Pregnant Gardevoir Novels & Stories

Avrora cried, jumping to her feet. I flushed every shade of red imaginable and could only nod. Ares returned the medicine to his case and sank into an armchair. “Then you don’t need it — not if she’s pregnant.” “What do you mean?” Egor asked. “You could say the antidote is human chorionic gonadotropin — a hormone actively produced in a woman’s body during pregnancy.” “What?” Egor and I exclaimed in unison. “So I’m healthy now?” “Exactly. Though the scent of your fated mate won’t return immediately. That will take time.”

Greta asks with a furrowing brow, eyeballing me with a maternal scowl, pushing hers about to see what kinds of fish are in this concoction. “Everything in it is pregnancy safe. Second checked by Mr. Park himself on g****e. So yeah, she can eat it….. it’s good for her and the baby. Have some faith in us.” Bryant tuts at Greta as though he’s offended by her lack of trust, who just throws him a weird eyeroll and continues eating.

she said with a defiant glare, then turned to Evangeline with a smirk. "Maybe you should ask her if she'd dare take it." Before Suzy could respond, Evangeline's voice cut in. "Of course I would," she said, stepping forward. "The only thing is… I’m pregnant. Will it be safe for me?" Suzy met Evangeline’s eyes. "It’s completely safe. It’s made of plant-based extracts. It won’t harm you or the baby." "Good," Evangeline said with a nod. "Give it to me. I'll take it right now."

He paused, pulled an exquisite wooden box from his jacket, and placed it in front of me. "Stop being upset. Look what I brought you. This is Dewgrass that I specially found at the black market. They say it has miraculous effects on strengthening werewolves' constitution. It's extremely rare." He opened the box, and an overwhelmingly putrid sweet fragrance hit me, instantly making my stomach churn even worse. I dug my nails into my palms to keep myself from dry heaving again. Three days ago, the doctor had warned me that during early pregnancy, I couldn't be exposed to this type of potent herb. It could cause irreversible harm to the pup.

The way her own magical aura had changed color and intensity. Meredith listened without interrupting, occasionally nodding as if confirming something she already suspected. When Elara finished, Meredith stood up and moved back to the healing position. "All of that is normal for a Breeder pregnancy," Meredith said. "In fact, what you're describing suggests a very healthy pregnancy. Your body is adapting beautifully to carrying three cubs." She placed her hands on Elara's abdomen again, and this time, she held them there longer. Her eyes closed, and her entire body seemed to glow with concentrated magical energy.

Instead, she grabbed a clean towel from the dresser and pressed it gently to my head, trying to stop the bleeding. “Why aren’t you healing?” she murmured, worry deepening the crease in her brow. I gave her another weak smile, one that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “I guess… it’s because I’m pregnant. That’s why. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.” Her hands stilled for a heartbeat, but she didn’t press me with questions. She just nodded tightly, then reached into her bag and pulled out a small first-aid kit. With careful, trembling hands, she began cleaning and dressing the wound.

"Your Majesty, this is zerumbet ginger. It has properties that promote blood circulation and reduce bruising." So far, that seemed ordinary enough. But then, his expression shifted as he continued, "However, much like musk, if a pregnant woman is exposed to it for long periods, it can affect the fetus, potentially leading to miscarriage or even a stillbirth! "In fact, even ordinary women should avoid wearing such a fragrant pouch." Inside Jane's sleeve, her fingers curled into a fist. It was discovered after all. George's gaze darkened as if all light had suddenly been extinguished, leaving behind only a piercing chill that made one shudder. However, he didn't let his full emotions show.

As we spent more time together, I realized that David was not just a loving partner but also a wonderful father, and I felt grateful to have him by our side. Gaze also came by daily, his thoughtful gestures were a comforting presence in my life. He gently rubbed my feet, easing any tension or discomfort, and offered me a selection of fresh produce from his garden - an array of vibrant plants and succulent fruits native to Xanthea. As I savored the flavors and aromas, I couldn't help but feel grateful for his kindness. At three months pregnant, my body was starting to show subtle changes, and Gaze's nurturing touch made me feel deeply loved,

"Miss Clara, did you eat anything unusual during pregnancy? This child should have been normal." Clara's face went pale. Her right hand shook as she pulled a vial from her sleeve and handed it to the healer. "I took this. Can you save my child?" The healer didn't answer right away. She opened the vial and nodded knowingly. "This is essence from the goblin clan's fertility pods. There's an old remedy: one dose daily for thirty days guarantees pregnancy. But it shouldn't cause deformities." The mentioned goblin clan was immediately dragged in by the pack.

I answered. “Well, we will soon find out.” I rolled my eyes at her and then moved my eyes back to the leaves which were slowly changing their color from green to burnt orange. That was when I realized that the leaves were used to test for pregnancy. “The clan golden jewel is pregnant. She is with a child.” She exclaimed. The happiness on the vampire king’s face was unbelievable. He couldn’t talk for a minute until he was nudged by Gaby. “Are you sure?” He asked, sounding hopeless.