Pregnant Emo Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Nope. I told you Dee, I won’t anymore. Not without your permission.” I twirled around with sudden joy. “I hate Eros for the humiliation. But thinking about it... I don’t need to be sad.” I just to her front, ignoring her glare of caution. Yes, I'm still pregnant.. I haven’t forgotten. “I have decided to go with the flow.” Emily’s jaws dropped in shock. “Go with the flow? What the heck is that?! You know what? I agree with you. Let’s go with the flow,”

The atmosphere in the meeting room of the Diamond Star company, which was previously busy, suddenly became quiet after an employee informed that the new CEO of the company was heading to the meeting room. According to reports, the new CEO at the company is very handsome and single but has a bad character. He is very arrogant and irritable. Besides that, he is very sensitive about hygiene issues. He really hated dust. The board of directors of the company who was in the room suddenly held their breath when they heard the footsteps walking closer and closer. The sound of the door opening. Spontaneously, everyone in the room turned toward the door and bowed their bodies.

How did I go from running away from my past, and said past was standing directly in front of me, in a country that was supposed to be my sanctuary? The world must be playing a cruel joke on me. I could feel the anger, and resentment, building inside me. I tried to contain myself, but it was proving difficult. "What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice tight with barely controlled anger. "We're on our baby moon," Emory butted in, rubbing her protruding belly. "What better time to do this than in the second trimester of my pregnancy. It's the most blissful moments, isn't it? Oh, sorry for asking. You wouldn't know. You never carried a child. Or at least, till it's full term."

Emery has been overly hyped and he has been walking on eggshells around her. “Like what Mark? I am pregnant and not crippled. I can handle my own business. The pack needs someone reliable to run things and I will not back away just because I am pregnant. I am not the first woman and Luna to be pregnant” Emery half yelled, pulling off her sweatpants. She was tired and needed a warm shower before her nap.

Liam can sense my anxiety as he rests his head near my mark and I inhale him. “Emma, we’ll watch your healing process closely over the coming weeks and see what we can figure out regarding her absence, ok?”. Grace is trying to reassure me. She can tell I’m overwhelmed too. “I know some hybrid experts who might be able to answer some pregnancy questions although your baby isn’t technically a hybrid and Morrigan is the only one of “her kind” so that’s sort of tricky unto itself… hmmm”. She lowers my side of the bed’s arm railing. “First things first though, let’s do some brief checks and I bet you’re dying for a shower and some fresh clothes”. How does she always know what I need? It must be a

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."

Then I found out I was pregnant with Phoe. I needed money. I had a lifestyle to maintain. When my pregnancy began to show, escorting stopped. That’s when I ended up working for Dragma’s company as a trainer for his new escorts. I got trapped in a world I never wanted, funded by men who made my skin crawl. One night, when I was five months pregnant, a man recognized me at Dragma’s club. I had been call to a private room to discuss business while he entertained. “Have her dance for me.”

A wave of sadness crashed over me, and it was so powerful that my legs crumbled and I slid to the floor, with tears streaming down my face. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I wasn’t supposed to be pregnant now. I’m only eighteen, and I’m still just a common wolfless Omega maid that the whole pack loved to abuse and humiliate. I’ve been bullied and beaten my whole life for not having a wolf, and now…now this? Pregnant without a mate, money or husband, I was doomed. I hugged my knees to my chest and started sobbing uncontrollably. How could I bring a child into this kind of life? A life where they would be ridiculed, abused, and treated like dirt for being born to someone like me?

Aria’s POV The doctor used the word rest six times in ten minutes. By the seventh time, I wanted to scream. “I am resting,” I insisted. The woman on the screen gave me a patient look during the video consultation. “With respect, Miss Collins, emotional stress affects pregnancy more than most people realize.” I sat curled into the corner of the couch, trying very hard not to look irritated. Across the room, Damien stood near the dining area speaking quietly with Marcus while pretending not to listen. Pretending badly.

With a slow, deliberate motion, I ripped the IV needle from the back of my hand. A single drop of my own blood welled up, dark and real against my skin. My blood. My body. Mine to control. I looked him dead in the eye. “There is no son, Enzo,” I said, my voice devoid of all emotion. “There never was.” “No! You’re lying!” he screamed, completely broken. “You were pregnant! All the reports said you were!” “Oh, I was pregnant,” I said. I stood up and walked toward him, barefoot.