One Direction Imagines Pregnant Novels & Stories

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

it will take two hours of drive for him to reach her, but now he doesn't want to do that. he can't bring her forcefully now, she isn't a kid. She is a well grown-up woman, who's carrying his child inside her womb. remembering about her being pregnant another arrow of guilt pierced him. how he imagined his future with her and their child. He had created fantasy inside his head in that short period. him handling her mood swings, helping her in morning sickness, cherishing her womb in the middle of the night, admiring her pregnancy glow up, analyzing her growing weight, and measuring her bump size by every month, buying her whatever she asks, feeding her weird cravings, feeling the baby kick fo

She remembered the Yoga classes for pregnant women; she sat in the lotus position to meditate to try to calm down; she even imagined that she was talking to her baby, who was telling her, “Mommy, please be strong, the same way you have been all these years.” “Yes, my baby, we are going to get out of this; Daddy is coming to rescue us.” She imagined that with her breath, she was absorbing light that purified them. She felt that she was already out walking in Sicily with Angelo and her beautiful baby in a golden stroller. Where they were walking, roses of various colors were growing, and the wind carried their scents. At this moment, she heard some murmurs. She concentrated on them; surely the

Emma held up her hand to let him know to wait and let her finish talking. “The visions that I had, the ones where everyone dies, I am pregnant. My guess around five months or so.” she finished. Logan’s eyes went from wide to narrowed and his forehead furrowed in confusion. She let what she said sink in for a moment and then the realization of what she was saying hit him. “Are you trying to say that in a few months...” Logan began but couldn’t finish his sentence. “Yes.” was all Emma said. “But the vision that we shared.” Logan said, still confused.

I would burn the entire world if it meant Althaia and our baby would be protected and healthy. As if my protective instincts weren’t already strong enough, they seemed to intensify, and I couldn’t resist caressing her stomach. I knew it was early, and it would be a while before she showed, but the mental image of her with a pregnant belly made me feel like the fucking king of the world. That image stirred a different kind of… excitement. The mere thought had my blood racing down, and there was nothing more I wanted than to bury myself deep inside of her. Just to make sure she would stay pregnant and the image in my head would become true.

With each incantation and movement, they felt the energy of the earth respond, pulsing in harmony with their intentions. As the ritual reached its zenith, a shimmering veil of light enveloped them, casting them into a realm of visions and revelations. Images danced before their eyes, revealing the secrets of the past and the mysteries of the future. Amidst the swirling tapestry of visions, Emilia's gaze was drawn to a single, radiant image—a luminous orb cradled within her womb, pulsing with the heartbeat of new life. She gasped in awe and wonder, her hand instinctively drifting to her abdomen as she felt the presence of the unborn child within her.

My world crumbled, I almost collapsed on my feet, I was flabbergasted and my mouth gaped open. Rihanna is pregnant, she is having a child and it's…it's Aztec. Aztec's child. Words got stuck in my throat as I nearly fell to my knees. This was shocking.

Maybe somehow right if I am still the same, old, self-centered Farrah Evans, but I am now Farrah Saldivar. Uno has been so busy, but he never forgets to text me and ask me what things should he buy. I am contented. A sure thing that I learned in this life. Bearing our child, having supportive friends, and a loving husband. I no longer have things to wish for because all the things are already with me. Even if I don't have my mother and my father on my side, the love that Uno gives me is already enough to complete me. "Really Ate? You have a baby on your tummy? But how?" Fierra's thin, high-pitched voice shrieked. She immediately covered her mouth and leaned closer. I am sitting on our bed, t

Beau couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and affection as he looked at Kaia in her pregnant state. The visible evidence of their shared creation, the curve of her belly, stirred a deep sense of connection. He marveled at the idea that a life they had created together was growing within her. The short pajama shorts and camisole, revealing the physical changes brought on by pregnancy, became a testament to the unique bond they were forging.

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