James Gets Harry Pregnant Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her beautiful face was the last thing I saw before utter darkness. The next time I opened my eyes, I was staring a sleeping beauty in the face. Faye looked peaceful, sleeping soundly beside me, with a small smile on her lips. She looked like a baby, save for the numerous hickeys peeking at me from beneath my shirt. Those were the only indications of what went down last night: the tears were gone, her lips were no longer swollen, and her face color was back to its normal tone.

"She's pregnant, Harry." Harry went still. His face was blank. Indianna could tell he was having an internal battle. His eyes were changing from black to normal colour. "Are you sure?" "Yes," Indianna whispered. "Harry-" "Respectfully, Indie, fuck off," Harry growled. "Because I'm going to punch something and I would not like it to be you." "Harry-" "I will hurt you if you don't leave!" Harry shouted. His eyes were fully black. His wolf was taking over. "Indianna, get out of my sight. Now!"

I put my hand on my stomach, bracing for the slight drop to make my stomach flip-flop. “How are you feeling?” Jacob asks, flicking his gaze to my hand. “Better now that I’m—wait, you know?” “That you’re pregnant?” he asks with a laugh. “I liked your announcement photo on I*******m.” “Oh yeah. You did. So you know Jim and I are together then, right?” “I assumed so. I mean, you are pregnant.” My brows pinch together. “So you’re not…” “Trying to take you out on a date?” He laughs again. “No. I mean, if you’d let me take you out, I would. Jim’s a lucky guy.” He takes a step closer. “I have a business opportunity and we want you?”

In order to keep it ,she would need enough care and love from her child's father. Harry becomes very disappointed and sad. He knew that this isn't the best of news ,he should get at that point in time especially now he was getting close to Samantha. How was he going to tell Samantha that he has gotten Bianca pregnant after promising never to hurt her.

"I'm sorry Harry, you don't know how much I regret it, but I simply let myself be manipulated by Joshua, when the situation got out of control, I started to have feelings for you. And I really don't want to hurt you, I never meant to, hopefully someday you can forgive me." "I don't know what happened, someday I wish I knew, but it's okay, I'll take care of sol, she's my daughter, as soon as I can I'll get her out of here and when you leave you can go get her." Harry spoke from the heart, now the idea of knowing that he would have a baby was changing his perception of life, of everything. "Thank you, Harry."

"If the test tube was not hers, then it meant it was for Zoe. They live together." Henry’s eyes widened. "Are you thinking what I am thinking?" "I am not so sure. Your thought process seems to be a bit slow." "Zoe might be pregnant." "She might not be," Daniel said. "It is just a speculation." "What am I going to do if she ends up pregnant? I have never gotten any of my mistresses pregnant before." "Relax. Just ask her about it." Henry scoffed. "She is shit mad at me. You think she is just going to tell me if I asked."

I turned to see James standing there with a sullen face. He ripped into me without even asking. "Haven't you embarrassed us enough? This is a hospital, not your playground. Keep this up, and I'll call the police." My heart felt like it'd been ripped out and dumped in the cold. Sarah was the one who started it. I didn't do anything wrong. Just two hours ago, James was begging me not to divorce him. Now he was siding with her again. "You just don't have a heart," I spat.

I went anyway, wanting to see the performance and what his parents had to say. Their house smelled of money and old perfume. James’s mother sat stiff and regal, pearls at her throat, a look of polite disgust in her eyes. His father didn’t bother hiding his contempt. James lounged in a corner like the wronged saint he was pretending to be. “Mariam,” his mother began, voices slightly raised the moment I entered. “Mother, I hope you're doing okay,” I greeted her, which she ignored. “We think it’s time you stopped this… behavior.” James has a mistress now. She’s pregnant. You can’t give him a child, so it’s only fair you accept he gets someone else pregnant.”

His voice was filled with disbelief as he muttered, "No. No, it can't be. Katherine loves me so much…" Tears streamed down James' cheeks and dripped on the document, turning the bright red stamp blurry. The papers were thin and weighed nothing, but at that moment, they felt unbearably heavy. Unable to control himself, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood before collapsing in a heap on the bed. … James had a very long dream. In the dream, I didn't die, and we got married without a hitch. However, we didn't have a happy married life.

He tried to warn himself of something. "Your name," James begged, breathing hard against her neck, inhaling her scent. She peppered kissed all over his face, his neck, grasping his hair, pulling him close to her, but she didn't answer. "Please," James begged. "Please tell me your name." She still didn't answer. She ripped his pants off, claw's replacing fingernails. She shredded her own white dress, and James could only think of claiming her. - James sat bolt upright, covered in sweat, feeling a pain for a phantom wound. And he groaned in frustration.