Mpreg Birth Crowning Novels & Stories

As soon as her door is closed I take off. We get to the hospital and the doctor is waiting for us outside with a wheelchair. We get Merigold inside and it is a flurry of activity. Merigold has to have a c-section because of the position of one of the babies. We get to the operating room door and a nurse says we have to wait outside. Fuck that shit. " I don't think so, lady! We are going to be with our wife!" The nurse explains that they have to prepare Merigold first and they will come to get us when she is ready. They fucking better or I'm kicking someone’s ass.

I clamped a hand over my mouth and bolted to the guest restroom. I threw up until my ribs ached. By the time I finished, my knees gave out, sliding me down to the cold floor. Sitting there, shaking, I tried to make sense of the last three months. Searching for signs. hints. Anything that could’ve warned me. I still remembered that day—coming home from the hospital with the pregnancy results in my hand. I’d been so happy. After ten failed IVF cycles, after crying and begging the doctor for one more chance even though my body was exhausted… it had finally worked.

Martin say, and looked at him wide eyed. He immediately went out the door at a run, and then was rushing back, and he had several other staff with him, “The baby is right there, there’s no time for a cesarean, she’s going to have to push, and we are like right there. The baby is already crowing, so they are here to help me, and they’re getting the things ready for the babies.” I nodded and just held her hand.

For four years, I'd been free. Then my father called two weeks ago: "You need to come home. Crew's coronation is in fourteen days. Your presence is required." Crew climbed onto the platform with easy confidence. The Elder raised his staff. "We gather tonight under the blessing of the Moon Goddess to witness a sacred moment in the life of our pack." Standard opening. I'd heard it at dozens of ceremonies. But something felt off. The setup was wrong. Coronations had specific staging—the pack council, the oath of leadership. None of that was here.

They bowed and dispersed. “I promised mother Valeria would not give birth here. I have to leave, brother.” Miguel said. I have to let them go. They've achieved their aims. *** The chariot was prepared. It's Gilead's tradition to name the infant on the eighth day. Tamar beamed with a smile all through the ceremony. The ceremonies of the two princes were done at the same venue. The crown Princess' son shall be named…”

My brows furrowed as I watch Mina at the monitor in front of me-- She was walking with a sword and a book in her hand, wearing a red cape and a crown looking beautiful and dominant on her behalf--- The crowd clap their hands as Mina walk the aisle, not smiling. I watch as she walks near the platform-- how the people stare in awe and admiration. I don't get it, all of it-- not until the priest started the ceremony. "We are gathered here today to witnessed the passing of crown to the firstborn of Moreiti's as part of the ritual over generations-- I am here by the power and rights vested upon and in accordance to the law and order of the Moreiti mafia." The priest started, he then held the swor

“How about we invite them and we speak to them together? You have a lot of twins in your family. I’m sure they will understand. Maybe we can tell them that there will be a coronation and marking ceremony soon which they will be invited to, and I’m sure they will be happy for you. I know how much they love you.” Closing my eyes, I smile, “Yeah, they do.” After a moment of silence, I finally get the question that was buzzing around in my head from my chest. “How is it going to work anyway? Is there some kind of protocol?” “You are cute,” he laughs, caressing my side as he lays his arm around me. “But there is no protocol. It’s quite new for us too, so don’t worry. We will go through everything

Nothing can stop us now. “As we stand here to commence the second ceremony. The Crowning of a new King and Queen.” The minister was saying. “I need you two to kneel.” I looked down and saw kneeling benches, so Galen helped me down as he too kneeled while holding my hand. The minister placed his hands on each of our heads and spoke a prayer. After the prayer, he lifted his hands, and I felt someone gently put down the hood and glanced over and saw my mother and I smiled at her as she went back to her spot. The minister first gave Galen and me a golden scepter in our right hands and the golden Orb with a cross on the top in our left hands. Then he had us repeat together our royal vows. Once we

"The pregnancy enhancement is creating displays we haven't seen since the founding ceremonies." Pregnancy enhancement. The phrase might have caused embarrassment, but the magical display it created was so magnificent that personal concerns faded before its significance. This wasn't just royal presentation—it was confirmation of bloodline authenticity that no one could question or doubt. The formal crown placement proved to be the ceremony's emotional apex. As Master Doric lifted the ancient circlet, every piece of crystal in the amphitheater began resonating with harmonics that felt like the planet itself was singing. When the crown settled onto her head, the ancestral memories didn't just f

"Levi, I'm not ready—" "You are," he said firmly. "You just don’t realize it yet." "The coronation needs preparation," Marcus noted. "Rituals. Blessings." "Then we prepare," Levi said. "But we do it before the baby comes. I want our child born to a properly crowned Luna." "When?" an elder asked. "The next full moon. Two weeks. If Gia agrees." Every eye turned to me. Fear slammed into me like a wave. Through our bond, Levi steadied me.