Novel & Cerita Pregnant Emo

Megan asked. Emily ripped open another package and groaned, sinking down onto the floor with her face in her hands. “I don’t know. No. Does anyone ever really want an abortion? They just don’t want to be pregnant. I don’t want to be pregnant. F-k!” She swore again. “F-k! I am pregnant.” “Alright, well, let’s try it this way,” Megan sat down on the floor next to her. “Do you want a baby?” “I dunno,” Emily muttered into her hands. “I don’t know.”

Admired her work. "You're probably wondering why I'm doing this," she said. "I know why," I replied through gritted teeth. "Because you're a psychopath." "No. Because I want Emilia to hear you scream. Want her to know what's happening to you. Want her to feel helpless. Want her to break." She was right. The walls were thin. Em could probably hear everything. Could hear me screaming. "She's pregnant," I said. "The stress could kill the baby."

I sob, and his smirks stops as he embarks on drying my tears. Ooh, me! Is it not too early for my moods to be kicking in soo bad? Gosh! Is this how emotional and sentimental I'm gonna be for nine freaking months? My goodness! I gotcha get a hold of myself before I am crowned the most emotional pregnant woman of the century! Mental eyes roll!

I breathe heavily as he pins me to the wall, his hands wrapped tight around my throat I could barely breathe. ‘You hear me, Sera? I found you first. I noticed you first! I fell for you first. No one else, I mean, no one should put their hands on you, because if they do, I swear to God, Sera, I'll fucking break their arms and legs and serve it to you to eat!’ He growls. Seraphina Puckett is the perfect definition of trauma. A walking trauma. She tries to navigate her life, trying to bring in sunshine but as the world is determined to make it rain on her, what does she do? Does she get beaten in the rain or walk through it? When her abusive father gets out of prison and is out t

**** Author's note If you are here to read Pregnant for the bully, welcome. Okay, this is a note for sensitive readers. This book is a dark romance, it has sexual themes, and verbal abuse. This book is entirely fiction. Abuse, either sexual, physical or verbal is a very real thing in our world. I do NOT condone any behavior of such, nor do I think it's okay. This is purely fiction once again.

Although I felt disgusted, I kissed her on her lips and neck as I comforted her. Soon, Vicky melted into my touch and looked at me flirtatiously. She was always needy and was incredibly open when it came to intimacy. Then, she guided my hand down her body. As expected, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. "You are pregnant. We can't," I said and pulled away before things went further. Then, I fled to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face, hoping it would douse the flames inside me. I couldn't hold back my emotions anymore, but I knew it wasn't time just yet.

A man who mocked my name, denied and humiliated me in front of others as if I meant nothing? Jayden. His name was a wound in my chest that hadn’t stopped bleeding. The day I was told that I was pregnant, I had cried, not just out of fear, but out of disbelief. I didn’t want to believe the goddess could be so cruel as to tie my fate to a man like him. I had carried the weight of that shame every day, watching my belly grow and feeling that constant, gnawing worry that I was creating life from pain. Now… now it was doubled?

I had stopped by the restroom earlier and washed off every sign of make up from my face. I wanted to look super unattractive so that once he see me, he'll change his mind about the marriage. I rose from the butter-soft leather sofa but I had been sitting for so long my legs gave a credible impression of belonging to a newborn foal. A premature newborn foal. I smoothed my damp hands down the front of my skirt. Approaching the still closed office door with anger bubbling like a boiling post in my belly. I stood in front of his office door and aligned my shoulders as if I was preparing for battle.

,She said smiling brightly . "Yes ,cutie we will ." ,I said winking at her . "you need rest ,I will come back later ." Emliys pov : As soon as the doctor told me I was pregnant .I was beyond happy .I have always loved kids and wanted to have mine with Drake .But when the day has come he was no longer beside me .A sudden sadness and negative thoughts started coming into my mind . But I immediately looked at my baby growing inside me and decided that I would stay strong and happy for him no matter what happened .Today would be a new start for me .I would grow into a strong and independent women for my baby and for its better future .

The constant stimulation made her come repeatedly, her body shaking, milk spraying in arcs across the blanket, pussy gushing around whatever cock was currently inside her. Mark watched with dark pride, occasionally directing the scene. “Deeper in her ass. She can take it. Our cow can handle more.” They flipped her onto her back next, legs held wide and high by strong hands. Her enormous belly dominated her frame as Damien pushed into her pussy, Rico took her mouth, and Jax slid into her ass from the side. Marcus and Mark drank from her tits like men dying of thirst. The pressure was overwhelming. Every thrust made her belly shift and the babies move. The sensation of being so completely fill