Mpreg Birth Novels & Stories

Sarah could not say another word, only a tear came out of her eyes, inside the strong labor pains were consuming her, but it was evident that she could not do anything to give birth to her son. She was fighting from the inside to be able to stay alive at least until her little one was born, her love was so infinite, that she didn't even care if she died trying to bring him to the world, her mother's love was stronger than any pain she was feeling. The doctors who were going to support Morgan with the birth of the baby arrived, they began to prepare the room where she was to perform an improvised cesarean section. "Alex, if you are going to be present, you must change, and you must be clean,

The crack in the lower left corner. "How long do we have?" "She is ten weeks pregnant." The sound of Margaret doing math. "Roughly thirty weeks. The application process, given the complications ..... it would need to begin immediately." I breathe. "Then it needs to begin immediately." The kitchen is quiet around me. Cedar Falls hums below the window. Somewhere on the third floor, a light is probably on. And I sit in my kitchen at the table where I have made every hard decision of my Cedar Falls life and I think about an unborn girl who has not yet been given a name and who is currently scheduled to arrive into a legal void that an institution designed before she existed.

"I feel tired. And relieved, but mostly tired. My head hurts a bit as well and my eyes are droopy." "That's to be expected. The pregnancy took a big toll on your health," she scribbled something down on her clipboard. "I'm recommending an extensive bed rest for you, at least for a week." "But," Sawyer's heart sank. "What about the babies? I have to feed and take care of them." "We have a special formula designed to give them all the nutrients they need for healthy growth. As for taking care of them, I'm pretty sure Daniel is up to the task. He's their father, after all."

~Layla and William a few months later. Layla and William along with their infant twins Leslie and Leith return to Born Moon to deliver Jase Lefate Davis into the world. Layla had already sent ahead the equipment she wanted to have available in the delivery room. Layla quickly hooks Maggie up to all kinds of monitors and ultrasound equipment. Another contraction hits and Maggie cries out. "I need you to remember your breathing Maggie," Layla says as she checks Maggie for dialition status. "Your cervix isn't opening with the contractions. We may have to go with the C-section birth option."

I knelt down before her and begged her in tears. "Please! There has to be a solution! Please! I beg of you!" I screamed out. "Young woman! You are wasting your time! The child in you can never be harmed no matter what you try to do!" Old Magritte said. I stayed on the floor still knelt before her. "There must be something that can be done! Please! Please help me!" I screamed again. "Get away! I said nothing can be done! A lot of demons will put you through he'll during this period of your pregnancy! You will suffer a lot of agony during that child birth. Be ready for the worst!" Old Magritte said.

The three of them gathered outside the door, listening to the screams while discussing how to divide the three children among themselves. Quinn spoke first. "I was the first one with her, so the first baby born should have my surname." Liam clenched his fists, his expression dark. "Why should it? We should do blood tests to determine paternity!" The three began arguing heatedly. I had been leisurely drinking tea in my room, but I quickly rushed out. After all, I was far more eager to see these babies than those three men were. The moment I stepped through the door, the midwife looked at the newborn and immediately collapsed to the floor.

“I’m pregnant.” “Yes. And given what happened last time, this pregnancy is high risk. You need to reduce stress. No fighting. No shifting if possible.” “I’m Alpha. I can’t just stop—” “You can and you will. Or you’ll lose this baby too.” Margaret’s voice was firm. “Your choice.” Sage went back to the cabin in a daze. Found Kade doing exercises. Trying to strengthen his legs. “I’m pregnant,” she said. He stopped mid-movement. “What?”

The man cleared his throat and looked me searching for words, his tense eyes told me everything, something went wrong, I made a fist waiting for him to say what the fuck happened. “Sir, Mrs Margareth is fine, the brith was difficult, doctor Philips did everything possible, but one of the babies unfortunately the situation and passed away. Your wife is recovering well, your daughter went to the incubator to be better taken care of, she’s premature and her lungs still need intensive care.”

You're in labor? Before Merigold can answer she grabs her stomach and yells. " I'm getting the truck. Axle help her up when she can move." I don't wait for an answer, I just race out the door. I pull the truck up as close to the ramp as possible and open the back door. Fuck Merigold is in labor. She is only eight and a half months along but we were warned it was a possibility and not uncommon to have twins early. Merigold told us that Jace and Jax were born early and they are fine. I didn't worry too much about it.

Megan, her pride wounded, reluctantly accepted Greg's terms, her dreams of becoming the lady of the mansion now shattered. Despite the unfolding events, Megan's resolve to separate Greg and Lily remained unwavering. She reflected on the arduous journey she undertook to conceive their child – the careful extraction of Greg's sperm following their night together, her dedication in travelling back to the United States, and the relentless pursuit of in-vitro fertilization to ensure the child's conception. Driven by her desire to outshine Theresa, Megan specifically selected a male embryo, envisioning a life with Greg and their son.