Mom Impregnated By Son Novels & Stories

Not for myself but for the sake of my pack and my unborn child. "Don't do this," Miles muttered. shaking his head in disapproval. "Go ahead, don't forget who's Carrying your heir," Alex said, putting my hand on her belly while staring deep into my eyes. My attention diverted as I could see Serena's expression when she heard what Alex had just said. "Y…you are the father of her unborn child?" Serena asked, I removed my hands from Alex's belly and moved closer to Serena. "You know the reason I'm doing this right?"

Sure enough, after only two seconds of hesitation, he stepped forward unhurriedly and cleared his throat. "You're all mistaken. Eloise Lloyd is not my son's mother. She's only..." He paused, his gaze falling tenderly on Samantha. "She's only the nanny I hired for my son. Samantha Yates is my son's real mother." A nanny? I froze, feeling myself going numb. Victor and I had been together since college. We had been through thick and thin for ten years. When his business failed and he fell into debt, I even fought with my father for his sake. When his frequent social drinking gave him stomach problems, I woke up at 5:00 am every day to make him a nourishing stew.

Four months of preparing for parenthood in peace. And then—then our son. Living proof that the mate bond worked. That cross-species relationships created strong families. That Emily's campaign had failed completely. Marcus Storm-Reed-Castellan. First male hybrid born from true mate bond. Symbol of integration succeeding. But more importantly—our son. Our family. Our future that Emily tried to destroy and couldn't. I felt him kick again. Strong. Healthy. Already making his presence known. "He's going to be amazing," I said. "Marcus is going to be strong and healthy and loved. He'll grow up knowing his parents chose each other. That they fought for their family. That they survived impossible o

“Mom, stop crying. Dad isn’t dead at all.” My whole body stiffened. “He’s just scum. Behind your back, he’s running off with his true love. They’ve eloped abroad for their honeymoon.” I shot my head up. The hallway was empty, completely empty. I thought I must be imagining things from crying. I took a deep breath, ready to stand. Then the voice came again. “It’s me, Mom. I’m your son! “Dad wanted you to terminate me because he was afraid you’d claim the inheritance. He thought you didn’t know how much money he had.”

While my husband was making out with another woman at a bar, I was at home, unconscious from blood loss after a miscarriage. I had called him six times that day. He didn't pick up once. He only rushed to the hospital after a neighbor found me and called an ambulance. He told me he'd been in an important meeting with foreign clients and had his phone turned off. Getting pregnant had taken everything out of me. It was already incredibly difficult for a human to conceive a vampire's child, and the miscarriage had devastated my body. We'd had a massive fight two years ago, and it was Adrian who stayed by my side, apologizing over and over, swearing I was the only one he loved, until I finally fo

~Elena~ I fucked a father and son. Yes, you read that right. I didn’t stutter. I took them both. One after the other. Sometimes at the same time. And no, I don’t regret a damn thing. They were both my mates. Not one. Not either. Both. You could say the Moon Goddess smiled at me… or maybe she just wanted to watch me break. And before you sit there with your mouth hanging open like you’ve never done anything wild, let me stop you right there.

The room buzzed with polite applause, but all I could hear was blood roaring in my ears. This wasn’t just a stranger. This wasn’t just a mistake. This was my ex boyfriend’s father. The director smiled, oblivious. “And of course, Dr. Hesse will be working closely with our newly promoted research leads.” I swallowed hard. Marcus finally broke eye contact, his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly. If anyone else noticed, they gave no sign. But I did. God help me, I did. I sat there, perfectly still, heart racing, mind spiraling, realizing with a cold certainty that whatever I had thought was over was only just beginning.

"They did so precisely to prevent someone as despicable as you from trying to take advantage of that kind of information." "I didn't expect you to know that information, but I think what I'm going to tell you next will destroy the great pedestal on which you must have your parents. Did you know that your holy father, the great Massimo Carluccio, kidnapped the woman who now calls herself your mother to take care of you?" I look at him astonished for a few seconds before changing the expression on my face. "I knew it, that's something they haven't told you. I'll tell you the whole truth: it turns out your beloved father kidnapped your mother when he saved you from that attack because you were

Quentin Yale only dated me to get back at Mom. He grabbed my throat with one hand, his other hand stroking my belly. He shot a nasty grin at Mom, who looked like she'd seen a ghost. He sneered. "See this? I—the so-called 'love child'—got your precious daughter pregnant." Panic shot through me when I saw the color drain from Mom's face. I tightened my grip on Quentin's hand as a wave of unease twisted in my stomach.

"I have a son, he is five years old and his name is Sunshine. You are gonna meet him where we are going." "Oh my God, I'm so so amazed to hear this darling, that means we have a grandchild?" "Yay yah. Aiden impregnated me, I got to know that Chloe asked him to kill me as well but when he arrived at my room as he claimed, he couldn't kill me because I was so beautiful to him. So he raped me and got me pregnant in the process, it was later I discovered and since then I had to vent for myself." "Hmmm, I know what you passed through, it was a whole lot, I'm sorry to hear this. Now we can enjoy." Mom assures me, patting me on the back.