Pregnant Fiction Stories Novels & Stories

Lord, help me. “Thank you for telling me that, sweetheart. Tell Daddy everything you know about her so-called ‘boyfriends and suitors.’ I want names.” I’m doomed. This is what I get for being too pretty! Eyyy! Help! (´ω`) AUTHOR’S NOTE: You can read the story of Papa Kel and Mama Briannah on the D****E and YUGTO apps. TITLE: I Got Pregnant by Mr. Stranger: The Miracle Babies (Completed) My other stories on D****e and Yugto App:

But the entire plot was cleared in my brain. " I was so busy in my work that I avoid my sickness. I forgot that I missed my periods. But one thing was strange, I couldn't drink coffee. The aroma of coffee made me puke out. My dear mother in law observed this," I sighed and halted. "In my village, my aunt always tells me who is pregnant, even the woman is one or two months pregnant, she knows. I wonder how she gets to know. But she told me that the pregnant woman has a different aura, her glow tells that she is pregnant," I explained to them what I recalled.

At the back of my mind I was wondering how I could have been so silly enough that I let myself got knocked up by a man who might not really be Into me The thought of it was frightening — The more I thought of it, the more my heart had thudded heavily. It's been barely Twenty four hours since I got the news about my pregnancy, while the thought of having a new life growing inside of me, I couldn't help having that fear as well. What if my child would be unloved just as I was? The thought of that was like death strangling every bit of life left in me and leaving me gasping for air. "Did you see his reaction?" I turned and asked Mia who was still shocked about the entire event unfolding before

Keeping up with the lies was a lot of stress, but in between crying myself to sleep, pretending to be okay and suicidal thoughts, I'd managed to stay on track. Adrian visited once in a while as he was busy applying to colleges and hoping to bag a scholarship. I sensed that he was having trouble at home, maybe a family issues. But he denied it and refused to say anything else. He came over twice a week-first texting me to ask what I was craving, then bringing it with him. We'd talk for hours, maybe play a few games. And as usual he'd make me laugh so hard I thought the baby would pop out. Once he had asked me how I would explain the pregnancy to Nana. The more I thought about it the more I de

“I should throw all those books and write complaints against those authors who brainwashed you.” “Those authors did not brainwash me, baby. It’s the fact, and it’s called meconium stain.” My parents told me to read books since Trinity doesn’t like to read. She paints and sketches while listening to some classical music. I bought for her safer paints that won’t affect our unborn child. “Whatever, Bash. I want this baby to get out of me already. I suffer too much,” she drawls, her hands instantly on her abdomen. “Oh God!” she yells at the top of her lungs.

Catelyn could imagine how Cedrick took some time off to rest on the bed and read. She picked up one of the books with the title, [What To Expect When You're Expecting]. Looking at the other books, they were all pregnancy books. [Passport to a Healthy Pregnancy], [The Expectant Father], [50 Things To Do Before Delivery], and so on… Catelyn was shocked. While Cedrick was reluctant to let her continue with the pregnancy, he had prepared so many pregnancy books behind her back. 'What a sneaky man,' she thought. Regardless of that, Catelyn could understand where he was coming from. Despite being a father of two four-year-old genius kids, he had missed the moments where she went to pregnancy check

I picked it up and slipped it into my handbag. I turned to leave, but my eyes fell on the chair where I had been sitting earlier. I remembered the doctor's question. Are you sure you want to go through with this? At the time, I hadn't been able to answer. I had spent years desperately wanting a child, only to finally become pregnant at the exact moment when my marriage had fallen apart. It felt cruel. Almost like life was mocking me. I placed my hand over my stomach again. “I don't know what I'm doing,” I whispered.

Leaping down the stairs three steps at a time, I bolted for my car, started it up, and sped off, leaving her far behind. As I turned the corner, I glanced back and saw her rushing out after me. It was genuinely terrifying. Fortunately, I had left early that day. I arrived at work in time to sit and enjoy a calm breakfast. My coworkers joked and said, "Cindy, you're early today!" "Trying to climb the corporate ladder now?" I sighed heavily. "Don't even ask. I've been targeted by a pregnant woman! She nearly scared me to death!" Their curiosity was piqued, and they all gathered around. "What happened? Spill!"

"Death compensation? I never even saw the so-called death notice the firm supposedly sent to me! In the second month after you disappeared, Molly kicked me out. She'd racked up gambling debts and wanted to sell me off to Jim to pay them back! "I was pregnant and hiding from her in a leaking basement apartment. I didn't even have money for regular checkups—I had to borrow some for every appointment! "I thought you were dead, Ian, and even then I was willing to die to protect your child. And what were you doing? You chose to believe that cruel woman and that scheming psychiatrist over me. You never once thought to come back and see me with your own eyes!"

It's not that she doesn't want to help her she just couldn't process anything to even move a muscle. And when she called for people for help, they thought she was the one who pushed her as everyone in their office knew about Medusa's obsession over Eros and her rivalry with Daphne. And that's how the news reached Anastacius making him to ruin her without any mercy. When she kneeled before Anastacius she shifted her gaze to the person she once loved, she had a small hope but that lost when he just stared at her flashing his cold glare. That's when she decided she would never ever reveal that about her pregnancy. But still she laughed at her own thought. He doesn't even care anyway.