Pengen Hamil Lagi Novels & Stories

“Wow, Mai, you look like a globe. Did you get bigger since last week?” “Kenya, shut up!” Sam shouts. “It’s fine. I did gain about five pounds.” “Only five. Are you sure you’re not having triplets?”Keny asks. “No, the doctor checked it’s just one baby,” I say, rubbing my big belly. Even though this pregnancy is more difficult than the last two. Just knowing I was carrying a little person Zayne and I created made it all worth it, even if I wouldn’t be able to walk by the end.

he said. “Wow sanaol” Tove said. I just laughed at what he said and waited for what Tagan would say next. “When are you going to start a family? Where not getting any younger now ” Tagan got the point and I also dream wanting that but I can seem to find my future wife. Tove just laugh at him and drink his wine. "Well I have good news then" I looked at Tagan who spoke again. "What is it?" I ask. "Celine I pregnant again were having our second child" he said happily.

As I lay in bed, my hand instinctively went to my stomach, feeling the slight swell that had begun to appear. Three months pregnant, and the reality of my situation was starting to sink in. I couldn't help but think of Doctor John's words, his promise to be a great father and a good husband.

Cameron cruelly pulled my hand away and shouted, "We can still have children in the future! You definitely have some health issues. Otherwise, why would it be so hard for you to get pregnant? If you did get pregnant, the baby would definitely be unhealthy! "Once your body has recovered well, I'll give you another child. You need to be more sensible now!"

I breathe heavily as he pins me to the wall, his hands wrapped tight around my throat I could barely breathe. ‘You hear me, Sera? I found you first. I noticed you first! I fell for you first. No one else, I mean, no one should put their hands on you, because if they do, I swear to God, Sera, I'll fucking break their arms and legs and serve it to you to eat!’ He growls. Seraphina Puckett is the perfect definition of trauma. A walking trauma. She tries to navigate her life, trying to bring in sunshine but as the world is determined to make it rain on her, what does she do? Does she get beaten in the rain or walk through it? When her abusive father gets out of prison and is out t

And though his words hadn’t been filled with promises and romantic declarations, there had been something raw in his voice—an emotion I hadn’t expected from a man who made power plays before breakfast. Still, it didn’t change the reality. I was pregnant. And now he knew. I kicked off my heels and padded barefoot to the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of water I didn’t really want. My stomach was tight, not from morning sickness but nerves. I hadn’t told anyone else. Not my best friend, not my mom, not even my doctor beyond the confirmation appointment. It was too fragile, too early. Too real. My phone buzzed from the counter. Nathan: I meant what I said. I want to be involved. Let’s take thi

Jen said. “Or better yet…” Penny began with a mischievous smile. “It means a mini Blake is on the way.”

Even Mark howled to make sure he blended in. “To sweeten the pot, I have a little more information for you all. Call it incentive or whatever you want but what I have to saw might change your mind.” Vin paused for the dramatic effect. Looking around, most of the men were on the edge of their seats, waiting and listening. “Penny is indeed pregnant. The pups that she is growing will not only have her blood but Colt’s blood as well running through their veins.” “Pups?” Someone yelled out. Vin pointed at the man. “Thanks for catching that! Yes, I said pups. Penny is pregnant with triplets.”