Pregnant Emo Novels & Stories

Patrick furrowed his brow and questioned, "Didn't we agree to do that after the baby is born?" Belle argued, "You know I'm emotionally unstable right now. I won't feel at ease until we're remarried, and if it affects the baby... Janice mentioned that poor emotional health in pregnant women can lead to miscarriage."

I can't tell them who he is if I don't know him myself. "How did this happen?" Malcolm's calm voice came again. He was holding me to his bosom as if to make sure that I won't run off. I looked up from his broad chest. Opening and closing my mouth like a fish. I didn't know what to say or where to begin. "I don't know." I managed to mutter amidst tears. It sounds ridiculous, doesn't it? How do I go about explaining to everyone that I got pregnant at nineteen and I don't know who is responsible?

"How can a teenager claim to be pregnant roaming the deserted suburbs near the forest like this? You must be lying to us. You must be a prostitute who likes to peddle yourself in the area around here." Blair was literally crying. She didn't know what to say at this point. Blair could only tell the truth. She wiped her tears and spoke softly. "My mom kicked me out because I was pregnant. I'm just a bum now. Therefore, sir, please have mercy on me. Let me go!" Blair whined.

It was three in the morning when Lana woke up , her hands automatically went to her flat tummy .Caressing her flat abdomen Lana felt as if someone has ripped her out once again, In her last life Ella bribed a maid of King family and changed her nourishing tonic to an abortion tonic , Lana who was young and naive didn't even doubt that maid and drank all of the tonic not leaving even a drop behind .In her previous life she was deeply in love with Xander thus when she found she was pregnant , she was extremely careful and was looking forward to her child's birth .But how could Ella allow it ?

Her touch was firm but gentle. "You're holding much stress here," she commented, working her thumbs in small circles between my shoulder blades. "Very common in pregnancy, but also—how do you say—emotional tension, no?" I made a noncommittal sound. I'm glad she doesn't know me at all. The good thing about being in a foreign country is that no one here is interested in your shitty gossip. If Emmanuelle knew the real situation about my pregnancy, she would so understand where this emotional tension comes from.

We talked about her pregnancy, about how she still couldn’t believe she was having another baby, about how Alaric was hovering even more than usual. “I swear, if he tells me to rest one more time, I’m going to strangle him,” she said, exasperated. I smirked. “You are pregnant, Em.” “Yes, but I am not fragile. I can walk across a room without supervision.” “Tell that to Alaric.” She groaned. “I have.” I laughed, shaking my head. “Honestly? I kind of love that he’s freaking out. It’s very entertaining.” She shot me a glare. “I hate you.”

However, they were not the type who would give in so easily so just after Emery headed back to her room, they started talking among themselves to make sure that that would be the first and last time they would let her stubbornness sway their assigned works. Just after Emery finished her bath, she went to her walk-in closet and removed her robes. She then walked towards the mirror that was of the same height as her and stared at her reflection. Looking at her own body from head to toe, she could tell that she seemed to have gained a little bit of weight despite the fact that she had been on the battlefield for months. The next thing she did was to rub her abdomen while thinking about what the

Standing over Emily, Emma looked down at her with a smirk, both hands resting on her belly in a deliberate display. “Emily, you just couldn’t stay away, could you? Finally decided to show up?” Her voice was sharp, her expression dripping with malice and mockery. “I’m pregnant,” Emma said, her tone dripping with smugness as her smile turned sharp and sinister. “You’ve been by Justin’s side for three years, and he hasn’t even made you a promise. But me? I’ve only been back for a few months, and he’s already gotten me pregnant. He says my health is fragile, so we’ll get legally married first. Once I recover, we’ll hold the wedding.”

He kissed me on the forehead and placed his hand on my flat stomach. "I can't believe that we are going to have a baby Freya...I feel like we left that damn nightclub a few weeks ago and now we're here." I gave him a small smile. "Who is Ember? I've never heard that name before." He asked curiously. I nodded quietly. "Just like you have Axel inside you...I recently found out that I have an inner demon called Ember and I think she's the reason I didn't have a miscarriage." Lain wrapped his arms around me.

He pulled me into his lap. Careful. Gentle. Like I was—was suddenly fragile. "A pup. We're having a pup. Hope, that's—that's incredible. That's—that's everything." "I wanted to celebrate with Emily," I admitted. "Wanted to—to tell my best friend I'm pregnant. Wanted her to—to be excited. To be—to be part of this. But instead she's—she's being exiled tomorrow. And I'm—I'm pregnant and grieving simultaneously. And it—it doesn't feel like celebration. Feels like—like loss wrapped in creation."