Pregnant Zelda Novels & Stories

Lisa, clutching her belly, began shouting. "You can't treat a pregnant woman like this! This is outrageous, and you're doing it on camera!" I laughed coldly. "Since when does being pregnant put you above the law?" Then, I turned to the reporter. "And as for you, which company are you from? I'll hold you accountable as well. "I've recorded everything today. Get ready. I won't settle this quietly! "Camilla Diaz, right? Let's see how you fare!" My outburst startled Lisa so much that she forgot to keep up her act.

Cedric chuckled. I was shocked when I saw Penn being dragged in the room. He was struggling and yelling. “Let me go, you vile monsters!” “Beta Penn.” I stated. “What on earth are you doing here?” His eyes widened when he saw me. “I came to save you...Zelda, you’re pregnant. What did he do to you?” “He’s given me everything I’ve ever wanted.” I smiled. “I’m an Aleni, a ruler, a wife and soon I will be a mother to the most powerful being Uquix has ever seen. I’ve never been happier.”

“It’s… positive.” Zelda sat on the edge of the bathtub, her hands unconsciously moving to rest on her stomach. A shiver ran through her as the realization sank in, she was carrying a life inside her, a part of James. Tears pricked at her eyes, and she let them fall, a mixture of joy, fear, and heartbreak flooding her all at once.

There is a larger gathering outside, seeing all the different species come together for a celebration like this was a good feeling, I could see the excitement on all their faces as Zelda waved to them all her bright smile lighting up her face. ‘Careful this is a long journey your wear yourself out,’ I state although it seems she was determined to ignore me. she carried on waving like there was no tomorrow. I looked down at her, the bump of our child was showing making her look even sexier than I would have thought.

Numbers and terms that suddenly felt like they were defining my entire future. “We’ll need to monitor you closely,” she added. “Start supplements immediately. Reduce stress as much as possible. And when you’re ready, we’ll do the ultrasound to confirm gestational age.” When I stood up, my legs felt unsteady. I nodded through the rest of what she said, thanked her without really meaning it, and somehow made it out of the office. Zane was still waiting when I stepped outside. I didn’t tell him anything. I just got back into the car, my hands trembling in my lap, my mind racing in one overwhelming direction:

She had put it all together. I had always known this day would come. I just thought I’d have more time. --- The memory slammed into me without warning. I was twenty again, standing in my tiny bathroom on an ordinary Tuesday morning, the tile cold under my bare feet. I held the pregnancy test I’d taken three times because the first two felt too big to be real. Three lines. Same answer every time. What hit me first wasn’t fear. Fear came later, slow and vicious. First came this bright, overwhelming rush of joy that made my hands shake and my throat tighten.

Jace replied, “You still don't get it, do you?” She asked, clearly irritated by his cluelessness. “If you make it a lot clearer,” Jace replied cautiously, “then I guess I would understand what you’re talking about, or whatever story you’re trying to create” “Story Jace?” Her sudden outburst left him, both confused and shocked. “I am pregnant with your child, Jace!” “What?” “Yes, you heard me right.”

“For now, I need to inform my mother and make necessary preparations. I’ll see you later then.” He didn’t wait for a response from her before turning away from her to leave the room. The door closed behind her and just like that, she was all alone again. For a moment, nothing happened. Then all of a sudden, Eliza felt her vision blur. A sharp breath escaped her as her hands trembled slightly before moving to her stomach. Pregnant. She let out a broken sound, her body folding in on itself as the weight of everything came crashing down at once.

I breathe heavily as he pins me to the wall, his hands wrapped tight around my throat I could barely breathe. ‘You hear me, Sera? I found you first. I noticed you first! I fell for you first. No one else, I mean, no one should put their hands on you, because if they do, I swear to God, Sera, I'll fucking break their arms and legs and serve it to you to eat!’ He growls. Seraphina Puckett is the perfect definition of trauma. A walking trauma. She tries to navigate her life, trying to bring in sunshine but as the world is determined to make it rain on her, what does she do? Does she get beaten in the rain or walk through it? When her abusive father gets out of prison and is out t

She just welcomed me into her home like I was her own daughter. "The air is good for him today, Naomi," Clara said, pointing to the small garden. I walked outside, moving slowly. My belly was very large now. I was eight months pregnant. The "Sarah" I used to be was gone. Here, I was just Naomi. A woman waiting for her child. I sat on a wooden bench and looked out at the valley. It was so green and peaceful. I had spent the last few months learning how to be still. I didn't look at the news. I didn't have a phone. Martha had made sure that we were completely hidden.