Rapid Pregnancy Fiction Novels & Stories

he whispered, and she found herself smiling, her eyes filling with tears of joy as he caressed her tummy with one hand, his fingers from the other slipping between her labia to caress and massage her clitoris. “You’re amazing,” he said, and she could tell he was smiling. “You’re already wet and I’ve barely touched you.” “Anticipation does a lot to a girl’s libido,” she teased him. “The internet said most women have unusual sexual fantasies during pregnancy.” “Is that why I wanted you so badly at my grandparents’ house?”

She didn’t know where this conversation was headed, nor could she guess. “I read that a pregnant woman’s desire tends to increase from the end of the first trimester through the second trimester. Hormones, of course.” Gia immediately shook her head in panic. That mischievous smile—so that’s what it meant. Internally, she cursed whoever wrote that article. The fact was undeniably actual, and Gia knew it. But it was a fact that someone like Raven should never have learned. “Ah... that pretty little head shake only confirms the article’s accuracy.”

His eyes lit up excitedly. "I swear." Aunt Valentina then told the dark past of Luciano's mother. According to Aunt Valentina's story, Luciano's mother was a servant in Romano’s house. She was involved in an illicit relationship with the Romano family only son. When they knew that she was pregnant, she was expelled from the city of Rome. "Your dad didn't even know that your mother was pregnant. Your mother didn't have time to say anything when she left." "Why, Auntie? Why did my mother just leave like that?"

I'll marry him, do sex with him and once he's back to his normal self I'll leave him just like you wanted to. Dear, your aunt never asked you for anything but today she's begging you with folded hands to save your marriage with King Alpha. I hope it's not too big to ask for, is it? "Aunt... Are you really telling the truth? Am I pregnant? How's it possible? I no longer understand a thing. Today I'm pregnant and tomorrow I'm not! Today the baby is in my womb and tomorrow it's not. What's going on Aunt?" "What more can I say.

Adrian spat coldly as he got out of the car. Ria opened the car and also got off. She followed behind Adrian who walked in fast strides towards the hospital entrance. "Can you please slow down, I'm pregnant you know," Ria said admidst quick breath. "I believe you're walking with your legs not your stomach Ria," Adrian said, not looking back nor slowing down. He wasn't going to go easy on her anymore. She's the kind who seduces men. She already had the cold indifferent Antonio wrapped around her sly fingers. What else can't she do?

Couldn’t look at the doctor. My hands were cold, my stomach twisting, my mind already spinning in every direction at once. Pregnant. Me. And no matter how impossible it sounded… it was happening. The doctor cleared his throat, breaking the heavy silence. “There’s something else you should know,” he said carefully. Lena’s eyes snapped back to him. “Something else?” “Yes.” He glanced at the file again, flipping a page as though double‑checking. “From the scans, the pregnancy is… developing at an accelerated rate. Far faster than what we’d expect in a typical human gestation.”

I stare at the two red lines on the white strip I hold between my fingers. A smile spreads across my face as a wave of euphoria rushes through me. I blink, happiness swelling within me, thinking of Richard and how thrilled he’ll be to learn that today, we’re making one of our biggest dreams come true. I’m pregnant. Pregnant with the man I love, who loves me back. Pregnant with a child who, I’m certain, will be the most loved in the entire world.

The only sound was the hum of the machine and the frantic thumping of my own heart. "Well," the doctor said, turning the screen toward me. "You’re definitely pregnant. About five weeks." I stared at the screen. At the tiny, flickering dot that was going to change the world. "Is it... is it healthy?" I asked. "So far, yes. But your blood pressure is very high. You need to avoid stress, Sarah. Whatever is going on in your life, you need to find a way to stay calm." I laughed, a dry, bitter sound.

Something was happening with the pregnancy that was not ordinary. A wolf child is growing faster than it should. In the old texts—the ones Illara kept in the back room, the ones she thought no one else read—there were accounts. Children born of certain bloodlines who accelerated. Who arrived in the world already half-made in ways that drew things to them: attention, power, and danger. I had read those accounts three times in the past week. Rayan found me at the supply ledger after supper. He had that look he wore when he had been turning something over for hours and had finally reached a conclusion he didn't like. I set the ledger aside and waited.

That is the short story of the romantic novel she had heard during her life in Indonesia. 'Bastard! I've never done those terrible things! I've never slept with anyone other than Hayden, my husband! But why is my baby have not the royal family’s blood? Crazy… this is all crazy… this world really just sided with the plot of that damn novel! My ten years of hard work so that I don't have the same fate as the villainess Fuschia in the novel, turns out to be in vain.' Fuschia sobbed as the guards pushed her roughly into the narrow old wooden wagon while clutching her baby tightly.