Omegaverse Pregnancy Novels & Stories

Then, in a stern voice Mitch had never heard from her before, she said, “Director. As I told you last time, male omegas have a higher risk of miscarriage from mid-pregnancy. A miscarriage at this stage can have serious consequences for the pregnant person. It could even become life-threatening.”

The future I envisioned flashes before my eyes; my dream of the sweet beta woman who will bear my children and slow the pace of my life is slipping between my fingers and is instead replaced by an image of my stomach, swollen and full with me confined in a cold and bare house by a pale-haired lunatic. I am not pushing out babies; I am a man! Even though recessive omegas have a notoriously low birthing rate—only capable of conceiving during a rare, intense heat, and most can bear just one child before their uterus becomes infertile—I can’t shake the fear clenching my gut the deeper the kiss grows. Rather than rely on my arm strength to push him off me, my teeth sink into his tongue in betraya

she continued, “but I would like to get to know you. I’ve never really met an omega before… though I’m sure you don’t feel the same.” “You’re right about that,” Conan said flatly. Ouch. I couldn’t blame him though. “All I can do is give some advice as someone who’s given birth twice. In your fourth month, you’ll experience some extreme fatigue, so take care of your body,” she offered, her voice softer. “Sure,” Conan muttered, still clearly ready to leave. “And Levi,” she turned to me, “make sure you take care of him well. Your pheromones are going to be the solution to almost every pregnancy complication. Your presence is essential.”

After that terrible encounter with Robbie, I was so lost that I didn't even know what to do, where to go. I was studying with the Omega welfare centre's help. It was established as several male and female Omegas were abandoned like me. I got abandoned when I was 12, right after the sub gender examination. The result showed, I was Omega and dad and mum simply left me in the Welfare Centre. It took me a whole year to believe I was abandoned. The Centre helped me out with education, shelter, food and most importantly, heat suppressant medicines. Thanks to them, I made it till the high school. I just had a month before the exam when all this disaster befall. I gave my high school exam with a fou

“A twelve week pregnancy.” “An Omega?” “Dammit,” he curses. “What’s the big deal?” I ask. “I’m sure they’ll still love the kid.” “The tribe won’t respect it though. Patrick is a king’s son, Mina an Alpha’s daughter. They’re supposed to produce a strong wolf.” “There’s no chance that the baby can be a Gamma? A warrior maybe?” “Those pregnancies don’t go over ten weeks.” “Well…maybe the doctor’s wrong.” “Maybe,” he sighs and runs his hand through his hair.

She woke up in his bed with no memory of the night before. He was Dominic Blackwell — the most feared Alpha in Evermont, ruthless, cold, and devastatingly gorgeous. The one man her father would burn the world to destroy. And she had given him everything. Serena Ashford was supposed to become the next Alpha of the Bright Moon Pack. Instead, she was disowned, exiled, and carrying the enemy's baby — a baby he refused to believe was his. "I do not know who you are. Do not call this number again." One phone call. That was all it took for him to throw her away like she was nothing. But Serena was done being nothing. She scrubbed toilets to survive. She slept on floors. She gave birth alone

Hanging out with his sisters after a mission felt cold especially due to his suspicion. Tapping on the laptop he finally got information on omegas. According to the page, omegas are man who can get pregnant. Pregnant?! This is insane but not impossible. No. Someone would have told him if he was, right? No one would keep such a secret from a person it affect, right.? Right? He needs an answer, his not insane to be desperate for an answers. Right? Kade was with Brandon intimately what's to say his not pregnant now? No Fuck. His been throwing up and irratable. Goddess please no.

Happily announces her pregnancy with the alpha who probably went with her to check if the pregnancy was true. Suddenly, I am broken into pieces again. It could have been me, right? There is a chance, right? It is true that an omega and an alpha can never be together but it could have been me… with him, happily talking about my plans for this thing. But right now? I feel like I am just nothing. The door to the room opened and the physician saw me. Her eyes lighted in gladness as she called for me. “Oh? Are you awake already and walking? That is not good for the baby,” she said.

A one-piece with a plunging cut down to the waist. "Our iconic Orla bodysuit is reimagined as a swimsuit. Combining premium sheer mesh paneling creates a sculpted silhouette…" Perfect. I added it to my cart and checked out. Still humming to myself, I walked over to the full-length mirror in our bedroom. My long, chestnut waves framed my face, cascading down my back in soft curls. Too bad he doesn’t like it. Jimmy preferred short, playful hair—something that made a woman look “cute.”

I asked, glancing up sharply at her, my voice low and dangerous. “Yes, it is, Your Majesty,” she replied steadily.“This omega has a womb. Fully functional, from what the scans show. He is capable of conceiving and carrying a child.” The words landed like a physical blow. I stood frozen, too stunned to comprehend properly, the news I had just received. This was it. A male Omega… with a womb. It wasn't rare, but quite uncommon. My thoughts churned violently in my head as I weighed my options. If I sought an heir with any other Alpha female or Omega, getting pregnant would rely on sheer luck. Fated mates, however rare and cursed this one felt, finally started to make sense, even though it's jus