Pregnant Bird Novels & Stories

Her eyes quickly scanned the paper until she found what she was looking for. "Not pregnant." The test declared. No… no this was wrong! This was the opposite of what she was looking for! Ana felt her knees weaken as an overwhelming amount of disappointment crashed over Ana like a suffocating wave of water. It stole her breath and made the world around her spin in a way that made her feel like vomiting.

"The baby is healthy, and the report makes it clear that this baby carries the Buckner family's blood! So why on earth would you rather believe a parrot's nonsense and force me to get rid of my own baby over and over again?" This was my third pregnancy. The first time, I was only five weeks along when they heard the parrot say, "Get rid of the baby." They then dragged me straight to the hospital for an abortion, without a single word of explanation. The second time, I was a month along. They listened to that parrot again and forced me to get an abortion that very same day. Even then, they didn't bother explaining anything. I resisted both times. During the second time, I even showed them the

Ariel said as she try to see how the face of the woman in the dark looked like. Candles lit around the room and a figure of a woman appeared. Ariel shrink back in fear when she saw the figure coming out of the darkness. " Don't kill me please" Ariel stretched her hands forward and pleaded with her body shivering. " You're still the same even after becoming pregnant" The woman said and Ariel froze. ' how did she know I'm pregnant? Oh no she's a witch' Ariel thought to herself as her dress got soaked with her . " Don't harm my child please" She pleaded as her lips couldn't form the words correctly anymore.

Note: The sentences inside the parentheses would be their thoughts. “First, your child is in my hands.” Soheila took out the red-orange spirit egg and immediately put it back to her spirit ring. She looked at the Gigantic Firebird. Her golden eyes glowed even more. “Second, there's something wrong with the baby bird. It was sick which is rare for the Cultivators and especially for the birds. I am a doctor and an Alchemist. I could help your baby bird to grow healthy. The baby bird was poisoned when it was separated from the mother too early. I expect that you know about that. When I held your spirit egg, the baby bird was trembling inside. You wanna feel it?” Soheila walked towards the femal

Is this what they call pregnancy craving? On my break, Hawk followed me around like a lost puppy. He was so attentive and he would give me anything I need without me having to ask for it. He will always tell me to be careful and not allow me to carry anything. "Hawk! I am pregnant and not sick!" I snapped at some point, annoyed when he did not let me lift a box of paper. Paper! It's not like they are rocks or something. "I'm sorry." He gave me an innocent look and I just sneered at him.

Harris dropped his forehead against Atticus’ chest and groaned as he slapped his chest. “Knock it off!” Harris scolded. “It depends.” Adonis begins speaking. “Submissives have two uteruses, one for their dragon and one for the human. If the submissive gets pregnant while in human form they will have what you consider a normal delivery, and deliver a human child. If the submissive gets pregnant in dragon form, the dragon's uterus is fertilized. Things are much different when the dragon is pregnant. After a few days they build a nest, and a few weeks after they shift into their dragon to lay an egg. They then remain in dragon form, and stay in their nest keeping the egg warm until it hatches.

I stayed where I was for a moment longer, hands resting over my stomach, breathing through the steady rise and fall beneath my palms. I’d get to see my Beanie and Cashew tomorrow at my check up. They were both growing inside of me, I still had a ways to go but I couldn’t wait to hold them. To feel their warm little bodies pressed against my own. To engrave their faces in my memory. Sometimes I still couldn’t believe I was pregnant, the thought still startled me.

"We were in a hurry and a bit of traffic, and you know how the holidays are, busy?" "Well, you left my granddaughter nothing to eat," Birdie took a skillet off the rack on the wall and placed it on the stove, turning up the heat. "I can't let my grandchild be malnourished. I mean, look at her. She needs some meat in her bones." My dads looked at me, and their eyes examined one another before they stared back at me as if they knew I was pregnant. They couldn't tell Birdie about it. "Mama Birdie, Lily looks just fine to me. Isn't that right, honey?"

Elizabeth nodded, "I heard that vomiting during pregnancy is very uncomfortable. Moreover, pregnant women need nutrition. Think about it. They have no appetite, and they vomit everything they eat. How could the baby be well-nourished?" "That's true." James looked very proud, "When our child is born, I will definitely praise him." "You..." Elizabeth was speechless. After a long while, she said softly, "Whatever." "Well, go to sleep, honey. It's late. You should go to bed early and get up early. Tomorrow, I'll ask Auntie Chang to buy you a free-range chicken. Didn't you say the chicken soup was delicious?" When Elizabeth heard this, she couldn't help but frown.

A pair of binoculars rested on his lap. Catching sight of her, he pressed a finger to his lips, and gestured for her to join him. "Look," he whispered, pointing to a pair of fairly large birds. Pretty, with bluish-gray heads, pearly-pink breasts and brown wings mottled with black, they pecked at the ground some distance away. "Do you know what they are?" "Pigeons?" she ventured.