Rapid Pregnancy Fiction Novels & Stories

After a long while, I slowly got into the car and drove to the hotel, arriving at the same time as the ambulance. Vicky looked weak, and her face was pale. As I laid my gaze on her, I couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Initially, I thought I had already let go of everything. Alas, my heart still had feelings for her. When I turned my head to the side, I noticed she had left her phone. So, I quickly made a break for it and put it in my bag before following the ambulance to the hospital. Just as I expected, the baby didn't make it. The doctor explained that the pregnancy hadn't been stable from the beginning, and the excessive intimacy had worsened the situation. As he spoke, he gave me a dis

the doctor said cryptically. Arnold wondered why the doctor had made such a weird suggestion but he followed it anyway. He turned off all the photonic screens of the room and blocked the radar’s access to it. “Is Sarah alright?” “Yeah, she is fine but you might go into shock when you hear the news. Come let’s sit down and talk about it.” “If she is fine why did she become unconscious? Isn’t it very rare for us to faint?” “Listen carefully….Sarah is pregnant….”

"Yeah... I guess. But he's not a complete wolf. I'm human, so..." "He's a hybrid," Callie said the words I was too scared to confess. "Yes." I nodded, relief flooding through me at finally saying it out loud to someone other than Braham. "His pregnancy wasn't like normal babies. His rapid growth started from the womb. He was born around five to six weeks earlier than the due date according to my calculations." "That must have been scary."

“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.

"And the pregnancy accelerates." The room was very quiet. "How much?" I said. "The ritual compresses the remaining time," he said. "Four months becomes two." I stared at him. "Two month?" I asked, looking confused "Two month?" he confirmed. I looked at the ceiling. Two month instead of four. Two month to prepare, to plan, to find a way to stop Konstantin before the birth gave him what he'd been building toward. Two month with the cult war already in motion and the bond about to pull three lives into something none of us could undo.

As if cutting me down could make him feel bigger. The fact is, I don't really mind the height, he is the one who always thinks of it. I sighed, suddenly losing all interest in the online shopping for the resort trip. Crawling into bed alone, I let the sounds of his FPS game fill the silence. Eventually, exhaustion took over, and I drifted off into sleep. A strange thought lingered in my mind. In my dream, I dreamed that I was wearing that sexy bathing suit, and I felt thirsty and horny.

(Third person Pov) As the days passed, Apung settled back into her life as a timawa. She found solace in her daily routines, enjoying the simple pleasures of life. However, one day, while she was going about her chores, she suddenly felt dizzy and fainted. Her cousin, who was nearby, rushed to her side to help her. As her cousin tried to revive her, she noticed that Apung's pulse was racing. She took a closer look and realized that Apung's pulse was not just fast, but also irregular. Her cousin's eyes widened as she made the connection - Apung was pregnant.

He was a handsome man with a strong jawline. "I've seen this. It's Rapid Sex Slave Breeding Slut Pregnancy Syndrome," Dr. Cartwright said. "Since she's a breeding slut, Mrs. Miller, she gestates her daughters far, far faster than a normal woman so her daughters can be raised to be breeding sluts." "Oh, wonderful," Mrs. Miller said. "So her daughter will grow rapidly." "Yes, she will mature to eighteen very rapidly with all the cognitive functions of a young woman her age," he said. "She'll be ready to be used as a breeding slut in a short amount of time."

Suddenly, a violent spasm ripped through her lower abdomen, radiating straight up her spine with the force of a blow. Elena let out a sharp gasp of pain, her knees completely buckling beneath her weight. She collapsed heavily into the deep snowbank, her hands instinctively curling over her rounded stomach. The sudden acceleration of her pregnancy was no longer a theoretical threat; it was a terrifying reality. The concentrated power of Marcus’s anchored Alpha aura from hours ago had acted like an irreversible catalyst, forcing the royal pup to mature at a supernatural speed. The intense physical stress of her escape, combined with the freezing temperature of the blizzard, had triggered her l

It was an addiction. In the space of one week, I have finished fifteen books. Each book is as large as Oxford dictionaries. I never knew I could read so fast, I truly have been starved of the fictional world. I started to fear that I may risk emptying the royal pantry. The more I read, the hungrier I got. Perhaps I had the pregnancy for that. Or maybe both. Who knows? Louis looked at me like I was some kind of strange creature, “have you even had a bath within the past week?”