Pregnant Miraculous Ladybug Novels & Stories

“And where is your top?” “They’re getting better,” Dove told him. “I can move my fingers again. Phoenix threw a pot of spell-liquid on Robyn, and she used my top to wipe it off.” “Spell liquid?” Logan glanced down at Meguitte. “What have you been crafting, Meg? Get your gun off her,” he added as they stepped outside and he looked around, his eyes catching on Lark. He pulled Meguitte behind him protectively. “She’s pregnant with my child.”

Oh God! This sounds insane. But it's the truth. Its the only possible explanation to this story. "Zoey?" Mandy called with a scoff. "Are you alright?" "I swear Mandy; I know what I'm saying. How else can a lady get pregnant without having sex? We have the medical way which is surrogacy. And aside that, what other way could there be? The spiritual way! "That night, when I was with the lady, she had said something about her baby. She was scared and said things like *my baby. Please save him. I can't lose him*

I asked. “Yes! This is so exciting!” Jill giggled from her spot on the couch between her mother and ChyAnn. “I bet she cries.” We all burst out laughing as we nodded. I would be more surprised if she didn’t cry. She had cried the other day just because she saw a ladybug on a flower. The woman was beyond emotional at almost 9 months pregnant, which was completely understandable. A goofy smile lit up my face as I opened my link with her. ‘Storm? Are you busy?’ I inquired.

I answered through the mind-link, “It’s about what I told you this morning. The stinging creatures.” “What about them?” “You have… powers, Priscilla. Something hidden. You can either heal them—or kill them. You did it with Henry, remember? I found a rogue this morning. Bitten—but not turned. Not fully. He’s still in his right mind. But not for long. He has a pregnant mate—she’s due in days. He begged for help. I don’t know how to save him… but you might.” “I don’t know how to heal anyone, Gabriel,” she shot back, her thoughts laced with panic and confusion. “You said I attract them. You said they’re dangerous… and now you’re just offering me to one?”

We are already unsure about human-werewolf pregnancies. “Did you find anything in Mirabai’s book about pregnancy?” I queried. We discussed finding as much information as we could. “No really. It just says the babies born from the blessed one and their protector mate will be strong,” she answered. ‘Damn right our pups will be strong,’ Xyler chimed. “Okay. Don’t stress yourself, Dr. Heather is working on it,” I said and kissed her stomach again. “I watched today’s press conference. Well done! That obnoxious ass--- I mean bad person deserves it,” she murmured.

JULIANA. I went back home and I walk to my bedroom, I drop my hand bag thinking back to many times I have seen the pregnant lady with Deji. "'I have always meet that lady whenever I go to Deji's house and when I asked he would say she is a maid but come to think of it , can any sane man in his right frame of mind employ a pregnant woman? I asked myself.

"B-baby?" "Yes. Mrs. Regina is pregnant. Seven weeks."

Walking further in, she saw the little pregnant woman sleeping peacefully. A pillow was tightly held by her. Roaming her hands in the air upon her body, her eyes were closed and mouth continuously mumbling. It was the Queen of the witches casting a spell on the pregnant lady. Pidge felt as if a hoosh of wind hit her face. Her sweet dream was suddenly interrupted when Leticia made her dream continue again. Here the lady says she doesn't love him and doesn't want this child to be born and yet she is watching her family with a newborn baby present in their arms.

- She’s in her room; she’s grounded. - But why? What did she do this time? My dear, make yourself comfortable; I’ll be right back. Amélia takes a seat, and I want to go see my sister, but my mother stops me: - Wait, I want you to hear from me what’s going on. - Alright, Mom, I’m listening. She sits across from me and says: - Milagro is pregnant! - What? How is she pregnant? She doesn’t have a boyfriend!

That night was at least… what, a few weeks ago now? And still—“But how?” I turned to her again, bewildered. “How is the pregnancy still intact, Mira? With everything that happened during the war—my resurrection, the power I pulled from the moon, the fight with Magnus… Even just riding through the battlefield. That kind of stress would cause any normal wolf to lose the pregnancy.” Mira gave a small, thoughtful shrug. “You’re right. It should have. But clearly, the Moon Goddess had other plans.”