Novel & Cerita James Gets Harry Pregnant Fanfiction

To the world, Hannah Vance was the tragic heiress of New Orleans—shunned by her ruthless family, blamed for her mother’s death, and treated as a servant in her own home. Desperate to escape her stepbrother’s brutal abuse, she runs into the freezing rain on a night that changes her life forever. Enter James Sterling. Dark, commanding, and dangerously powerful, the ruthless billionaire tycoon rules the city's financial empire with an iron fist. When he rescues Hannah from the streets, he offers her protection—for a price. The deal? A two-year contract marriage to secure his family’s legacy and produce an heir. For two years, Hannah lives as a phantom bride, hiding her growing love behind cl

“If I can’t have James, no one can.” James appeared at the kitchen entrance and froze when he saw Sadie with the knife and Avery on the other side, one hand covering her pregnant stomach. “Sadie?” His voice caught on her name. “S-Sadie, what are you doing?” Sadie turned toward him but kept the knife in her hand. “None of this would be happening if you came back to me, James.” “Okay. Just listen to me.” James raised his hands slightly, showing her he wasn’t trying to make a sudden move. “Put the knife down, Sadie.”

Bernie's POV The noise at night was too loud, and I didn't sleep well, afraid that Dylan would be uncomfortable inside. Three months pregnant, Dylan started having morning sickness. He's more upset than anyone because he's a man, being able to get pregnant is a miracle. Of course, the reason is me. I am Alpha, a werewolf living in human form. At first, I naively assumed that if my partner was a man, he couldn't get pregnant. But then I was wrong, Dylan's pregnancy was really unexpected. I wanted Dylan to have an abortion, but Dylan refused.

“What are you talking about?” Joe said, reaching over to wipe my tears. Through the watery blur, I caught a glimpse of something unsettling in his eyes—an unhealthy obsession, a madness barely concealed. My hands clenched tightly behind me. How disgusting! Was he trying to replace my mother with me in his twisted mind? I quickly turned my head, taking a step back. “James loves Mia more than he loves me. If I marry him, how can I guarantee my children would have a father’s undivided love?”

“Summer, what’s this marriage certificate you posted? Who did you marry?” It was James. He sounded very angry. I said calmly, “James, I got married. Shouldn’t you be happy for me?” There was a pause. Then, his tone softened. “Summer, stop joking. Don’t use a fake marriage certificate to push my limits.” “I already introduced Caden to your mom.” “When?” “This morning. You weren’t home.” James gritted his teeth and said, “Summer, fine! Very well! Where are you right now? I’m coming to talk to you.”

he said, and James held me from behind, kissed my neck, then rubbed my lower tummy gently, and sucked my neck. "I have pups to care for and a wife to love; I do not plan to fall in battle. Hold the fort for us, darling. I promise we will be home in no time," he said, and I nodded while tears escaped my eyes. Damn hormones, they make me so emotional every time. "If things get out of hand, promise you will abort and come home." I said, sounding selfish.

She wanted them to have a close relationship! Seeing that probing her youngest failed, she turned to the older brothers. James already felt a headache coming in because he knew he did not have a way out. “At least Lucas has a girlfriend. What are you two doing?” Hellen started, and James resisted the urge to groan in frustration.

More often than not, sleeping in his guest room. So all this time, I had been devoted myself to him like that, with not a single thing in return. Looking down at the dress that didn't really fit me, I just leaned forward against the floor and laughed bitterly. The wedding I had designed with my heart had been taken by James and given to Vicky. The engagement banquet I had waited years for still didn't have a date. I had spent all those years adapting to the world of vampires, putting myself together every single day, hoping that someday James would take me in.

James's voice was full of shock and anger. "I'm not crazy! I'm perfectly lucid!" Emily's voice carried desperate determination. "You won't sign? Fine, I'll go find Sarah right now and tell her I'm carrying your child! Let's see what she does when she knows the truth. All your plans will crumble." "You...!" James was clearly cornered by her threat. The passage fell into silence, with only Emily's suppressed sobbing and James's heavy breathing. A few seconds later, I heard the scratching of pen on paper.