Jasmine Bleu Pregnancy Novels & Stories

Jasmine knew that they had not really had enough of sex to have gotten her pregnant. But if she really was then it was Jayden's seed. As soon as she could, she was going to run a test to confirm whether or not she was pregnant. "I'm not pregnant, I'm just hungry, very hungry." "I wonder because we haven't even done a proper thing yet," "The thing we did that morning before you left to work was an improper thing?" Jason rolled only his eyes to her and lowered them again, "I thought it was a quickie, I got better while you were away."

A digital pregnancy test kit lay there, its screen still blinking as it processed the response. Elena stood frozen, tightly wringing her fingers as her anxiety climbed to a fever pitch. Bip. The small indicator sound pierced the silence. Elena instantly snatched the device to inspect the reading. PREGNANT (3+) Two sharp, thick red lines were boldly printed across the display.

I state. "This weekend, I promise you, this will all be over then. When I succeed in getting out of that hell, we won't be crossing parts again for a long time, and I mean it," Jasmine says. The pregnancy is already taking a toll on Jasmine, she is already glowing, and the way she blushes at every turn makes me smile at that. She might be starting her life, and her man might be her father's arch-enemy but she has the support of the Sorvino Don.

Blaire stretched in bed as the sunlight filtered through her apartment window. She felt a wave of nausea—the familiar reminder of her pregnancy hormones. It was the day for her antenatal visit, and she got out of bed, determined to get ready on her own. As she stood in the kitchen, preparing a quick breakfast, her phone buzzed on the counter. Picking it up, she saw Damien's name flashing on the screen. "Hello?" Blaire answered, her tone cautious but polite.

Jace replied, producing his phone and playing Jasmine's voicemail. "What news?" he asked as he approached her. Jasmine retrieved a paper from her bag and tossed it at him. "Here you go." Jace's eyes widened as he read the results. "You're four weeks pregnant?" "Yes," Jasmine confirmed. "And don't even think about aborting this one. You'd better get ready and man up to your responsibilities because I'm going to tell everyone we're together and expecting. Do you hear me?" With that, Jasmine turned on her heel and walked away, leaving Jace staring at the test results with a bland expression.

I put our hands on Jasmine's belly. This feels so neat.

she replied briefly, her eyes searching for Alex, who was still standing near the door. "Jasmine, you need to get plenty of rest. Your condition is stable now, but we need to monitor your pregnancy closely," Dr. Putra said. "Pregnancy?" Jasmine muttered, as if she couldn't believe it. "I... I'm really pregnant?" Dr. Putra nodded, his smile understanding. "Yes, Jasmine. You are pregnant. This is a very important time for you and your baby." Jasmine stared blankly at the doctor, struggling to accept this reality. She felt as if the whole world was crashing down on her, a burden too heavy to bear alone.

She had tried to help me find a way to break it, but without success. “Jenny, thank you for everything you’ve done for us.” Methis said gratefully. Jenny smiled and handed her the basket. “You’re welcome, Methis. These are some herbs that will help you with your pregnancy. They will ease your nausea, strengthen your immune system, and nourish your baby.” Methis took the basket and thanked her again. Jenny looked at me with a serious expression. “Jamal, can I talk to you for a moment?”

"Nope! I don't think so... I can't possibly be pregnant" "You and Liam both did it right?... Maybe not once, or twice.." Jasmine felt her cheeks flame up. "... Think about this, Sandwiches used to be one of your favorites, but you threw up with just perceiving it's aroma". "It's normal to feel irritated at some point.. That doesn't mean I'm pregnant" She scoffed. "..And what about the unnecessary drama you displayed a while ago... You turned into a cry baby!" "I'm telling you Jasmine, you're pregnant!" Adam concluded.

As long as I have Jasmin, I don’t mind having a child that isn’t of my blood. “I want the adoption to be a mutual decision between me and Jasmin.” “C’mon Rhio. Don’t lose faith,” Eriez nagged, “It’s still early for Jasmin to show signs.” “Signs of what?” I raised my brow at him. “Pregnancy.” “Well how could I tell if she’s pregnant?” “Emotional and behavioral changes,” Eriez leaned at his seat, “When she’s sensitive to smell, craves some foods…dizziness and unusual nausea.”