Pregnant Vampire Novels & Stories

clear lake that shimmered in the moonlight, encircled by wildflowers that appeared to shine dimly throughout the night. Aaron was pacing the shores of the lake, his motions wild and frenetic. Lyna sat next to him on a big rock, watching him with a composed but worried look on her face. "Aaron!” Hailey's voice was demanding and piercing through the serene space. With a shaky voice, he added, "Thank the moon you're here." "What's happening?" Hailey stepped forward and demanded. "We've been looking for you everywhere!" Aaron's eyes were wild as he glanced at Lyna and then back at us. "I—Lyna—she's—" Lyna interrupted him and said plainly, "I'm pregnant." Like a bombshell, the words stunned us a

She even waves her spoon in the air yelling obscene words, adding to her dramatics. Prolonging the inevitable is all I can do because once I tell her what she was born for, everything will change. She’s meant to live in the vampire world, she’s meant to nourish me. Each vampire is given a bloodline to feed from, and the words I keep repeating to myself explain it perfectly. “She’s mine,” I mutter between tense lips once more.

“Nature has its exceptions. Emory and I are one of them. She’s pregnant with your grandchild.” The shock has overcome her, and she takes a seat on the sofa. “Why didn’t she tell me?” “She tried. You won’t speak to her.” “I… I had no idea.” She covers her mouth. “Is she all right? Is she feeling well?” “She’s been having a difficult time with the pregnancy. Vampire pregnancies are risky, and I heard it’s the same for shifters.” Helena nods. “There’s a higher chance of miscarriages than for humans.”

I didn't even know how I was going to be a good mother to one and now I was going to have two. She chanted an inaudible spell and smoke began to rise gradually from the bowl. I was struck in awe as the smoke parted into two balls. One of them transformed into the shape of a crescent moon and dragon wings, the other transformed into the shape of vampire fangs and an archaic letter. "Normally, a pregnant vampire is due to have her child in five months but surprisingly, yours is different." Her voice cut me off. "Maybe because you're no longer a Vampire."

He did not stir, exhausted from the blood exchange and fucking, his face slack, his lips parted as he slept. Her stomach was as swollen with his blood as if she were round with his child, and she stroked her hand over it thoughtfully, frowning as she did so. Vampires did not procreate easily, but she was almost entirely sure that she was pregnant. She had been tired, needed to feed more frequently, and strong smells could send waves of nausea through her… Virulent bloody werewolves.

After my monthly visitor has yet to appear, I became worried that I might be pregnant. That was impossible right? I am a vampire, vampires can't give birth, but if it was possible for my mother maybe it was for me too. I mean think about it, my mother was a special breed of vampire, a Fecundi, with the special power to procreate, maybe I got some of her genes and let's not throw out the window that I am still a werewolf, which means I could defy nature and the vampire anatomy. I mean I haven't gotten any of the early symptoms of pregnancy but I would be lying if I said I didn't feel different these past few weeks. Krys was the only person I could confide in to be really sure.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode five🌹🌹 .. .. 💕King Damien’s POV 💕 .. .. I pulled her into my arms the minute we got to a secluded place. I can’t seem to get enough of her but there’s another thing that’s been bothering me. Once we mate,there’s a possibility that she might become pregnant, she’s human after all. I led her into the cave which was beautifully adorned with several flowers and ornaments.

Marisol’s eyes go to Cleo’s round belly, a sudden thought causing her to pause in her drinking. Marisol had studied humans to an obsession and knew that a human can hemorrhage and bleed out very quickly when pregnant with a normal human fetus, and that risk was nearly ten times more when a vampire fetus is concerned. She also remembered an old vampire wives' legend that states: for vampire couples that are having trouble having a Vampire can, by using the pure, innocent blood of a Dhampir to paint certain ancient symbols over their wombs and having both male and female drink that same Dhampir blood, conception was heightened to near guaranteed.

This is our last chance. - Yes. William still couldn't be sure whether Harvey was a vampire or not, so he could only focus his sights on Samson, who had been confirmed. Furthermore, based on Samson's diamond, William believes that Samson is the vampire cursed by the Sun God a thousand years ago in legend. That half-human, half-vampire bloodline would be more compatible with a human than pure noble vampire blood. William wants to shorten the time spent researching immortality to the minimum because his health has recently shown a clear downward trend despite taking medication.

The physician, who was still studying the images on the screen, nodded his head for this fact being correct. “I’m sure vampires have the same gestational timeframes. Most paranormal offspring mature in utero at a faster speed.” Dr. Scott finished writing down all the necessary measurements that were needed to verify the age of the babies. Emily shook her head frantically back and forth. “No…no…no. This can’t be happening like this. Are you saying that people like us have only one season-long pregnancy?” The three men all nodded their heads that this was how it happened in their world. “Why didn’t you tell me?” She picked up the tissue box that was sitting on the table beside her and threw it