Holly Harper Pregnant Novels & Stories

" The room was very quiet. "She walked out to find you?” I said slowly. "Yes," Harper said. "Because she would do that," I said. "For you without stopping to verify." "Yes," Harper said. I sat down in the chair beside the window. "Pregnant," I said. "Hiding it alone for weeks inside this pack house. Going to the mountain settlement. Managing Mara and Calista and the border situation and the Ashmoor operative in the elder council." I pressed my hand over my mouth briefly. "And

she said. Quinn put me down gently on the couch. I heard heavy footsteps behind us. My body tensed. I did not need anyone to tell me it was Zachary. Quinn knelt in front of me, he rubbed and kissed my belly. Zachary glanced at me, then at Athena, then back to me. "Oh, my wife is pregnant. I'm informing you because you live in this house," Quinn blurted out, still smiling wide.

Even Lillie seemed unusually quiet sitting on his hip. The three of them paused in the hallway. Listening. Completely unnoticed. "Noah, we haven't even found one we like!" Harper's voice cracked. "No, because every house we've seen has something wrong with it." Noah sounded equally frustrated. "Because we're running out of time, Harper." "I'm pregnant!" "Trust me, I know." Harper glared. Even though he couldn't see it from where they stood. "I don't want to move into a house I hate."

she exclaimed much too happily. "What?" I seethed. "That's right," she continued,"so you should get out of our house." "You're pregnant?" Those words suddenly leave a bad taste in my mouth compared to earlier. It all makes sense, the time Eric spent away, seeing them together at the hospital. As each moment passes reality becomes solidified as my heart becomes like stone, harder and harder. Just then the sound of the back door opening cuts through the air. “Eric!” Mia cries out as though she’s relieved to see him. She clutches her stomach and paints on a pained look. “Annie just shoved me, she wants to hurt my baby.”

However, she saw Thaddeus' name on the headlines, followed by an ellipsis since the title was too long. She opened the article and froze at what she saw. "The Wife of Thaddeus Holt, the CEO of Holt Jewelry, Is Pregnant and Hospitalized." Jessamine's heart was in her throat. Fortunately, her photo wasn't in the article. However, netizens were very enthusiastic and gave their blessings in the comments. She opened Twitter on her phone, and sure enough, she received countless comments and private messages. News of her pregnancy had also reached the top of the trending list.

Grace's heart pounded as she looked at Ava. "So, how is it?" Grace asked desperately as she rose from the seat. Ava cautioned her to calm herself. "Grace, I have some incredible news for you," Ava said, her voice filled with happiness and excitement. "You're pregnant!" Grace's eyes widened, and she felt her breath catch in her chest. A mix of emotions swept over her - joy, relief, disbelief. She couldn't believe that after months of trying, she had finally conceived. Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized that her dream of becoming a mother was coming true.

To my stomach. The shift in the air was immediate. Not suspicion. Calculation. “Stand up,” she said. “No.” “Aria.” “Absolutely not.” “Turn sideways.” My heart slammed. Very slowly, I stood. The hoodie pulled just enough. Outlined just enough. Leah inhaled softly. “Oh,” she whispered. I sat back down, clutching the fabric like it could save me. Her voice was careful now. “Are you bloated… or are you” “I’m pregnant.”

I asked her, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill again. “Oh my God, Harper! You are pregnant! I’m going to be an aunt soon! Why didn’t you tell me about your pregnancy, Harper? I’m so mad at you; come here!” she yelled excitedly, pulling me in for another hug, but doing it more carefully to protect my baby.

“Wait,” Olivia's sharp voice cut through. Ria froze. Oh goodness…what is it again? Ria wondered, as her fingers hovered slightly around the metal handle of the door. Behind her, Olivia's voice came again, this time, softer. “You’re pregnant, Ria. It doesn’t feel right seeing you go up and down the stairs like that.” Ria stood still, her fingers tightening slightly on the knob. She didn't think she would like where this conversation was headed to.

Third POV Wyatt went into hyper-protective mode after Harper became pregnant. He watched her every move like a hawk. "I feel like my freedom of movement is being violated," Harper complained, running her hand over her large belly and smiling mischievously at Wyatt from the mirror. She was four months pregnant now, and only three weeks away from her due date. Her child would be a winter baby. Harper turned around, feigning annoyance. "Did you hear what I said? I don't need a private nurse! I am a nurse myself!"