Mother Son Impregnation Stories Novels & Stories

“My mother died when I was twenty-three. Cancer. Fast. I was already deep in the family business. One night—three months after the funeral—I got drunk in a club in Rome. A woman approached me. Dark hair. Sharp smile. She looked nothing like my mother, but she felt like distraction. We fucked in the back room. No names. No numbers. I left before dawn.” I turned back to Elena. “Nine months later, a baby girl was left on the doorstep of one of my safehouses. Wrapped in a blanket. Note pinned to it. ‘Your mistake. Raise her or don’t. I’m done.’ No signature. DNA confirmed it later. The mother was a dancer who overdosed six months after giving birth. Sonia grew up in boarding schools. I paid the

“You’ve been quiet for days. The Initiation is in nine weeks. Are you frightened?” I swallowed the stone in my throat. “Mother… I have to confess something.” She knelt beside me, the way she had when I was five and terrified of my first vision. “Speak, child.” The words scraped out like broken glass. “I’m… pregnant.” Silence fell so heavy that the candles seemed to freeze mid-flicker. Mother Liora’s face went white. “Pregnant?” she whispered. “That’s… impossible. No man lives in these walls.”

It was basically viral. I could only see; "A woman in her forties...." But I knew the story inside would be juicy so I dug deeper. My shock couldn't be described when I saw the words; 'godson' and 'pregnant'. It sounded too familiar, too significant. I decided to calm down and read the story. Somewhere in London, Britain, a woman in her forties (whose name is withheld) lured her godson into her bed. Young and helpless, the young man , who also happens to be her student, was powerless to refuse her charms.

Kate said, “you told me Klaus had Y-chromosome microdeletion. You said he could never impregnate anyone.” “Yes,” Doctor Jane replied firmly. “That is correct.” Kate stopped walking. “You said it was genetic,” Kate continued. “Permanent. No cure.” “That’s right,” Jane confirmed. “There has never been a cure. There still isn’t.” Kate’s grip on the phone tightened. “Then explain something to me,” she said quietly. “How is Klaus’s wife pregnant, claiming my son is the father?” There was a long silence. “That’s not possible,” Doctor Jane finally said. “Medically, it cannot happen.”

“Yeah I know. But I have already built an emotional connection with the kids here friend. I have this one student, very smart but home is just bad. Her father was a drunkard though now he’s changed and while he was parading drunk, the mother sold her off to men for money. She used to make her daughter sleep with different man for $200 or less.” “What?” “Yeah. She got pregnant and tried to hang herself. We saved her, this time poor thing just took battery acid and drank it.” “Are you serious?” “Mhhhm, she was transferred to Rivercity but now she is being transferred to Sir Masire.” “My God..” “Its just a sad situation and she has 5 siblings. Another on the way.” “You mean aren’t there contrac

Thereafter, Lady Michele suffered secondary infertility and all attempt to conceive again failed. “So, what does my Angel want?” he asked, and his wife responded, “I saw a story on the internet that caught my interest. Do you mind checking it out?” “Wow! That story must be superb to have captured your attention. What is the story about, if I may ask?” “You are right, dear. It is the story of a young lady who fell pregnant. I wish we should check on her before she aborts the baby. What do you think?” “That is good. But where can we find her? Do you have her address?”

I fumed in anger. "Father, I came here this evening to see Mother because she told me in the morning that she was a bit under the weather. When I got to the door to mother's room, I overheard the Alpha telling mom that he wants to go to Nashville to bring his six-year-old son who lives there with his mother..." She paused as Dad cut in. "What! What the heck are you saying? Do you mean Luther impregnated a woman in Nashville and the woman gave birth to a son who is now six years old?" Dad asked with disbelief.

“Shaun, you promised me a home. I fell for your lies and risked my life to have Jaxon! For years, I worked hard to take care of you and him. I did everything myself because I believed you. I thought I had a home!” As I said, tears streamed down my cheeks. I was not crying for him but for myself because I had been tricked for so many years. “What did I do so wrong? Why has everyone left me? Even my son, whom I gave everything for, doesn’t want me anymore. He wants someone else to be his mom!”

"Mom... Why do you have the heart to do this. Why did you only give me one month? How can I get pregnant within a month?” This time mom very firmly told me to get pregnant. No tolerance as usual. One month is four weeks and thirty days. In thirty days from now I have to get pregnant or I will lose all my inheritance from father. Is this really crazy? Does she think I'm a mouse who can get pregnant in no time? “One month is a long time, Laurel. You even went on your honeymoon with Kane. The baby should be in your womb by now. I'm sure you'll get pregnant soon. Trust me, your husband have always had the best genes in their bodies, so you will definitely get pregnant soon."

I shoved past the receptionist and bolted into the hallway, where a nurse was speaking with a look of pure envy. "Even though Miss Rebecca can't have any more kids after this tough delivery, with a devoted husband like you and a healthy eight-pound son, she's set for a lifetime of happiness." At those words, I felt a surge of anger. I never imagined that my wife would bear another man's child, wrecking her health so badly she would never carry another, and I was the last to know. I shoved past the onlookers. There he was, cradling the baby.