James Gets Harry Pregnant Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Do you honestly think she’s faithful to you? That she loves you for who you are? No, James. She’s with you because she needs a place to hide. You’re nothing but a temporary shelter — a distraction.” James didn’t move, but his left hand clenched at his side, knuckles whitening as he struggled to contain his fury. Harry’s tone softened suddenly — smooth, manipulative, almost tender. “Emma,” he said quietly. “I was wrong to let you go. I see that now. But if you’d only been honest with me back then…” He paused, his eyes flicking toward her stomach — sharp, possessive, dangerous. “If you’d told me you were pregnant, I would’ve left Sophie. We could’ve had our happy ending.”

babbled Megan breathlessly. "Shut up! Can't you just sit quietly in your house until I come? Should you show up here and scream like that?” hissed James, glancing at the baby in Megan's arms. There was no feeling whatsoever that crossed his mind when he looked at that pair of blue eyes, he was sure that the baby was not his flesh and blood. Megan Hutton snorted, “You can no longer control me! I am no longer your slave Harvey King!” "Then take care of the baby yourself and don't cause trouble!"

This pregnancy was even more bizarre than Lacey's had ever been. Perhaps it was a boy, Bryan would be thrilled if it was. I couldn't wait to see how excited he'd get over this baby just he had been with Lacey. “Hello? Is anyone here?” James snapped his fingers in front of my face and I blinked. “Where did you go?” “I'm sorry, I got lost in thought for a second there.” I picked up the bread and continued eating, avoiding his gaze. James cleared his throat. “But I meant what I said, I mean about the cravings and things you need.”

"Thank you for last night." "Are you feeling okay now?" I inquire in a small voice, not wanting his mood to be ruined already, but James smiles. "All that’s in my head right now is how you looked after and the cum dripping from your cunt." "Hey!" I snatch my hand from him as heat rises to my cheeks and James laughs. His gaze drops from my face and I don’t need to follow his eyes to know where he’s staring at. "Are you sure you’re okay? I’m afraid I might have gotten you pregnant, babe."

Back when she was a teenager, they used to spend time together in the backyard quite often—before her school schedule grew demanding, her college years swallowed up her time, and they eventually drifted apart. “I'm planning to get pregnant,” Sabina announced calmly. Edmund froze, saying nothing. His reaction prompted Sabina to glance at him. “You don't object?” “You have a husband. Why would I object to you getting pregnant?” Edmund countered. “I'm not planning to have Alexander's baby.” Sabina suddenly realized she had left out one crucial detail. “I'm planning to have Gerald's baby.” COUGH! Edmund immediately choked at his granddaughter's words. “What did you just say?” He stared at her in

Damon reaches as if to stop her, but she steps away from him. “It’s strange,” she says. “I thought he would have told you by now. I mean… it affects you too.” Damon’s voice is rough. “Sera.” She ignores him. Her eyes lock on mine. “Aria,” she says softly. “I’m pregnant.” The world narrows. I hear the music. I hear the whispers. But everything feels faraway, muffled. I say, “You’re lying.” Sera shakes her head. “I wish I were.”

I said calmly as I secretly took out my phone and started recording. As I expected, Claudia was pissed at the news. "What? James, she's pregnant? I thought you said you always took precautions! What about me? We've been together for years—don't tell me you're planning to ditch me now that you're climbing the social ladder!" James panicked and shot me a quick glance. I remained as indifferent as ever. He lowered his voice and said, "Don't overthink it, Claudia. I got her pregnant on purpose. With the baby, we'll have even more leverage to take control of the Becker family."

James has Charlotte in his arms, carrying her to the bed, moaning as she twists and shakes. Borje, still holding the crop, looks shell-shocked, but James turns to him, his voice unsympathetic. "Well, finish the job you started." Borje looks startled, but James points him at her. "She'll pop in about half a minute when she's in that state." Borje, blinking, sits next to her on the bed. "Charlotte. I'm sorry...." Hips shuddering, she twists to face him. "Don't be sorry. Just finish me off, Borje. I need to come...."

What would she say as an explanation as to how she got the knowledge that Tremont Stone had a son? "Perfect! " The woman suddenly clapped, disrupting Aurora's thoughts. "I have a proposition, it depends if you would accept it or not, Miss..or Mrs........" "Aurora James, I'm single. " She supplied still pondering over what the woman meant by those words. "Will you work for me? I require a nanny for my grandson. " * *

Unlike his usual high-spirited self, he looked a little tired. He didn't have a rest since he had to take care of Rachel, Stacy thought to herself. Seeing that it was Harry, Olena was delighted. "Young master, Young Mistress may be pregnant." There was no change in Harry's face. Stacy felt embarrassed. They looked into each other's eyes, they both knew what happened clearly. Only Olena did not understand. She stared at Harry and said, "Your wife is pregnant. Aren't you happy?" Harry's face was connected to his neck in a straight line, and his Adam's apple was moving up and down. He said calmly, "Let's get divorced."