Marinette Pregnant Novels & Stories

Marius counters with equal frustration, “I won't risk my wife’s health either. Besides, Adriano won’t know we’re here unless one of your confidants betrays you.” They stop arguing when the door creaks open, and a doctor enters. “How’s my wife?” Marius asks. The doctor smiles at him, then at me, before revealing, “Congratulations! Your wife is around five-week pregnant!”

I start to plead but his grip only tighten. "How dare you?!" Zack rages on staring intensely at me, "How dare you bring back a bastard child and try to call it mine?!!, you've got some guts coming back here to tell me you're pregnant?!" “Zack please, it’s not like that. The doctor said it was a mist….” I didn’t even get to finish my sentence before he interrupted me midway, "..if it was a damn mistake like you claim then why did you even bother to come back in the first place. Why didn’t you get rid of it”

Marianne, her radiant glow juxtaposed against the delicate hues of dawn, took careful steps while Felix walked by her side. "How are you feeling?" Felix inquired, his eyes filled with concern and love. Marianne offered a tired but genuine smile. "I don't know, Felix. It's a mix of everything. But I can't wait to meet our little one." The journey had indeed been challenging for Marianne. The sleepless nights, the physical changes, and the emotional roller coaster were all part of the intricate tapestry of her pregnancy. Felix, ever the supportive partner, had been there every step of the way, offering comfort, understanding, and a steady presence.

Logan Montreal didn’t argue further. Mrs. Caswell stayed with Yella all through the evening, and when Marvin arrived and found her there, he didn’t step back. He walked in. “I thought I told you to be careful?” Mrs. Caswell snapped, and Marvin just sighed. “I was,” he whispered. “Now she is pregnant, and you stand there to tell me you were?” Marvin’s mouth hung open. “What do you mean by 'she is pregnant? Isn’t she on her medication?”

The footage was unmistakable, Clarence’s face was clear and sharp. My eyes narrowed. I looked up slowly. Nathan’s gaze remained cold and piercing, his authority pressing subtly against the space around him. He’d known the answer long before asking. No wonder he’d gone straight for that question. “Yes,” Maria finally said, voice trembling. “She’s been pregnant for some time now. Mr. Darvin doesn’t let her go out much. Most of her prenatal checkups are done by doctors who come to the apartment.” She hesitated, then continued, guilt flickering across her face.

My name is Erica Mareen, I was born into the moonwalk pack. I am the only child of my parents, the alpha and the Luna of this pack. I grew up not knowing who my mother was because according to my father she lost her life trying to give birth to me as a pup. My father has been really sad after losing my mom, it shows on his face all the time. Losing a mate can be very drastic and it takes only the strongest wolves to overcome such tragedy.

"Hello..." "Daphne! Listen! It's good news. Marisa is pregnant! Oh my God, I didn't expect it. You know what the doctor said? It's a miracle. Marisa was declared infertile because her eggs were damaged from the inside, and now she's two months pregnant. Two months! We didn't even realise at the wedding that Marisa was pregnant." Dad was talking fast on the phone. Rustling sounds were heard on the other side. I can't imagine what Dad was doing when he heard this excited voice.

Soon I take it back there, with it suspended in my lap, and put it in until I come. She says: after a while, that we're already in the room she's rooting for, she's already pregnant, because at least we've had a lot of sex. I say that too, and soon we are embraced in a hug and there looking at Aguimelia. One month later... We are going to do tests, Mariane is almost sure she is pregnant. I'm practically at home all the time and having sex with her at every opportunity, she is pleasing me with everything.

“A167?! Are you sure you didn’t make a mistake?” “I’m sure…” Ben sighed. “That was your wife, Mariah’s trial number, Professor. “And the child she carried… We’ve confirmed it as well. “It was a girl. Mariah had been pregnant for nearly four months, but due to the effects of the experimental medication, her limbs were almost completely deteriorated, resulting in fetal demise.”