Jean Grey Pregnant Novels & Stories

“There’s something you need to know, Gray.” “What’s that?” he said, pushing the hair away from my eyes. “I think I’m pregnant.” It should have been a bombshell, but - oddly - the words landed softly on both of us. He held my eyes. I couldn’t see what he was feeling. Those gray eyes have never revealed anything he hasn’t wanted them to. Out the window the parking lot was full of dirty cars, covered with salt and snow. I thought he’d hate me then, for loving Marlowe Geary as I had in spite of everything he’d been and everything he’d done to me, for carrying his child.

And I love you too Gray" I replied and smiled. We got back home and both headed straight upstairs,as I couldn't even wait to tell Gray about it. Immediately we got into the room, I hugged him from behind " Gray, I have something to tell you" I said to him making him turn around to look at me. " What is it ?" Gray asked with the sweetest voice. " Alright, close your eyes first" I replied him and reached for my bag to get it. " I'm pregnant" I said with joy handing him the results. Gray flung his eyes open immediately and took it, when he opened it, he screamed and swooped he off my feet rolling round with me in his arms, while I kept on laughing till he dropped me on the bed and kissed me dee

I didn’t say anything. But in my head? Yeah. That name came up immediately too. Jacob Grey. Because the timing? Too perfect. The control? Too precise. The confidence? Too intentional. I crossed my arms slowly, my gaze dropping slightly as I processed everything. “So let me get this straight,” I said finally. “I’m pregnant. I didn’t have sex. I didn’t undergo any procedure knowingly. And the only explanation left is that someone did this without my knowledge.” “Yes,” Uncle James said quietly.

" Alexa exclaimed. "It doesn't matter, babe. Tell me, are you really pregnant?" Alexa's heart raced in her chest as Jean's piercing gaze met hers. Panic set in, an instinctual, primal urge to flee. She turned on her heel, bolted away from Jean, and pounded her feet against the pavement. The noise of the city became a distant hum as she gasped for breath, desperate and quick. Jean watched her go for a moment, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth despite the situation. He thought chasing a lover in this less crowded street was so romantic. The realization that he might be a father ignited a spark of joy he hadn't felt in ages.

She glanced at Grayson, who was cutting into his steak but watching them out of the corner of his eye. “What exactly are you saying, Adrian?” she asked, her voice steady but her knuckles white. He smiled faintly. “Just an observation. I’ve always believed that truth no matter how deeply buried has a way of knocking on the right door.” Her stomach twisted. She set her fork down, her appetite gone. “Excuse me,” she muttered, pushing back her chair. From the table, Adrian watched her disappear, then turned to Grayson. “She’s pregnant,” Grayson said flatly, as if to explain.

Jackson poured her a glass of water and handed her some hangover medicine. “Thank you,” Renee said quietly. They ate in silence for a few minutes before Jackson couldn’t hold back any longer. “Miss Lacey, why didn’t you go see Mr. Grey that day? Do you know—” “Know what?” Renee cut him off, her expression calm. “Mr. Chancer, Annie is pregnant. Whatever happened between them is their choice.” “No, it’s not—” Jackson started to explain but stopped himself, his face turning serious. After a long pause, he sighed. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything.”

Let's now hear their statements. The screen flashed some photos of the two smiling in the camera, while Angel wearing a long white gown and Gray wear a black suit. They are walking after the marriage ceremony out of the church, where they happily face the camera. “Is it true that you are already pregnant, Mrs. Blast?” A reporter questioned. Angel smiled in the camera, and then she clings her hand on Grey's arm, looking at his eyes. They both smiled, and he nods his head, giving her the permission to spill it.

I felt my heart become lighter and gave Devyn a hug. Just like that, we consulted my Ob-gyne and our hunch was right after all. "Congratulations, Mr. Warren. You're seven weeks pregnant." The doctor smiled so Dionne quickly hugged me. She's happy, making me pregnant once again. I am seven weeks pregnant with Dionne's child once again. Five months of pregnancy...

Elise Jacob said smugly, "You have to fight for a handsome guy. To get the best, you have to fight for it! He used to like someone else. To win his heart, I stirred up trouble between them, causing them to misunderstand each other and gradually drift apart. "Later, they had a really bad argument, and I hid the apology letter he asked me to pass on to that woman. I still keep it as our token of love. That woman was pregnant at the time, and I used every means to get rid of her baby!" After they left, I removed my mask. My hands instinctively rested on my stomach. There was an ugly scar beneath my clothes. It was from when Greyson forced me to abort our baby. A few days later, Greyson came kne