Jorja Smith Pregnant Novels & Stories

She walked slowly, one hand resting on her swelling belly, her steps firm — James following a few paces behind. Emma faced the sea of reporters and spoke with calm resolve: “Thank you all for coming. Today, I want to end all the speculation.” She drew a short breath before continuing. “Yes, I am pregnant. And yes, the father of this baby is Harry Smith, my ex-husband.” The sound of camera shutters filled the room. Several reporters leaned forward, microphones thrust closer — but Emma remained composed. “I’m not here to cover for anyone,” she said firmly. “I’m here because it’s time you know the truth that has been hidden for too long.”

Noah could wake up any minute. “Is something wrong?” I ask, trying to keep the impatience out of my voice. “She’s pregnant.”Jamie throws the words out, his tone completely detached, hollowed out of any joy or pride. I blink. “Well… congratulations?” The word feels wrong in my mouth. “Is that what you wanted to tell me? Look, if you're expecting me to attend a baby shower, it's not happening. Nice seeing you again, Jamie." I stand, smoothing down my denim shorts. There is no version of this future where I attend anything involving Lora and Jamie. I have no business left in that world.

I shook my head and began to talk to her about it. “Hey Kace, so…uh…I…uh…” “Get it out, you dummy,” she said, smacking the back of my head. “Dammit, Kacie, that hurts.” “I thought you needed help.” “Jamira’s pregnant, and she might be coming to live here,” I said, rubbing my head. Kacie’s eyes widened, and a smile spread across her face. “She’s pregnant?” “She’s pregnant.” “Oh my god! I’m going to be an aunt! How far along is she? Do you know what you’re having?”

"The fashion show was a success if you're worried. You would just have to handle the tabloids because a lot of reporters saw you faint" But my words didn't seem to take away her worry so I inquired. "What's wrong? I just said the fashion show was a success. You should be over the moon right now" "Jonathan..." Ciara dragged out, slowly. "I'm pregnant" I couldn't contain my smile. "I know. Congratulations" Ciara shook head. "You don't understand. I'm pregnant with Ryan's child" "I know and that doesn't change anything. We can raise the baby together if you wan---"

The plane has just landed. - Yeah it's good you can open the con. I answered neutrally. He runs and appears through the opening. -We just landed Barely 10 minutes after we posted on social media that the celebrity darling is back from his tour. I only nodded....it doesn't surprise me....I'm Sky Tagger anyway! I was about to leave when suddenly Carlisle asked me: -What do we do with them? I bring them to your house? He pointed to the girls sleeping on my bed.

Before summer even spoke, Jazz was already opposing strongly and said, “No way, an earthquake just happened over there. How could a pregnant woman be at such a place?” “She’s only two months into her pregnancy. There isn’t even a visible bump yet, so she should be fine. Your dad and Mark are both men. Who is going to do their laundry? Not to mention that Mark is a little bit of a clean freak himself. Tell me, Jazz, how could I not be worried?”

I finished the bite of the sandwich I had in my mouth, providing a brief delay in telling Jonathan the happy news. “Nothing is wrong. But if you are already pregnant, you don’t have to do anything to get pregnant.” I looked up at Jonathan as I spoke. The words were slowly processing. “Your pregnant?” He asked, jumping up from the table, pulling me up. “I can’t believe you are pregnant!” He embraced me in a hug before dropping to his knees, kissing my belly. He kissed my belly every day for the next nine months until we welcomed our beautiful son, Matthew.

"It's your mother. Your father... What would you prefer to do on this?" Face softening... Apology accepted... ... she winds a lock of hair around a finger. Unwinds it again. "I say we ask the doctor." ***** "Doctor Pereira?" "Yes, Mr Alexanders?" "We..." I gesture to Michael and Charlotte... "... We have some news for Mr Smith, and we're not sure if we should tell him yet. Would you say he is up to handling shocks?" Her chin lifts. "What sort of shock?" "His... partner, Charlotte's mother, is pregnant."

Jordan asked. “Like I f8cking care. Why do you think I told Maya to meet here? They need a new scoop and I’m going to give it to them. Give those ingrates some needed livelihood,” Grayson immediately replied with a sneer and in a loud voice. He looked around the vicinity and his eyes narrowed. “Besides, that will not be the only thing that they will be talking about anyway.” Jordan looked at him curiously, not understanding his actions. “We haven’t told anyone yet but I’m three months pregnant,” Maya said in a loud voice. “Grayson and I are expecting our second child soon.”

Smiles begs, hoping he says something but no matter how much she begs, Keane does utter a word. "Smiles!" Lisa calls. Her voice is soft yet cracking. "I am pregnant" she burst out the news. Everyone heard it, Derrick included. "You are pregnant, for" Smiles stares at the two, she didn't need a soothsayer to tell her. Lisa is pregnant with Keane, and that can only be the best explanation for this. She didn't want to be weak, no she can't. She breathes in heavily, nodding. "I guess this is it, now I know. And I wish I knew early. But it's never too late, it's not" Smiles turns to leave but was stopped by a hand on her wrist.