Joker Pregnant Novels & Stories

Just when I thought I was finally getting my strength back… life decided to crush me again. I didn’t need a DNA test to tell me who the father was. This baby… wasn’t Klaus’s. It belonged to the King. My husband’s father. I am pregnant with my husband’s father’s child. What am I going to do? How would I tell the world that the baby growing inside me isn’t my husband’s, but his father’s? Please… someone help me.

Ana thought, recalling the amount to be paid stated in the contract. The door opened interrupting Ana's thought. A young man entered and Ana frowned. She recognized him from earlier. He had entered the room with the man who brought him the surrogacy contract. "I am Dr Jerome. I have been attending to you for the past three months," Dr Jerome said. "There is nothing to worry about. You are fine," he added. "I am three months pregnant?" Ana asked shocked, her gaze moved to her belly. "I have been here for three months? What happened to me?" she asked.

In fact, that damned delinquent guy threw himself on the bed every day, rolling back and forth, pressuring her several times, she was about to be crushed to death by him. Jones rolled his eyes and said to her, "Call the doctor, you might get sick." In fact, he wanted to ask, is it possible to be pregnant again? But with Peter here, he couldn't open his mouth. Peter looked up at Jenny, walked over to the sofa and pulled her down, and said urgently, "Let the doctor come and see for you." Jenny nodded, "I see, your father called her and said the evening would come." Jones whispered, "Better get pregnant and give Tu Khong another chubby baby boy." The more he thought about it, the more likely he

"baby we are werewolfs and you are our mate. We are alphas of a pack and we run it together. You are our mate and we knew for a long time. When we fucked you it ensured pups" What the hell. "This is some kind of joke, right? You all are clearly fucking with me right like a prank or joke. Please tell me this isn't real", she begged, staring at all of the men. "no baby no joke you really our mate and we are mates"Jake mumbled as I stared back amazed. This is a joke this cannot be happening I'm still married to someone else. How the fuck does someone get pregnant in three days. We have been fucking like rabbits so no surprise there. I feel like I am in a fourth dimension movie or on the pun. A

Jenny's excitement instantly cooled, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her. With a trembling voice, she said, "Mrs. Green, I'm sorry, but I can't be with Henry. I'm already pregnant, and this child isn't Henry's. I don't want to terminate this pregnancy." She and Henry were fated to be apart. Mrs. Green frowned slightly, and Jenny's heart tightened. As a soon-to-be mother, Jenny knew how furious a mother could be upon learning her son had been kept in the dark. She closed her eyes tightly, bracing for the coming storm.

Jace replied, “You still don't get it, do you?” She asked, clearly irritated by his cluelessness. “If you make it a lot clearer,” Jace replied cautiously, “then I guess I would understand what you’re talking about, or whatever story you’re trying to create” “Story Jace?” Her sudden outburst left him, both confused and shocked. “I am pregnant with your child, Jace!” “What?” “Yes, you heard me right.”

Maia's belly was now on her final semester and it was really freaky. Her pregnancy was sensitive and hard, making her exhausted and hard to move. Fortunately, Alcot was always there for her. The joker stayed on her side since the first day of the month. He was really worried about her condition. "Are you alright, Mai? Do you need anything?" the handsome man asked.

“She doesn’t have a fever. Maybe she’s exhausted. Let her sleep it off.” Even after an hour when Skylar didn’t wake up, Christian was worried. Joanna summoned a doctor to check up on her. Christian paced the floor outside while the doctor revived Skylar and checked up on her. Later she summoned him and he dashed inside. He found Skylar sitting on the bed, looking a little better than before. She smiled at him weakly and he smiled back with relief. “What’s wrong with my wife, doctor?” he asked anxiously. “Nothing to worry, Mr. St. James. Your wife is four weeks pregnant!”

Camille handed the baby over, still watching Joyce closely. "I'll wait outside," he added, his voice soft. He gave them one last look and left. Camille turned fully now, her brows drawn together. "Joyce... talk to me. What's wrong?" Joyce wiped her tears. "I'm not married," she whispered. "I never was." Camille froze. "What?" "I got pregnant out of wedlock," Joyce said, her voice trembling. "And when I told him — the father — he left. Just like that. Said he couldn't be tied down. That he wasn't ready. He just... left."

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Pain hit instantly. Beneath the anger in his voice was heartbreak. I closed my eyes briefly. “Adrian.” “You’re carrying my child.” The words made everything feel real all over again. I glanced instinctively toward Damien. His expression revealed nothing now—too controlled, too unreadable. “I only found out yesterday,” I whispered. “And your first instinct was hiding it from me?” “That’s not fair.” “Fair?” Adrian laughed bitterly. “You’re living in Damien Blackwell’s penthouse while pregnant with my baby, and you’re talking to me about fair?”