Pregnant Teenage Novels & Stories

“I said we’d discuss it in six months, and we will. If everything is fine, then yes, it happens. The woman is due in seven months. She’s already in contact with the agency. They’ve guaranteed the baby is ours.” His grin returns, but I hold up a hand before he gets too carried away. “That part could’ve been said in front of Harlow,” he points out. “Yeah, but this part can’t,” I reply, voice dropping slightly. “The girl just turned eighteen. She could’ve aborted, but she doesn’t agree with it, so she’s giving the baby up. She was raped and the father… he’s known. There could be issues if he finds out she was pregnant and had a kid.”

"But you probably don't need to hear any of this, do you?" "I'm fourteen," Felicia says with a smile. "I'm not stupid. Most ten year olds know all about sex these days. In fact, there were a couple of freshman in my grade that were having sex. One girl even got pregnant at fourteen. Her parents disowned her and kicked her out. I found out about that a month before the infection spread." Felicia stops scrubbing again and frowns. "She's probably long dead by now." We all stop what we're doing and stare at her until she begins to shift uncomfortably in her seat. "Felicia-" I begin.

She removed her mask and nodded at Axel, even with a somber face. "Are you her guardian?" Axel nodded. "We can still save the baby. However, the mother's health condition is not good." Axel breathed a sigh of relief as he grabbed his own hair. "Because this is a pregnancy at a very young age, it is very prone for the mother to experience things like this. Not only physical health problems must be considered, but also psychological health. Are you her husband?" "Yes, I am her husband!" Axel said confidently. The doctor looked displeased at Axel. "You should understand not to marry underage girls."

December 18 Once, as teenagers, Carly and I had a delay, so we took pregnancy tests. Actually, the delay was one day for her and two for me, and at the time, our cycles weren’t regular. But once you start having an active sex life, anxiety is always lurking around the corner. Those minutes of waiting were endless, and seeing the negative result was a relief. We were teenagers, too young for a pregnancy, and not independent.

“First off, I am only nineteen! What do you mean mate?” Being mated was like being married but unlike marriages, mating was for life, at least in most books. Since I was not sure of the lore of this particular world, I did not know if there were ways to break a mate bond but I did not want to find out. “What has being nineteen got to do with anything? My mother had me at nineteen.” “That – teenage pregnancy is not for everyone.” “That’s beside the point! He likes you now so you should lock him down.”

Her voice was steady, the voice of a woman who had rehearsed these words until they stopped feeling like weapons she was holding. "Not everything, not the pregnancy, but your name. The fact that you existed and mattered to him in a way I was being asked to stand directly in front of." She paused. "I was twenty-two. My family had an arrangement with the Hales that predated both of us, and I was told Sebastian was ready to move forward. Nobody told me what moving forward had cost someone else." My hands were flat on the table. I made sure they stayed that way. "You knew something and you married him anyway."

“I’m sorry. That’s a question I have to ask to someone who is as young as you are and single.” “I’m not young. Twenty-two is not being young. Five hundred years ago women got pregnant at thirteen.” “They were married by agreement between families at thirteen and got pregnant immediately to consummate their marriage and have an early progeny.” “Look. I only know about animals and books. Of history I don’t know,” she got up with the intention of leaving. “I’m not giving up my son, I’m not giving him away, I’m having him and I’m sick of people constantly asking me this, I’m an adult!”

"I was once a nurse in my early twenties, apart from being a nurse in also a mother, not just a mother, I do have kids who already have their own children." "So i'm not a newbie in any of this," Mrs Courtney said. "But we did it just once, perhaps twice, so how come i'm pregnant? I don't believe you," i said already in tears. "Children of this generation needs to be enlighten by their parents the signs of being pregnant, the rates of unexperienced youths is getting too much, and it's really frustrating," Mrs Courtney said.

We’d visited Ben twice at his school. I’d once thought I was getting bored. Now, I regretted it, like I’d almost wished this into existence. “Maddox won’t allow it,” I say, wrapping my arms around the slight swell of my stomach. Yes, pregnant again. Four months along, to be exact. A girl. “It’s too risky.” “Then I’ll go,” she offers with a shrug. “We can’t let–” “I’m sixteen now,” she continues. “I can drive a car. Why not a boat?”

He didn’t want to go to jail! It wasn’t until a few weeks later that I found out I was pregnant. My parents yelled at me for being reckless and they told me they absolutely couldn’t have a teenage daughter that was pregnant. They kicked me out. I went to Becky’s house and she and her parents took care of me for a little while.