Pregnant After One Night Stand Novels & Stories

They are only here to wait for his money. Naomi’s POV The air in Saint-Valery was getting warmer. Spring was coming. I stood in front of the small mirror in my tiny apartment. I wasn't Sarah anymore, but I wasn't Naomi Ashford either. I was just... me. I lifted my loose shirt and looked at my belly. It wasn't flat anymore. It was a clear, round bump. I was nearly five months pregnant now. My baby was growing, oblivious to the fact that his father was a broken king in a hospital far away.

I was forced to answer, I said sluggishly, “It's no use. We had an one night stand together.” “When?” he asked. I said, “I don't remember.” He was silent for a moment, then quickly approached the table next to my bed and placed a dossier on it firmly. He said, “Your latest health report show you were pregnant three months ago. Specifically, I was on a business trip while you were in New York. Haha, Lia. While I was trying to get my work done and hand over many of the company's important projects to her, she was enjoying the night of pleasure. And you didn't even know how to protect yourself.”

I slowly sat down opposite him. He has never asked me to sit. "How are you feeling? Fine I guess. "I replied, awkwardly. "So...I practically couldn't sleep last night and I was thinking about what to do about the child. Honestly, I've encountered three women who tried to pin down a pregnancy on me....I usually could tell they were lying because they immediately demanded money which I didn't give to them. And then they end up confessing to not being pregnant at all. I'm sorry i didn't use a condom that night.I don't always go raw on women...but you were just...em..."

I said, “I’m pregnant.” Hannah stared at me stunned. “What? What did you just say?” “I had a one night stand at the company party a few weeks stand with this stranger and now, I’m pregnant.” “Oh come on! You can’t be serious. You’re a virgin, Alexis. You’ve never had sex before.”

Still, it would be to my detriment if he was like any other man. He might turn out to be selfish and not care about me anymore after sleeping with me. I've heard several times from my friends that when a woman gets pregnant during a one-night stand, she has only two options. Keep the baby with no one or abort it and experience pain for who knows how long. Neither is good, and I don't want to go through it alone. One thing's for sure: in most of the stories I've heard, the man who spends one night with the woman will leave without having anything to do with her again. It's really like a throwaway. There was no meaning to it anymore.

Mercury's mother said as she walked out of the kitchen holding onto a spatula. "Grandma save me!!" He shouted and squeezed out of his mother's embrace. Then ran to his grandmother. Mercury looked on with a smile on her face as he went into the kitchen with her mother. It's been three years since the incident that led her into having sex with Liam Standford. She had found out about her pregnancy and decided to keep with. With the support of her parents and brother, she had been able to pass through it all. She had used the remaining money from the money Liam dropped her to finish her school and start up her fashion business. She had not expected to make it.

she cautiously questioned with shifty eyes. "What!" I knitted my brows in disbelief. Me pregnant, after a one-night stand… The mere suggestion sent shockwaves through me. My mind reeled, trying to comprehend the implications of those words. In disbelief, I walked to my living room and plopped onto the sofa with slumped shoulders. "I can't be pregnant from a one-night stand," I murmured while I evaded her sight because I felt embarrassed once again. Like who the fuck gets pregnant from a one-night stand in this modern society??? I tried to swallow but a lump filled my throat.

She thought it is just one-night stand, why the hell did the doctor tell her that she is pregnant now?!

‎ ‎The nurse had handed her a small box. ‎ ‎Her hands were shaking. ‎ ‎“No pregnancy.” ‎ ‎The words from the contract echoed in her mind. ‎ ‎She swallowed hard. ‎ ‎“It’s impossible,” she whispered. ‎ ‎It had only been one night. ‎ ‎One mistake. ‎ ‎One moment of weakness. ‎ ‎That was all. ‎ ‎Slowly, she followed the instructions. ‎ ‎Then she waited. ‎ ‎The seconds felt like hours. ‎ ‎Her heart beat loudly in her ears.

What if I was pregnant? The question wrapped itself around me like barbed wire, digging deeper the harder I tried to pull away. I had even forgotten a whole month had gone by and I hadn't seen my monthly flow. My hands shook so badly when I stood at the pharmacy counter that the cashier gave me a second look. I clutched the small paper bag against my chest like it might shield me from the truth inside. Five tests. Five chances at denial. Back home, I locked the bathroom door and sank onto the toilet seat, heart hammering in my ears. One by one, I lined the sticks along the sink, each tiny window holding the power to ruin me.