Pregnant Romance Novels & Stories

Third-Person POV "Your Majesty, we have found her, the best candidate for your sperm from the blood bank," a servant bows and reports to the man in the dark corridor of a luxury hotel. He dresses in a navy blue Armani couture suit, one hand casually in his pocket. His imposing figure exudes an aura of majesty, even if he doesn't say a word. "I see," the man's voice is very deep. "The woman is already on your bed. Today is her ovulation date—"

And that was when she introduced Ken to her and she fell in love at first sight. Ken was sweet in the beginning but he began to turn hostile when Gift refused to give him her virginity but again, Trisia was there to coax her and tell her it was the only way to get a happy life and create the family that she had always craved for, so they did it once, on the night ken proposed. Gift looked at her ring finger and turned the fragile engagement ring. “Why?” Ken scoffed as he pulled Trisia closer by her waist, “she’s pregnant,” Gift’s eyes looked downwards, towards the bulging belly and noticed a tiny bump similar to hers.

She muttered. “Since when” Leonardo saw an empty seat right next to her and sat into it—very courageous of him. She turned to him, since she was pregnant with his baby duh. But Patricia said no such words. “I’m not interested” She gritted through her teeth, a stone-cold expression across her face. But who could blame her really? All Leonardo could do was bury half his face into his palms.

I ignored him. Then suddenly: ‘Build stand’. I didn't turn around. But next moment his fingers closed around my arm and pulled me around. I jumped directly against his chest. Hard. Warm. His grip was firm, his eyes dark. “Leave me!” ‘No’ Just this one word. Deep. Out. I tried to get rid of myself. In vain. His face was suddenly so close that I could feel his breath. His voice fell to a whisper. “If you are pregnant, Lena...”

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

“I have a private island in Switzerland, I could get my private jet ready so we could go.” Reyna pursed her lips, “Yes Roman Knight the hottest and wealthiest bachelor in Milan, rub all that money in my face.” “That wasn't my intention, Reyna.” He tried to touch her shoulder but she pushed his hand away. “Please don't touch me, your presence alone irks me,” She complained, moving away from him. “What makes you think I would want to go to a private island with you? So you can get me pregnant again, never.” The world seemed to stop revolving, when Roman heard the word ‘pregnant’, there was never a mention of her getting pregnant in all her records, and even though they weren't protected that n

Her fingers tightened around the folder's edge. "This won't end well," she said softly. "The most powerful stories seldom do," Damien replied. Later that evening, Serena found herself seated on her apartment floor, the open folder splayed before her. A sonogram photo peeked out from a forgotten drawer nearby. She quickly tucked it beneath a pile of magazines. She revisited the contract and its implications. It was a relationship built on deception, but it promised something she'd been missing for a long time. Power. Two short months ago

This is Neria and Ryan’s story (His innocent wife). I changed the title. It will be short and fast-paced. Book tropes: Marriage of convenience, pregnancy, love after marriage, mafia, grief, dark romance Trigger warnings: Violence, dark romance, rough sexual content Neria’s P.O.V. I was out of it, feeling like an out-of-body experience.

Darcy fluttered into Felix's arms like a butterfly, completely changing from the vicious woman who had just tormented me. She spoke in a sweet, almost childlike voice, “Babe, where have you been? If I hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have known someone snuck in here trying to seduce you!

"You're six weeks pregnant." ~ We got back home and I was still in shock. River paced pack and forth until I was almost dizzy. "So basically, you and Leo did it while your divorce was going on?" She said after almost drilling a hole in the floor with her pacing. "Why did that come to your mind?" I said and dug my head back into the pillow like and ostrich hiding from unavoidable problems. "I couldn't help it." She chuckled. "River it's not funny." I said, turning back to face the ceiling.