One Direction Imagines Pregnant Novels & Stories

"I know you’re the one stealing from us. And it hurts that your beautiful little sister will pay the price for it too. Expect your death very soon." I smiled bitterly. Mike had always been smart. He figured it out. I wrote back: "If you can catch air, you can catch me." But I knew this was the beginning of war. Then came the ceremony. That night, under the silver light of the full moon, the Moon Goddess chose Sera as my mate. Her scent hit me like a storm. Her eyes searched mine— hopeful, afraid. For a second, I froze. I could feel it. The bond. The warmth. The peace.

A photograph appeared. My body on the hospital floor. My disguise half removed. My stomach visible. My bump. The exact moment I collided with that reporter. I remembered the camera in his hand. The shock. The exposure. My ears rang. The audience murmured. I stared at the image. My voice came out almost empty. “What is this?” The host’s tone remained gentle. “This was captured recently. Would you like to explain?” My mind went blank. The room blurred. They kept talking. “Are you pregnant with your ex boyfriend’s father’s child?”

She looked radiant—flawless makeup, soft lighting, one hand resting meaningfully over her still-flat stomach. “I never wanted it to come to this,” she said, voice trembling with practiced vulnerability. “But Damien Voss deserves to know he’s going to be a father again. I’m eight weeks pregnant. And despite what the tabloids say about his engagement to that girl… I believe our child deserves a chance at a real family.” The headline ticker screamed: **DAMIEN VOSS BABY MAMA WAR EXPLODES — TWO PREGNANCIES, ONE EMPIRE.**

She took the pregnancy test with a clear frown on her forehead. A flash of memory about what happened a month ago returned to his mind. That night Xander was in bed with his best friend Mia. Ariana knows everything because Mia told her about it. There was no secret between the two of them all this time, as their friendship had existed since they were in elementary school. If this test pack is Mia's, that means her best friend is currently pregnant with a child from her one night stand with the owner of the Martin Group. As far as Ariana knows, Mia has never been in a relationship with any man.

Stephanie breathed heavily “Ready to have a hard sex, baby?” He dragged her hand to the bed It is her favorite, a hard and hot sex with him. However, she remember that she is pregnant, it worried her that the hard sex will bring harm to her baby. “Martin….” Stephanie was hesitate to speak He stopped and gave her a deep look. “Spill it!” said Martin with a cold tone “I am pregnant” Stephanie tried to make her voice sounds normal but she couldn’t hide her nervous

“I believe you are in advance as you paid twice.” “I only received the email this morning asking if I could be in the fashion show” Simone tells him, sitting down at her desk. “Holly has recently become pregnant herself and decided to do a maternity line. She thought it would be good to have a pregnant model instead of all the models having fake stomachs. I haven’t said yes yet; I was just letting you know; I was going to say yes.” “I wouldn’t stop you, if you wanted to do it” Emmett insists taking a seat in front of her desk.

Before the birthday party starts, my boyfriend, Edward Parker, casts his phone onto the large screen in the private room. He starts an anonymous poll in the group chat we share with our friends. The question is, "Tonight, should I stay and cut the cake with my girlfriend, or go to the premiere with my childhood friend?" A 30-second countdown begins as the votes keep climbing. His childhood friend, Renee Lane, gets 17 votes while I get just one. Everyone thinks I'm the one who has voted for myself. Edward leans back against the couch and smiles. "The minority yields to the majority." Renee hands him the movie ticket. "Guess everyone agrees that I need you more." Meanwhile, I'm standing

Am I sick? Ronan lets out a loud, breathless laugh, shaking his head as he points a finger toward my stomach. “And you’re a total idiot, Desiree! You’re sitting there worrying about pack politics when you’re literally carrying the next Alpha heir of the North! You’re pregnant, boss!” The words echo off the walls of the bedroom, ringing in my ears like a loud, deafening bell. You’re pregnant. The entire world completely stops moving. The air in my lungs vanishes, my eyes turning wide and entirely blank as I stare at Ronan’s face, then at Lyra’s nodding head, and finally down to my own flat stomach under the blanket.

I added and there, all of the people's attention are on me. I don't know where to start but I do know that I must end this quickly. I still have something to do. "First of all, the rumors are true if there are rumors about me being pregnant. I know all of you will get suspicious and accuse me for being pregnant and yes, I am pregnant. I am five months pregnant. And yes, the father is Mr. Cosmos Alexandrus Vergara from the Vergara Group of Companies. Some of you might created a rumor about us being together because of the last time that we were with each other. I know that there's a magazine that featured the both of us." I said and adjusted the mic to make them hear what I am saying.

Dario paced back and forth in the dimly lit room, his heart racing with excitement. The news was still fresh, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within him. Marissa, his mate, was pregnant. The thought sent a surge of joy through him, electrifying every nerve in his body. He could hardly contain himself; this was the moment he had been waiting for an opportunity to embrace fatherhood and share the incredible news with the world.