Pregnancy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Her gaze recoiled, though not out of curiosity, but she was no longer glaring. I swallowed hard. “Go back to your different lives.” Her brows furrowed. Wrong line. It was supposed to be “be together.” “What are you talking about?” she asked, half-confused. “Get pregnant for me.” Her eyes widened as the words left my mouth. Then slowly, like rumbling stones from a mountain, her laughter exploded against my ears. “You are sick,” she said, still laughing.

She swallowed then lowered her gaze even lower, her eyes tracing his torso all the way to his feet. “I don’t need to remind you of what happened that night in the forest,” his breath hit her skin, hot and heavy. “So I don’t think I need to explain any further why I’m expecting a child from you.” “What?” Her eyes widened in an instant, Eliza immediately meeting his gaze. Her guts curled in his response, sending a wave of regret towards her as she quickly looked away from him again. “I’m not- I’m- I’m not pregnant!” “Then,” he moved his hands to her chin, forcing to meet his gaze again. “We’d simply have to get you pregnant.”

I stare at the two red lines on the white strip I hold between my fingers. A smile spreads across my face as a wave of euphoria rushes through me. I blink, happiness swelling within me, thinking of Richard and how thrilled he’ll be to learn that today, we’re making one of our biggest dreams come true. I’m pregnant. Pregnant with the man I love, who loves me back. Pregnant with a child who, I’m certain, will be the most loved in the entire world.

Then, slowly, he brings a medical file and hands it to me. Almost expecting something terrible, I pull the file open. Instantly, my eyes fixate on a single word. A word that changes my entire world. It transforms the universe as I know it. It makes me forget all about Kieran’s presence. It is a medical diagnosis sheet and on it in bold black words, it says: Fiona Richards: Pregnant.

My hand goes into his hair, tugging on it and holding him in place as I arch into his mouth. “I pregnant.” I wait until he lifts his head to look me in the eye, a huge smile on his face. “Must be another girl, since I haven’t smelled her yet.” He says, and I watch Cyran push forward, before he makes his way to my stomach to start sniffing for her. “Well, actually, we’re having twins.” The end. This story will continue in the third book, The Banished Beta's Saving Grace.

Nina Morrison strokes Nelson's smooth face and says smilingly, "All right." Lucien Gray pats Nelson on the head, "My silly boy, your mommy will be tired to death of she gives birth to two babies at once. We can have them one by one! This time we will have a little sister, and the year after next we will have a little brother!" Nina Morrison glances at Lucien Gray, "Keep dreaming!" Nina Morrison faints because she is weak because of the pregnancy, and also because she is a little tired preparing for the wedding. After an afternoon of observation in the hospital, and nothing happened, the doctor lets her go.

I turned around multiple times thinking I would even be able to stop thinking about it, but I couldn't stop thinking about it…i smiled and blushed and giggled so many times and it wasn't even enough to express how happy I was. As I lay in bed, still basking in the happiness of the previous night, sleep finally embraced me. But within the realm of dreams, a beautiful fantasy unfolded. In my dream, I found myself pregnant with Marc's child, a son who would carry on his legacy. The news filled me with joy and excitement. Marc, overwhelmed with happiness, declared me his Luna, his queen among his other wives. I was showered with love and adoration, and the other wives respected and admired me.

I wasn’t due for another two weeks, but I would be ok if they decided they wanted to make an appearance anytime now. The heat of the south and pregnancy was no joke. “Kitten, what are you doing?” I turn to Crimson leaning on the door frame, shirtless with abs glistening with sweat from training. I lick my lips at the mouth-watering sight. That wasn’t the only thing wet. My hormones had gone crazy, and I couldn’t get enough of my mate. My sexual appetite had increased tenfold with the pregnancy. “I want to make sure everything is ready for little Caterina,” I loved the name Gillian and Tristan had picked out for their little girl.

My whole body feels so weak, without Sapphire I’m afraid this pregnancy will break me. As I’m about to close my eyes the bedroom door slams open, midnight comes striding in as if she owns the place, a dark frown across her face. “What the fuck!” She yells, “pregnant! Pregnant- with- with that filth!” “Watch it!” I say, warning, “that’s my baby you’re talking about…” Her face softens slightly, if that’s even possible, “yes… the- thing, is your baby too…” she says quietly.

I was breathing heavily and she just smirked. “Did you know that Connor is impotent?” She asked with a hollow smile on her face. “Huh? What does that have to do with anything?” I was still confused, but she was looking away from my children and I felt it was a good thing. I could distract her with a conversation. “But, you're pregnant!” “I know.” She gave me a wicked smile. “The child belongs to his best friend, Dean.” Her voice lowered again. “So… You're pinning the pregnancy…"