away with lady Delia. Are you curious to know who she is? Anyway, she's Bianca. She's the first woman to get pregnant for me. Sounds silly, right? I know it's silly, you have to tell me. She's my Nanny's daughter… Lady Delia's only child. She's actually my childhood sweetheart, and my first love. We started dating when I was 16, and she was 14 then. I really loved her then, and I wanted to be with her. She even got pregnant for me when she was 18, but she wanted to study music in the states. I begged Bianca to keep the baby, but she refused because she said it would hinder her drea

said Mary. “It’s not feasible, Mary, “ said Roman. “Of course it is. The woman is pregnant with her fiancé’s child. Do you think you’ll be happy to get married to her? She wanted to help you, didn’t she? So release her and approach her for help after the whole thing dies down,” said Mary. Roman sighed. He had no idea that Sienna was pregnant!

“The baby?” “There’s still a risk of miscarriage.” The air left the room completely. Elena felt her heart stop. Damien went terrifyingly still beside her. The doctor continued carefully. “She needs complete rest. No emotional distress. No pressure.” His eyes moved toward Damien meaningfully. “Or she could lose the pregnancy.” Silence. Heavy silence. Then Damien spoke quietly— “She won’t lose the baby.” The certainty in his voice almost sounded like a threat to fate itself. After the doctor left, Elena stared down at the blankets covering her body. “I’m sorry.” Damien looked at her sharply.

But I was aware of it constantly in the way that early pregnancy installs itself in your body before it announces itself to the world, a new gravity, a new sensitivity, the specific exhaustion that lives behind the eyes and in the bones and cannot be explained without revealing its cause. I wore it quietly. Blazers in darker colors. An adjustment to my posture, subtle, the kind of thing no one looks closely enough to notice unless they already know what they're looking for. Charlie did not look closely. Charlie had decided I was a punishment he was administering and punishments do not require observation, only execution. I walked back to my car through the parking garage alone, my heels quie

Liam and I were supposed to sit in a corner, but Lucia had made a special request for me to be seated next to her. She smiled at me while prominently pushing up her belly. "It doesn't matter that you're the legitimate daughter, Sadie. You can't get pregnant even if you have Blessings." I glanced at her calmly and raised my glass. "The fastest mixed heritage pregnancy in history took forty months, but you only took three. You know very well where you got the baby from." Lucia's expression changed. She snapped around to look at me. "What nonsense are you talking about?" I was not bothered to look at her. I got up and left. "Here's hoping that you have a smooth delivery."