روايات وقصص ضمن Liz Katz Pregnant

Chapter 93 Lilith Fever! It had to be a fever! Or the aftermath reaction from shifting. I wasn't ready for pregnancy. I didn't know how Alpha Casper would react to it. Not after the death of Taylor and Tyler. “Tell him,” Liz pushed, rolling her eyes. “He was excited about being your mate. He would be excited about becoming a father once again.” “No, Liz. Get out of my head. I'm not pregnant.” I tried to convince myself, observing my body in the full-length mirror.

Kazuki stepped forward. "I am," he said. "Why? Is there a problem?" The doctor smiled. "Congratulations." A pause. "Your wife is one month and two weeks pregnant." Silence. The word echoed. Pregnant. Kazuki froze. Jaycee and Cedric exchanged stunned glances. For a brief second— No one moved. No one spoke. Then— Kazuki's expression darkened. "…One month?" he repeated under his breath. His voice was low.

After almost an hour of waiting, he finally got a message from Filipo. His fingers were trembling when he touched the phone screen. Filipo sent a photo. In the photo, he saw a man hugging a woman. Leonardo enlarged the photo for a better view. He recognized the man in the photo. "That's Anderson. Who is this woman?" Leonardo could not clearly see the woman's face in the photo. "This bracelet..." Leonardo said, trying to remember something. His eyes did not blink to see the bracelet worn by the woman in the photo. "I remember now. The bracelet of hope.... This woman.... Zivanna.... Zivanna Mariah Electra.... I have to go to the hospital now." Leonardo stood up and ran out of the room.

And though his words hadn’t been filled with promises and romantic declarations, there had been something raw in his voice—an emotion I hadn’t expected from a man who made power plays before breakfast. Still, it didn’t change the reality. I was pregnant. And now he knew. I kicked off my heels and padded barefoot to the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of water I didn’t really want. My stomach was tight, not from morning sickness but nerves. I hadn’t told anyone else. Not my best friend, not my mom, not even my doctor beyond the confirmation appointment. It was too fragile, too early. Too real. My phone buzzed from the counter. Nathan: I meant what I said. I want to be involved. Let’s take thi

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.

"I’m pregnant, Damian. Almost eight weeks now. I can show you proof if you still don’t believe..." "I believe you, Kaira." He interrupted gently. His eyes softened, almost melting something deep inside me. His hand slipped over mine, thumb brushing lightly across my skin—calm, warm, and reassuring. We held each other’s gaze, the room falling still around us. "Ahem." Doctor L’s voice broke the moment. "Congratulations, ma’am," he said awkwardly, clapping his hands softly like he meant it. Damian shot him a glare, shutting him up instantly.

I glare at her before walking out, brushing my shoulder against hers. If I’m lucky, Richard won’t be at this party and won’t see Ryan. But luck is not on my side, and I spot him sitting at the table with Britt, who has little Ryan sitting on her lap, tugging at Richard’s tie. "...Oh! No, he’s not our son. Eloy and I are still on our honeymoon. He’s my sister-in-law’s; he’s only two years old and such a cutie." Britt smiles and her eyes fall on me. "Mel, you’re here!" She waves at me. "Do you know Richard Hart?"

“You promised, Carlos. You promised you wouldn’t say anything. I just… I just wanted to wait for the right time. I wanted Lumian to hear it from me.” But Carlos just looked at Lumian—guilt flickering, but only for a second. Lumian stood frozen, wide-eyed, his mouth slightly parted. “You’re saying… Liz is pregnant?” he asked slowly like the words barely made sense to him. I closed my eyes. The moment I had dreamed of—rehearsed in my mind a hundred times. Telling him with a soft smile. Watching his face light up. Maybe… maybe finally seeing love in his eyes for me.

Lizzy took a deep breath, feeling her heart pounding and a lump in her throat as she fought back tears. It was bittersweet news for her. On one hand, the baby represented a new life and an opportunity to be a mother, something she had always wanted, even if not in the circumstances that had brought her here. On the other hand, it also reminded her of her ex-boyfriend's betrayal, which felt like a dagger endlessly piercing her heart. "Thank you, doctor. But... I would like to ask you not to tell anyone about my pregnancy, especially not Greed or his mother, Mrs. Sofia," Lizzy requested, her voice reflecting a mixture of fear and determination that sent a chill down the doctor's spine.

"Have you notified your mum about this?" "Not yet." "I bet you haven't told her about the preg either." Liza shook her head, not meeting the gaze of the concerned soul seated before her. "About..." Zoe trailed, then a sigh followed, "Have you any news about the baby daddy?" "Not really. I'm scared you know," Their gazes met, but Liza's glittered due to the welling up tears in her eyes. There was just so much she wasn't telling Zoe, but liza hoped she would understand someday once she must have perfectly fitted the puzzles in every single vacant piece of her life.