Pregnant Cars Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Chase's POV As I reached the garage, the scent of polished metal and rubber permeated the air. The sleek black exterior of my car, a powerful machine capable of devouring miles with ease, stood before me. As I settled into the plush leather seat, memories of Royal flooded my mind. Her cascading auburn hair, sparkling hazel eyes, and the way she moved with grace — it was as if she had been etched into every fiber of my being. The thought of her ignited a fire within me, awakening a primal hunger that I yearned to satisfy.

I gathered all the pictures from the ground and my blood boiled seeing her with someone else but I controlled myself and Rex from saying something harsh to her. She is pregnant with my pups and my words affect her so much that they increase her bp which worsens her health and I can't risk that. I passed her those pictures. She took them in her both hands. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears which was doing nothing but increasing my temper.

How wonderful. In a few weeks, the Bright women find out they're pregnant, Mrs. Bright by my brother and Amber Bright by my daddy. The pair of them are so eager to ride on the Free-Use Car again. So is Mr. Bright. He is ready to fuck all the whores he can while watching his wife and daughter being used. Maybe this time, he'll work up the courage to fuck his daughter. Either way, the family is eager for the Spring Pregnant Free-Use Train. On that day, only expectant mothers are allowed in. And, of course, all the men who want to fuck their bred pussies and enjoy their swollen bellies.

“Just listen.” She blinked but nodded, waiting. I took a deep breath. “I know you think that this changes things between us, but it doesn’t. I don’t care about the circumstances of this pregnancy. What I care about is you.” Tears welled up in her eyes, but she didn’t look away. “I won’t leave you,” I promised. “I won’t let you go through this alone. You are my mate, Zoraya. And whether this child is mine by blood or not, it will still be ours.”

he looked around some more, spinning to face his friend. “No, she’s at the parking lot, will you calm down?”Kieran said and pushed the front door open so they could go to the parking. “Calm down? K? How do I do that? I may be a father as we speak and heaven knows I am not ready for that title, plus do you know what that mean’s for that poor child?? Now where is she? ” Alaric asked when they arrived at the parking lot. It was long after that when he saw the familiar red car, the same car they had fucked in on the last full moon. “Fuck!” he cursed under his breath as the woman stepped out of the car, very pregnant. What was her name? He just couldn’t remember. They approached the woman who did

The hood crumpled, and the windshield spiderwebbed with cracks. I slumped over the steering wheel, my body aching, my consciousness fading. Through the sound of the rain, I heard the engine of another car. Footsteps grew closer. Someone tapped gently on my shattered car window. A man's voice, low and unhurried, held a trace of concern. "I'm only a few minutes late, and you've already made such a mess of yourself, haven't you?" When I woke up, I was in a private clinic. "Be careful. The doctor said you're pregnant. Eight weeks."

Vincenzo slid into the driver’s seat, visibly rattled. Noel set the iron bar across his lap, arms folded tight. Lucas, Manuel, Francesca, and Aria piled into a second car behind them. "You’re really going to do this," Vincenzo said, starting to drive. "Absolutely." "You’re pregnant." "And?" Vincenzo glanced over. "You’re pulsing with bloodlust." "Good. I hope he feels it in his damn bones." Vincenzo took a corner sharply, tires squealing. "Just… let me talk first when we get there, okay?"

The rain hammered against the car window, blurring the entire world into a grey fog. Just as the cars rounded the mountain pass, I looked through the rain and saw the spot where Alaric and I had sworn our vows to the God of Night. Alaric stepped out from an old fortress, holding a wide black umbrella, his other arm wrapped protectively around Elise at his side. A pureblood vampire fetus grows incredibly fast. At only nine weeks, her belly already showed a slight curve. She wore a white gown, much like the one I had worn on my wedding day.

I did what I needed to do and set the test on the edge of my dresser, then sat on my mattress and stared at it. One minute passed. Two minutes. Three. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move. Slowly, on trembling legs, I stood and picked up the test. Two pink lines. Positive. The test slipped from my fingers and clattered to the floor. I was pregnant. I was pregnant with a vampire's child. With Lucian Aion's child. But that was impossible. Impossible. Unless… Unless I wasn't fully human. The room spun. I grabbed the dresser to keep from falling.

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.”