One Night Stand Pregnancy Romance Novels Novels & Stories

JUST A ONE NIGHT STAND ALEKSANDER'S POV The air was bitterly cold tonight, and my mood was sour enough to match. A gust of wind ruffled my hair and I groaned with irritation as I swiped my hand through it before reaching into my front pocket and pulled out my cigarette. "No, Aleksander, we don't have time for that. We're already late! We've missed half the damn show", Before l could light the cigarette, my business partner, Nikolai shoved at my shoulder and kept walking towards the theater.

"I know you didn't meet me as a virgin but you're the only guy I've had sex with in a long while. You're well educated to see the day I conceived on that paper. It takes two to make a baby or do I need to remind you that protection fails? You're literally the one who ruined my life and here you are trying to paint me as a gold digger!" Connor pointed at her "There's no word that comes out of that stinking mouth of yours that will make me believe you. I've had hundreds of flings and not even one of them could say I got them pregnant. Even Diane, who's going to be my wife, can't say it to my face that she's expecting a baby for me!" "You're a fraud, a liar, a gold digger and I never want to se

Book 3 Is another standalone novel that also introduces new plot and characters while still maintaining the MY BILLIONAIRE BABY DADDY WANTS ME BACK series. --------- He gives me a wonderful night while I give him a secret baby. Homeless loner as always, I encounter a handsome with fabulous wealth. Sparks fly when our eyes meet and we just click. The attraction is so strong that nothing could stop us to zealously explore each other's body, but after which I'm pregnant and he's nowhere to be found.

“Rough night?” I scoffed, already assuming it was another guy trying to hit on me. I had lost count of how many had tried tonight. They were all drunk desperate men looking for a one-night stand. But none of them were good enough for me to lose my virginity. I turned, fully prepared to tell whoever it was to go away, but then froze when I saw him, unable to say even a word. The guy standing in front of me wasn’t just hot. He was breathtaking.

Tomorrow would bring more obligations, but for now, the night held a spark of possibility. Layla, meanwhile, changed into pajamas and climbed into bed, her mind whirling. The honeymoon loomed like an adventure laced with peril, but after tonight's comedic chaos, she couldn't deny a reluctant excitement. Their arguments, as absurd as they were, felt like progress—breaking down walls one pillow at a time.

Then suddenly she stood up and was all over the house jumping and shouting in glee like a crazed person. " My best friend just had a one-night stand! Can you believe that? How was he? Was he handsome? He had a mansion which means he is rich, but tell me, why did you run away?" At that, she quickly came to settle back on the couch wanting more story.

he said. “But I was drunk” “And I don't resist advances from beautiful women” he answered. “Mason” she yelled his name. “You cannot blame me for what happened last night, I tried my best to stop you but you kept on seducing me, a man can only do so much to prevent himself but when a beautiful woman askes him out, he has to comply” he teased her further. “You know what, we are adult. I feel no shame for what has happened, it was just a one night stand, a fleeting moment. I am too old to be forgetting over that type of thing.

I asked, shocked to my core by the implication of his actions. "Is that too small? I did not think you were prehensile, but I guess books can not be judged by their covers." He said. Still in shock, I watched as he opened his wallet and dropped another was of bills on top of those lying on the bed. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" I asked angrily, "What do you take me for?" "I admit we both had fun last night but I would appreciate if you did not take that as an opportunity to lust for something more. I have no interest in pursuing anything more than a one night stand." He said.

“I am sorry… I am sorry! I am about to be late for the interview, and didn’t see the ball and… I am sorry!” Alice finished speaking and stood up and looked at him. Wearing a well-tailored business suit, Zayden looked tall and handsome. “Miss, So you are here to flirt with Mr, Collins.” Henry looked at Alice and said. Hearing this, Alice was dumbfounded. At the same time, Zayden's eyes also turned cold. Over the years, countless women had tried to climb onto his bed. However, after that night five years ago, he was not interested in any woman. The only woman that he had slept with was his son’s birth mother.

I instinctively put a hand to my head. "What's going on?" I wondered aloud, confused. Then, the face of the stranger I thought I'd spent the night with a month ago flashed in my mind. A wave of panic washed over me. What if our one night together had resulted in a pregnancy? I tried to recall his face, but it remained a blank slate. The events from that night haunted my thoughts, refusing to fade. I tried to push the memory of the stranger from my mind. It wasn't right, I needed to focus on my husband.