Male Pregnancy Fiction Novels & Stories

I breathe heavily as he pins me to the wall, his hands wrapped tight around my throat I could barely breathe. ‘You hear me, Sera? I found you first. I noticed you first! I fell for you first. No one else, I mean, no one should put their hands on you, because if they do, I swear to God, Sera, I'll fucking break their arms and legs and serve it to you to eat!’ He growls. Seraphina Puckett is the perfect definition of trauma. A walking trauma. She tries to navigate her life, trying to bring in sunshine but as the world is determined to make it rain on her, what does she do? Does she get beaten in the rain or walk through it? When her abusive father gets out of prison and is out t

I stood there, broom in hand, feeling the world around me blur as my wolf’s voice echoed in my mind. “What? I’m… pregnant?” I could hardly believe it. My hands instinctively moved to my stomach, the weight of the realization settling over me. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I had been careful; I had taken all the precautions. But my wolf wouldn’t lie, and the truth of it sank in with a painful clarity. “All the late symptoms you've been showing leads to that. You're carrying a pup inside you," she confirmed again making me fret.

After hour of waiting The doctor called me Congratulations madam,you are one month gone He said and I became confused I don't understand I said I mean you are one month pregnant He repeated and his words keep on ringing in my ears Am having a tiny being inside me Am pregnant with my baby And I don't know the father I said in my mind crying If you don't want the baby we can easily abort it The doctor said You must be mad doc,you want me to abort my child,my little baby God forbid I said and ran out of the hospital to cry my eyes out I arrived at home and saw my aunt back She walked to me and look at me strangling What are you hiding She asked Nothing aunt I said trying to hide the pregnancy p

I slowly got up beside her and pick my phone, I call the doctor and explain what was happening to her and he said it’s because her pregnancy is still in the early stage. I asked him to prescribe some drugs for her which he did. I asked one of my maid to help me get the medications while I went to my office. I couldn’t concentrate on what I was doing because of how she has been feeling since we came in then I think back to she saying she was sold by her stepson and her fiancée. “ How can people be this cruel? A woman carrying his baby? I said. Then I imagine what it is to be a first time father even though I have always been scared of being a father , I use to say I will never father a child

Though he has stopped monitoring the island every moment… The world that was crazed with digitalization had finally learnt to take a break, to talk, to love, to feel, to unplug but how long this change will last only future can tell…. Authors note: I hope you enjoyed reading Fictitious Reality. It often becomes difficult to distinguish between Fiction and Reality. In such times we should not panic. We should use our wit and reasoning to make the right judgement. Do let me know what you think about this book through COMMENTS and REVIEWS.

The kitchen was very quiet. I looked at him across the island — this enormous, complicated, dangerous man who had bought me and claimed me and put his name between me and the world like a wall — and I felt something shift in the architecture of how I understood him. Not a softening. Not the beginning of anything I was ready to name. More like the moment in a dark room when your eyes adjust and you realize the shapes you thought were threatening are simply furniture, arranged by someone who has been living in the dark so long they've forgotten other people need the light on. "Julian is telling people the baby might not be real," I said. "Or that I'm confused about the timeline."

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Remi shifts closer to the sofa and whispers, “If you don’t take the birth control pill and go into heat. And… and, you know, the Alpha knots you, you will get pregnant.” My nose crinkled up annoyingly, I still cannot believe the possibility of me having a womb. When I went outside… The males weren’t pregnant. Humans or not… This is a sick joke. I ignore Remi and pick up an historical book with the color of a magenta. I immediately flip through the pages, happy to have something new to read, knowing how much it will keep my mind occupied until I can make a miracle happen in my life. “Omega…?” “Quit it, Remi,” There is no heat in my tone as I begin on the first page.

My progeny. It got me so hard. There's no shortage of pregnancy p**n on the internet, and I devoured as much as I could. My fantasies got darker and darker; I didn't just imagine myself knocking up my theoretical wife, but also my secretary. I didn't even have a job. My neighbor's wife - my real neighbor, or a hypothetical one. I didn't care. Anybody who looked remotely attractive or sexy. I wanted to surround myself with pregnancy, with girls and women, carrying my baby. Every woman in my life's bellies growing outwards, their hips widening, their chests swelling.

I was beginning to see what this was. “I’m not sure. I know it’s false but it’s horrific enough that it will garner sympathy and the other two stories will be more believable. They’re accusing her of mating with a dark being immediately after her miscarriage.” I began laughing. “Really?” I asked, chortling. “And you think this is going to be believable?”