Marinette Pregnant Novels & Stories

And just when I wanted to give up and just sit on the staircase, someone held me in my arms and guided me to stand still. I quickly turned on my side and found Marisse helping me. "M-Marisse.." She rolled her eyes and glanced at me with no emotion in her face. "You're honestly still disgusting to me, but you can't get hurt. Not after you slept with Zeke and possibly be carrying his child now." I was taken aback for what he said. I was aware when I slept with my husband, but it hasn't crossed my mind yet that I could really be pregnant right now.

Arlene hugged her. "Now, this is Zack, my fiance. We are about to get married so I'd love to use this medium to share this big news with you." Milania said, rubbing her palms together with a sigh. She looked at Zack and he nodded then she shut her eyes with another sigh. "I'm pregnant." "Really? Oh my cows!" Arlene screamed excitedly. Now, what did cows have to do with this? "Wow, I'm so happy for you!" She hugged her again.

"Okay, attention everyone. Before we start, I and my wife have some news." Marissa gently rested her hand over his, they couldn't stop smiling. "We are pregnant." __________

Life became calm again. As for the Highmores, chaos tore them apart. Marin, drunk on power, bossed Jensen's mother around during her pregnancy. When the baby was finally born, it turned out to be a girl. Furious at being deceived, Jensen's mother flew into a rage, caused a scene in the delivery room, and accidentally killed the newborn—before being taken away by the police. Marin, desperate to avoid prison, tried to get pregnant again but instead contracted a venereal disease. And as for Jensen—he was still in prison, paying the price for everything he had done.

Caden eagerly gave his aunt a peck on the cheek. Marina and Clarice sat on the wooden bench and chatted merrily with each other, while the men discussed things about the farm after Grandpa Eliezer joined them. "I have something to tell you, cousin," Marina said, putting her hand on her belly. "What is it?" Clarice asked. "Are you having some kind of problem?" Marina shook her head. "I'm two months pregnant. Finally!" she blurted the news, smiling radiantly. "Wow! That's amazing! Congratulations!" Clarice smiled brightly.

Marinette scrunches her nose and then nods and says, “Okay, thanks. Could you bring me Marigold?” The woman grabs the baby out of its bassinet, and I realize that’s where the blueberry scent is coming from. Marinette smiles as she holds the baby in her arms and the woman dismisses herself. Marinette glances at me and says, “So… Chase Croft.” The way she says my name makes butterflies erupt in my stomach. She looks me up and down and says, “That name sounds familiar, have I met you before?”

“It’s Christmas.” “It’s fine,” he said, always smiling. “Mr. Marino doesn’t know how to cook.” “But I do.” “You’re pregnant, Miss Siena. You should rest.” “I’m not disabled. I can put a bird in the oven and make stuffing.” Giovanni dropped the subject. “It’s interesting to think there will be a baby here this time next year.” “Yes…a little girl.” I still had a long way to go, but I was very excited about getting my daughter at the end. “Martina Marino.”

"Yeah. I needed to talk." Marianne pulled out a chair and sat down beside him, turning to face him directly. "What is it you want to talk about?" Vincent ran a hand over his face, letting out a weary sigh before meeting her gaze. "What should I do? Charlotte is pregnant." Marianne didn’t flinch. Her expression softened as she let out a sigh. "I figured something was going on, but I didn’t know for sure." "You’re not surprised?" Vincent asked, frowning.

"She's carrying my grandchild, of course, I'm pretty excited. I know I should have given you guys more time, but God I couldn't wait really. Have you two registered in a hospital yet? Antenatal is quite important-" "Antenatal?" I asked, a feeling of dread washing over me. I had known that a pregnant woman would be hard to work with. I just hadn't realized how hard it would be. Fuck me. Chloe would need Antenatal. Scratch that, she'd blow up the size of a grizzly bear, have weird cravings at midnight and all of that crap I see on the internet. "Oh no,"

Adam again shoved rice into his mouth. "Adam please," Elina whined. "If I say I can't, it means I can't Elina." Hearing Adan's answer, Elina pursed her lips, then chewed the bread in her mouth roughly, what exactly was Adam afraid of? Even out there, there are many other pregnant women who are already approaching the day of giving birth and they still have time to go to traditional markets. "Doctor Angel came today," Adam said. "Then?" she asked.