Invisible Woman Pregnant Novels & Stories

“Something’s wrong.” The old woman moved swiftly, placing her hand against my forehead, then over my belly. Her lips moved silently, chanting something too low for me to understand. Her eyes widened suddenly. And then she stepped back. Her face was pale. “No,” she muttered. “This changes everything, we can't do this.” “What?” I croaked. “What did you see?” I asked confused, "Why can't we do this?" “You’re pregnant Gina.” The words hit me like a punch to the chest.

Would they take her away from me? Would they assume she’s a witch too? As I wallowed in my misery, desperately trying to think of a way to get out of here, I noticed too late that the other prisoners had lingered closer. “There’s something strange about this one,” one of the prisoners said. She appeared to be an aged woman with a craggy voice. “She smells… human…” A moment later, she gasped. “Not just that. She’s with child.” She clapped her hands together. “I always wanted a baby.”

"Yes, I intentionally got pregnant for you so that I can take over. I am a perfect wife for you. I know that I won't be able to convince you to do that. Now that I am pregnant for you, it will be very easy. There are so many things you don't know about Jennifer. In case you don't know, Jennifer is barren woman. She cannot get pregnant. Yeah. Everyone think she is a good girl, not knowing that I am better than her. She had aborted many pregnancy which eventually got her womb destroyed. She told me not to tell you, but as it is right now, I have no choice than to tell you." “And you expect me to believe this? You are definitely lying against her." “I don't need you to believe me. You can clear

All eyes turned towards the unexpected newcomer, a tired and heavily pregnant woman standing before them. Ayana's heart skipped a beat as she took in the sight—the woman's weary expression, the telltale swell of her abdomen—indicating she was carrying a child. As confusion clouded Ayana's mind, she searched for answers in the woman's gaze. There was a sense of familiarity—a haunting resemblance to Robert—that sent a chill down Ayana's spine. Could this woman be Robert's wife?

“He is not stupid Maria, the resemblance is clear and how are you going to prevent them from seeing each other?” “So what do you want me to do?” I let out a dry laugh. “Walk up to him and say hi, you do not remember me but I'm the girl from the club you had sex with for money five years ago and this is Nicole your daughter, I know you said you are infertile but miracles happen. Is that what you want me to do?” “Not the way you put it but yes.” “Come on Emily, I'm being serious ,and stop pacing around, you are making me nauseous.”

He assured her quickly. She nodded, hand on her chest, finally calming a little. “Okay. How long is Isabella going to stay? I don’t want her around, not after what I just saw. She can’t be near my kids.” “What? Ian is the same as Isabel, even worse, and you let him around you in your condition.” “Excuse me?” “Okay, I can’t pretend anymore. I know you’re pregnant.” “What?”

“What did you say?” The woman’s words rang in her ears like a crackle of thunder. Seeing how shocked Christina Williams was, the woman curled her lips into a smirk as she repeated herself slowly. “I’m pregnant with Michael Larson’s child.” “Impossible!” Christina said in disbelief. “Hah!” The woman scoffed as she threw over a piece of paper to Christina. “See for yourself. I’m already three months pregnant.” Her eyes scanned through the medical report and Christina’s heart ached as she felt an unexplainable hollowness in it.

"Time passed as always and I met Frank got married and pregnant with Kim all in the following year. My pregnancy was unbearable. After I had Kim the doctor said I wouldn't be able to carry another child. Frank was angry. He wanted a son. I was afraid he would leave me if I didn't give him another child. So I pretended to be pregnant. It was a horrible thing to do but I was desperate. Losing my husband was too great a fear for me. For months I padded my stomach and refused to let anyone touch me. Frank was happy he thought he was getting a son. As time passed I began to panic. Then the old woman came in again. She was more frantic this time. She kept talking to herself about “the rising” and

You're Isabella Collins, right? "Yes, how do you know my name? I don't know you; I don't know who you are." The woman wiped her tears and gave a sad smile. "But I do. And I've had to live with your shadow for a long time, but now…" the woman placed a hand on her belly, caressing it tenderly. "Now everything is different. I'm going to have a child with him, and my child deserves a family. Deserves their parents together." Isabella couldn't believe what she was hearing and began to think that the woman had escaped from a mental institution.

"We'll do the same trick, alright?" He was in the middle of chitchatting me in the middle of the Circle when our opponents joined us. I looked at the woman walking in front. My eyes stopped at her tummy. It was big. Like a tummy of a pregnant woman. What the... ********************************************************************************************* "The hell?" Manuel gasped. I have the same reaction. This can't be true. There's no way they're going to let her fight with us, right? She's literally pregnant. How did she even-