Pregnant Gangster Novels & Stories

"That's such a shame, I wonder how her career will be after this? And this came after she got such a huge lead role." "What career? It's over as far as I know. I also heard she got pregnant by a bum, and that makes it a few degrees worse." I turned the corner and met the two gossip buddies engrossed loudly in their talk that they didn't notice me right away. It was when I cleared my throat that one of them turned towards me, and I watched, satisfied, as her eyes grew comically wide before she tapped her partner and straightened up. "G- good morning Sir," they stuttered, their eyes down cast as they tried to look at anywhere besides in front of them. I eyed them sharply, staring at their name

My Gangster Babysitter is the fourth book of the Love For The Wicked Series. This is a spinoff of Mrs. Martinelli, The Perfect Mafia Wife, and contains a few spoilers. Either way, this can be read as a stand-alone. Please don't forget to follow me on my lnstagram account Castiellj. . . ~Benny~ It felt like hours when in reality; it had only been five minutes. The clock was ticking. Shaving off the five minutes I’d been ogling this metal door, I only got twenty-five left before the guards swept the basement for their rounds.

Gangsters are searching for him due to letting Everleigh go. Kidnapping Everleigh is also the key to his mother's life. Raven was already a member of gangsters due to her mother's sickness. His mother always gets to hospital. Ever since his father died on the battle field, Raven stands for his family and forcely stopped college; work his ass off to support their needs and pay debts.

“The pregnant girl?” “She trapped Damien Blackwood?” Elena kept her head down, fingers tightening around the glass of sparkling water in her hand. She hated this. Every second of it. Damien stood nearby speaking with investors, cold and untouchable in a black tailored suit that made him look less like a man and more like something dangerous pretending to be human. Even from across the room, people feared him. Nobody approached carelessly. Nobody spoke too loudly near him. Yet somehow— Every few minutes, his eyes still found Elena. Like he was checking she was still there. The realization unsettled her more than she wanted to admit. “You look nervous.” Elena turned sharply. Sophia Vale stood

My body screamed in pain, but my arms stayed locked around my belly. “Please! Spare me I’m pregnant!” “Stop!” A voice tore through the chaos. A man rushed forward, catching me, holding me up. But the third thug yanked him back. “Who the hell are you to disobey my orders?” he growled. The stranger’s fist flew, but he was outnumbered. He stumbled, got back up only to be kicked down again. Pinned to the floor, he spat back defiantly. “Because you don’t know who you’re dealing with.”

“…you’re three weeks pregnant…” Pregnant… The word exploded in my mind. My hand instinctively went to my still-flat stomach. There was… a life inside me. Rocco’s child. Just then, behind me, the large screen in the hospital lobby lit up with breaking news. [BREAKING: Moretti Don Rocco Moretti Appears at Ambushed Art Gala, Protects His Woman!] On the screen, Rocco was covered in gunpowder smoke. A gun in one hand, the other wrapped tightly around a trembling Vivienne. He stared into the camera, his eyes as fierce as a wolf’s, declaring to the entire underworld:

My fingers tighten around the phone as I stare at her message, trying to make sense of it. She’s scared. Or maybe ashamed. Maybe both. She shouldn't be, not after the nights we've spent together. So that’s it? - Liam I type, my frustration seeping through. You don’t want to be seen with me because of what I do?” - Liam Her response is instant this time. I don’t hang out with boys like you, Liam. I don’t get involved with... gangsters. -Liam The word stings more than I care to admit. Gangster. I know what I am, I’m not naive about it, but hearing it from her? That’s different.

"Girl, we don't know who your baby belongs to. Some people don't like it very much. No matter what, you can't keep the baby. If you don't want to get rid of it, then we have to do it for you," The gangster answered with a sinister smile. "No, no. Doing something like this is illegal. I'm going to sue you." Liya covered her stomach with her hands, and her voice was filled with terror.

He wouldn't even see me before I died. “I want to see Ron! I'm pregnant with his child!” I yelled at the two guards around me, “No one can kill a lady when she is pregnant with Moore’s child!” My voice resonated throughout the prison. One of the jailers asked Gina in a hesitant voice, “If she's really pregnant, we can't just kill her! If the boss knows it...” “She's not pregnant at all!” Gina interrupted the jailer. “She's lying. If this woman was pregnant, why didn't she tell Ron? It's just a ploy to buy time. Kill her now!”

The words hung heavy between us, louder than the ticking clock, heavier than the air I was breathing. And Jay finally flinched like I’d struck him. He laughed actually laughed like this was some kind of comedy skit. “If I were making this up, don’t you think I’d sell the rights to N*****x already? Pregnant Man: The Series. You’d get royalties, promise.” I didn’t even blink. My jaw was a steel trap. “Who knows about it?” He sobered, just a little, his hand sliding protectively over his stomach. “The doctor. His freak lab team. Lena’s men. And now you. Congrats you’ve been upgraded to the VIP circle of hell.”