Pregnant By My Ex's Dad Book Novels & Stories

His fingers curled around the folder’s edges, knuckles turning white. “Mr and Mrs. Harrington,” he began carefully, “I’m afraid there was… a small complication during your insemination.” The warmth in the room completely vanished now. Adina’s breath hitched. A dull, creeping panic twisted in her gut. “A complication?” Her voice trembled. “What complication? I’m pregnant, aren’t I? You called us in to give us good news, so what—what are you talking about?” Dr. Perry exhaled slowly, lowering his gaze. “You’re going to be a mother, Mrs. Harrington... But…” He hesitated, choosing his next words carefully. “…not of Mr. Harrington.”

"Yes, Grace, you're pregnant. Happy birthday! This is truly a special day for you. Congratulations, my dear." Overwhelmed with emotion, Grace leapt from the examination table and threw her arms around Ava, holding her tightly. They laughed and cried together, sharing in the joy of this precious moment. After all the disappointment and heartache, this pregnancy was a beacon of hope, a symbol of new beginnings.

he uttered bitterly. The room suddenly went still, and a tear slipped off Adriana’s cheek before she could stop it. Instantly, she wiped it off, her gaze lost somewhere on the floor. Then, her voice gently broke through the silence. “I didn’t tell him about you two until we returned to California,” she said softly, lifting her gaze. “And since Eros was the one who stayed with us when I was pregnant—who took care of me and made sure you both were born safely—I had to introduce him to you both as your father,” she said in a tired tone like someone finally setting down a weight he or she had carried for too long.

Then he’s beside me holding my hand, his hands frame my face like I might disappear if he doesn’t hold me together. “I’m here.” His eyes are dark, rimmed with red, like he hasn’t blinked since I closed mine. “You look terrible,” I mumble. A breathless laugh escapes him. “You faint and you insult me when you wake up?” I swallow. My throat burns. “Why am I pregnant?” “I don’t know babe.” “Oh..my dad is gonna flip. He was coming to terms with the fact that I'd never have kids because you can't have kids but now everything's changed."

“No! It’ll only look like breeding a demon because her blood is full of poison, and it can be pass into your baby Jethro.” Jethro ignored her completely, I took my son, cradled him close, and eased my dress aside. He latched on greedily, his tiny hands clutching me. Then the crying stopped almost instantly. Warmth spread through my chest, easing some of the ache. Lydia noticed how Jethro was looking at me and my baby, then she stepped forward again, furious. “Why are you ignoring that this lady is a demon, Jethro? What about the midwives she killed? Are you going to let that slide?”

I don't even know what I want to do with my life yet and now I have a baby to think about too. Oh, my dad is so going to kill me. I have never disappointed him before. Of his three daughters, I have been the most gentle and obedient one and I have never defiled him before until now. This all started when I happened to overhear the conversation between himself and my mum, they wanted to marry off. I have always known that my father will be the one to choose who I will marry but I wasn't expecting it to be this early and especially not to his old friend that always makes my skin crawl. I left the house that night without informing anyone and somehow ended up in a bar sitting beside this ridicu

But then the next part hit me like a frying pan to the face: Jay is pregnant… PREGNANT. For a whole solid minute, my brain just… rebooted. Jay Hale. My ex. A MAN. PREGNANT. Not metaphorically, not spiritually literally. I sat down on my bed, grabbed the nearest pillow, and screamed into it. Loud. Like the kind of scream that makes your neighbors wonder if they should call the police. “What the actual fuck is happening!?” I shouted at into my pillow so my parent won’t hear me. “This isn’t biology! This is N*****x with trauma!”

And the doctor had given her unexpected news. She slowly placed a trembling hand on her stomach. “I guess it will be just the two of us now.” Because she was pregnant. With Ethan Carter’s child.

I recognized him instantly; I had seen him many times in Mark’s photo albums. Up close, his presence was staggering. He didn't look his age at all. If I didn't know he was Mark’s father, I wouldn't have guessed he was older. He had a powerful, athletic build, as if he spent a lot of time at the gym. While his aura was mature, his face remained strikingly handsome. It felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over me. I couldn't move my hands, and I couldn't even close my mouth in shock at this unexpected meeting with my boyfriend’s father.

“Of course, Grandma. Why would I lie?” “Then let’s see.” I tore the envelope open. My heart thudded as I scanned the paper. The letters blurred for a moment… then froze. Paternity result: Excluded. Clide Woods is not the biological father. My breath hitched. “What… what is this?” Clide frowned. “Grandma, what’s wrong?” I slammed the paper on the table. “This! This is what’s wrong!” Cassandra jumped. “W-what do you mean?”