Historical Romance With Pregnancy Novels & Stories

“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.

Sasha asked. “Roland is a very wicked man. He doesn't love me, and yet, he got me pregnant!” She snapped. “No, babe, I love you so much. I love our unborn child too. It's just that I gave you what you wanted, and you demanded for another one.” Roland explained. Sasha knew this was one of the pregnancy mood swings, and she pitied Roland because Annabel was one problematic woman.

The plus-sized I have been always referred as would be changed to a perfect model figure in some couples of month. It should have been pretty easy for me to achieve in just few months, but with the little pup in me I wouldn’t have to stress myself much. I got to realized that I got pregnant cause of the mate pull, it was my mate I had an intercourse with. In such case, a pup can never be escaped. Since I was pregnant, the princesses made sure to relieve me of work even though Angel and the king were always at my nerves. The queen mother has travelled for some relaxation and tour, she needs to change her environment so she could stop grieving and try to move on with the living ones.

Kiara finally sighed, she wanted to get over these things, she wanted to leave her life happily now, so she started speaking. Asher hugged her from behind and said in a calm and soft voice, "Darling, please don't force yourself". Kiara smiled and held his hands which were hugging her, "Don't worry, I want to let it go". "After you abandoned me at the altar, I was disowned by my father, while mocked harshly by my step mother and sister. Dejectedly, I went back to my small apartment, but then I suddenly felt dizzy. So with difficulties, I rushed myself to the hospital, that was when I was told that I was two weeks pregnant... ". Kiara said smiling but at the same time she was tearing up.

“Yes, we are married, but we skipped the process of getting to know each other, earning each other's trust, and holding on to each other when things don't go right. It might be overwhelming that I really wanted to try. It will be my attempt at earning back your heart. Even Romeo and Juliet had a difficult love journey, but I'm sure mine and yours will have a different story to tell. What do you think? Should we consider today as day one?” “I’ve got to go.” I said quickly trying to flee from the situation this man was putting me in. Ibrahim squeals in panic, seeing me rushing. “Be careful. You are pregnant and you are carrying my child.” “I'm just pregnant, not sick. I am fine, and my baby is

My breath itched, seeing his deep green eyes, staring at my pale gray own. "Why do you keep on challenging me? It's driving me crazy" He grumbled. Crazily in love, you mean? He reached out and casually tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, and without meaning to, I sucked in a breath and leaned into his touch. Jeez. How could just a touch have so much effect on me? This must be the side effects of pregnancy. Gosh. How can I escape this trap? I bit my lip, trying to force the crazy thoughts out of my mind and praying that he wouldn't go any further or I might end up doing something that I would regret later.

It had been a devastating blow, and Rohan had never fully recovered from it. After that, Diana had struggled with barrenness, and it had seemed like they would never have a child of their own. But then, miraculously, Diana had become pregnant. It had been a joyous occasion, and Rohan had been over the moon with excitement. But now, with complications arising, I couldn't help but feel a sense of worry.

And the doctor had given her unexpected news. She slowly placed a trembling hand on her stomach. “I guess it will be just the two of us now.” Because she was pregnant. With Ethan Carter’s child.

" She sighed. “I have seen you seek a shelter behind your job all these years. You avoid relationships. You have them all pushed away.” "That's not true." I lied. "Adrian." Her eyes filled with tears. "Please. I want to see you married. I would like to know that you will not be left alone when I go. I want to hold your child. I want to see my baby have his own baby.” I felt cornered. Cassandra Whitmore. She was beautiful, polite, well-mannered. My mother adored her. She had been dropping hints of how perfect Cassandra was months earlier. Family dinners. Charity events. Coincidental invitations.

And when she leaned into my touch even slightly something inside me nearly snapped. The emotional restraint between us had become paper thin now. I could feel it. So could she. Then suddenly lightning flashed brightly outside the windows. And for one reckless second—Aria kissed me. Soft. Brief. Shaking. But real. Every thought inside my head disappeared instantly. My hand tightened lightly against her waist while instinct nearly pulled her closer. Then reality crashed back violently. Pregnant. Engaged. Adrian. Aria pulled away first. Horror crossed her face immediately afterward. “Oh my God.”