Pregnancy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She curled up against me and joked about how pregnancy was already making her feel scatterbrained. "It's a good thing our baby has such a smart dad," she said. The next morning, we went to the hospital. After a blood test, the doctor confirmed she was four weeks pregnant. Vicky was overjoyed and bombarded the doctor with questions about pregnancy while I stood beside them in silence. When we left the hospital, her mood shifted drastically. "Shawn, do you not want this baby?" I was shocked by her words and quickly denied it. "How could I not want our baby after all these years of waiting?"

Fresh air rushed over them. The late afternoon sun filtered through towering pine trees. Birdsong replaced the oppressive silence underground. Dani closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. "I forgot what fresh air smelled like." Julian slipped off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders. The mountain breeze carried an unexpected chill. "You'll catch cold." She looked at him with amused eyes. "I'm pregnant." "Exactly." "I don't get cold more easily because I'm pregnant." "I know." He adjusted the jacket anyway. "I'm still putting it on you."

" I burst out laughing and fell into Lucas's embrace as he looked at me adoringly. Just then, Evelyn came out of her room upstairs and teased us. "When are you two going to give me a grandchild?" I lowered my head shyly under Lucas's loving gaze as he took my hand and led me to our bedroom. — Two months later, I suddenly realized my usually punctual period hadn't arrived. I took a pregnancy test and sure enough, I was pregnant. Shocked, I sat on the toilet, touching my belly and calling loudly for Lucas. Lucas was about to leave for work when he heard me and rushed in anxiously.

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

He looks exactly like me. "You’re dead," I say, my voice a hollow ghost of a sound. "I was never alive," he says, stepping forward. "Just like you." "What are you talking about?" "Liam didn't tell you?" "Tell me what?" He reaches out, his hand touching my face. His skin is cold. "That there is no child, Aiden." I freeze. "What?" "The pregnancy." "The sickness." "The proxy." "It’s all part of the script." "What script?" "The one Liam wrote when he put you in that room."

Austin POV Pregnant. Rebel’s pregnant. I’m going to be a dad. Dread comes over me when I realize she was fighting, while pregnant. A warrior gashed her back. That fucker Kaden was throwing her around the cave and was sitting on her stomach. FUCK!

Pregnant. The word was playing like a song in her head. She was going to be a mother. And Daniel Rohan was the father. Never mind that the pill was ninety nine percent safe from falling pregnant. Daniel Rohan had beaten that percentage in two months of intense sexual action. Or maybe her own body had treacherously welcomed him beyond the point of stopping anything, because what had happened between them was so…so extraordinary.

That, just maybe, he’d finally love me the way I’ve been quietly begging him to. I thought this would be the start of something beautiful. The beginning of our family. The start of us. But now… not so much. I clutch my belly. I’m shaking, sobbing, shoulders jerking with every breath. What if I heard wrong? What if the mind-numbing effect of sex distorted everything? What if I imagined it? Ragnar’s never even looked at another woman. At least, not that I’ve seen. He’s always said he loved me. Maybe I was overwhelmed. Maybe the shock of the test… twisted reality?

I said it, and I watched Clara write it in her notebook, and I felt, in the saying of it, something that had been sitting on my chest for weeks lift fractionally. I talked about the pregnancy in the most careful terms — not the intimacy of it, not Killian, but the simple biological fact of a life that Julian had immediately attempted to weaponize. *He threatened to use the pregnancy to prevent my departure.* That was how I said it. Clinical. Documented. True.

She cooed to him as she rubbed his ears. He whimpered. ‘I can’t tell you I promise. You can’t hear me.’ “I can hear you, Conri. I’m your marked mate, remember.” ‘I didn’t. I love you, Madison. I’ll make sure the idiot eats, I promise. I’ll keep us alive.’ “Good. Someone needs to help with Rena and Rao’s baby.” ‘Serena’s pregnant!?’ “Yes. Reggie could smell the change. I bet the other demons know too and are just keeping it quiet until she figures it out. We can smell the hormone fluctuations.”