Pregnancy Trope Books Novels & Stories

"Kandice, I was only gone for a few days on business. You couldn't even keep our baby safe?" My lips were cracked and dry, my eyelids heavy with exhaustion. When I didn't respond, Daniel grabbed my shoulder roughly. His finger jabbed toward my face, voice dripping with contempt. "What good are you anyway? I bust my ass at work to support us both. You've got some nerve glaring at me like that. Everything you spend comes from my paycheck." I managed to part my cracked lips, not bothering to hide my contempt. "Support us? Daniel, you're the one who begged me to quit my job and focus on this pregnancy. Cut the act. Business trip? More like a booty call."

Amelie said, snuggling into my arm. “That doesn’t bother me one single bit,” I smirked. “How are you feeling about being on the flight? I read that some pregnant women feel airsickness more.” “Where did you read that?” Amelie said, puzzled. “In What to Expect, When You’re Expecting,” I advised. “Nathaniel Carrington Michaels, did you buy a pregnancy book?” Amelie questioned. “No, I actually bought several pregnancy books,” I beamed. “Oh my gosh!” Amelie giggled.

Maia woke up early because of her sudden nausea. She quickly stood up and run towards the bathroom, for her stomach was swirling, making her vomit multiple times. Her head was aching, too, causing her whole surroundings blurred. She didn't know that being pregnant was hard and complicated. She never have seen pregnant woman before because she was always locked up inside their pack house back then. So, she decided to check books from the library about pregnancy before doing her morning routine. After cleaning and fixing herself, she stormed out of her den and headed to the library. Her every movements were slow and careful, afraid that she might stumble to the ground because of dizziness.

“I-“ just then the sound of my phone buzzing dragged me out of the memory lane. I opened my phone and it was my mother spamming me photos. Wedding venues. Grand ballrooms. Private estates. Beachfront properties. She had also sent tuxedo designs of three designers. She had been extra naggy after that awkward dinner at Cassandra’s six weeks ago. "Pick one," she had texted. "We need to confirm bookings." The wedding was in a few weeks. Everything was going too quick. I browsed another image of a white marble hall with crystal chandeliers. I could visualize myself standing there with Cassandra and the flashing cameras and investors gawking and the headlines telling the world about the merging of

Zane I found myself in the pack library at midnight, surrounded by books I’d single-handedly picked out—mainly to avoid questions from Ezra. ‘Pregnancy and the Wolf: A Comprehensive Guide. Maternal Health in Shifter Populations. The First Year: What to Expect When Expecting a Pup.‘ The titles alone made me feel ridiculous like some anxious first-time father instead of an Alpha securing his lineage.

Anderson took a sip of orange juice then looked back at the book he was reading. -10 Steps to Say Love-, is the title of the book he is reading. "Hey! Are you sure you don't want to swim? If you don't stop reading that book, I'll splash you! Come on, you said you wanted to swim. Why now I'm the one swimming and you're reading instead?" Leonardo shouted from the pool not far from where Anderson sat. Anderson didn't answer. He just waved his hand without looking at Leonardo and continued reading. He plans to tell Zivanna his feelings before Zivanna leaves the hospital. "Hmm, I have to practice." Anderson said alone. "Which woman made you like this?" Suddenly Leonardo was in front of Anderson.

He figured that there should be more books in it. He placed the parcel on the floor, grabbed himself a cutting knife, and took out the books from the box. All the books were for pregnant women: "All You Need to Know about Pregnancy", "Food for Pregnant Women", "Keeping Fit for Pregnant Women", "Music for Babies", "Pre-natal Stories for Expecting Fathers"... the list went on and on. Lucas' heart throbbed as he stared at the five books in front of him. He wanted to place them back on the bookshelf, but then his arms turned as heavy as lead.

“I was bored. The silence is driving me crazy.” “You’re not supposed to be climbing stairs, let alone carrying a whole damn library,” she muttered, picking up the top book and flipping through it with dramatic disapproval. “Seriously? History of the Lunar Clans? You’re such a nerd.” I rolled my eyes. “I’m pregnant, Vi. Not made of glass.” She snapped the book shut. “You’re carrying the Alpha’s heir. The first three months are risky, and your fetus is already weak. Don’t make it worse.”

'I can't believe I fell asleep packing my clothes,' I yawn. 'Your body is busy creating our little baby. It's normal to be tired.' Ace smiles. 'How do you know?' Ace pulls a book out from his suitcase and passes it to me. I read the title out loud. 'All You Need to Know About Pregnancy,' I say, giving him a look. 'Have you really been reading this?' 'Yep. You've been falling asleep early each night and I didn’t want the TV to wake you, so I thought I'd read. I saw this book when we went shopping the other day and I thought it might be a smart idea to read it.'

There was a hinted smirk dancing on his lips as he stared at me, like he had won before whatever game that was being played ever started. I walked closer, disturbed by the silence, and snatched the papers from her hands, and what I beheld made my jaw drop. I thought this whole contract marriage thing only happened in movies and books on Goodnovel, so what the hell was it doing in my life? I looked away from it, releasing a slow and shaky breath as I stepped closer to her. “Mom? What is this?” Her toes curled. “Just something to strengthen the marriage bond. It’s nothing serious.”