Rapid Pregnancy Fiction Novels & Stories

Blake growls out while sniffing me. “But wait,” I protest, raising my hands in surrender. “I am pregnant, but it is an accident. I didn't think it was happening so soon.” “You're telling me a pregnancy is an accident?” Adrian snaps, narrowing his eyes at me. “Oh, baby, you're going to feel our wrath.” “Hold on, let me explain,” I plead. My heart is racing as I see the anger in my mates' eyes. “I didn't think it could happen so quickly. I am still on birth control pills.”

We sat and I felt Thorne's hand find mine, both of us bracing for whatever news was coming. "I've been monitoring your pregnancy closely," Raven began. "And I've noticed something that shouldn't be possible given normal wolf gestation periods." "What?" Thorne asked. "The baby is developing much faster than she should be. At two weeks, she should barely be visible through magical examination. But she's already developed to what I'd expect to see at six or seven weeks into a normal pregnancy." I felt my chest tighten. "Is that dangerous? Is something wrong with her?" "No, nothing's wrong. She's perfectly healthy. But if this accelerated growth continues..." Raven paused. "A normal wolf pregnan

she said slowly, dragging the words out, “you almost kissed a man you swear you are not in love with, your body leaned in first before your brain could object, your heart clearly signed the consent form, and your only defense is that lips did not meet.” I groaned and covered my face with a pillow. “You are twisting it.” “I am not twisting anything,” Sophia said, standing up and pacing the living room. “I am interpreting the facts loudly so your brain can hear them clearly.” “Lower your voice,” I hissed. “The neighbors do not need to know my business.” “No oo,” Sophia exclaimed dramatically. “I need to shout so your brain comes back home. You want to make another baby right? Because that is e

That's so far from the truth it's ridiculous, but I need my baby to understand she's safe. Rack is out in half the time it took me. I watch him stride to the Jeep. And oh man he can stride. He has the lethal walk of a predator. Add in bulging muscle and badass tats and Rack is extra yummy. Pregnancy has had another effect on me. I swear I've been horny since day one. I haven't had sex with anything other than my fingers in six months. I fight back a groan and must make some small distressed noise because Mr. Lethal gives me a quick look.

Ivy decided, "It's probably because she is under a lot of stress." "No, I'm not kidding. I will be honest with him. Ever since the beginning of this entire incident, I've been living in continuous fear of being discovered. I don't want to live this way any longer; I've lied more in a day than my whole life. I don't want to forfeit what little dignity I still possess." I said something. Well, the end is nearly here. Telling him that you miscarried at that time is all that is needed. Ultimately, your mom is "ill." You may claim that the baby's closure was caused by stress." It was Ivy.

‎ ‎Did not blink. ‎ ‎Did not speak. ‎ ‎The hallway felt colder. ‎ ‎“What did you say?” he asked slowly. ‎ ‎“I’m pregnant.” ‎ ‎The words sounded louder this time. ‎ ‎His jaw tightened. ‎ ‎“That’s impossible.” ‎ ‎Ava shook her head gently. ‎ ‎“It’s not.” ‎ ‎His eyes darkened. ‎ ‎The silence between them was no longer empty. ‎ ‎It was dangerous. ‎ ‎“We were careful,” he said firmly.

My head feels heavy, like it’s stuffed with cotton, and tiny stars dance across my vision as I push through the glass doors and step outside. The cold air hits my face, but it does nothing to calm the storm raging inside me, Pregnant. How can I be pregnant? No man has ever touched me, no one has ever even kissed me. And then it occurs to me that this was just the beginning, my stepmother will kill me when she finds out. To her, a pregnancy isn’t just a scandal to our family, It’s another mouth to feed, another stain on her perfect family image. And I am already the stain she tolerates the least.

Leaping down the stairs three steps at a time, I bolted for my car, started it up, and sped off, leaving her far behind. As I turned the corner, I glanced back and saw her rushing out after me. It was genuinely terrifying. Fortunately, I had left early that day. I arrived at work in time to sit and enjoy a calm breakfast. My coworkers joked and said, "Cindy, you're early today!" "Trying to climb the corporate ladder now?" I sighed heavily. "Don't even ask. I've been targeted by a pregnant woman! She nearly scared me to death!" Their curiosity was piqued, and they all gathered around. "What happened? Spill!"

“I wish I were there! Girl, you are evil for this.” “Not evil. Strategic,” I corrected, grinning as I leaned back. “Lyra thought she could just walk back into his life like nothing happened. I gave that man-years. I gave him everything. And then she shows up, and suddenly, he’s all healed and faithful? Nah.” Ria laughed again. “But girl… a fake pregnancy? You went all out.” “Please. It’s not fake. Just… suggested. A sonogram is easy to fake when you know the right people. Besides, I’ve got Antonio backing me up.”

Those words stayed inside her head long after she returned upstairs. --- Rain tapped softly against the bedroom windows as Elena lay awake staring at the ceiling. The room was beautiful. Massive bed. Soft lighting. Silk sheets. Yet somehow she had never felt more alone. Her hand drifted slowly toward her stomach again. Still no visible bump. Still no movement. Yet everything in her life had already changed because of the tiny life growing inside her. Tears burned unexpectedly behind her eyes. Not from sadness this time. From fear. Because deep down— She knew Sophia was right. She didn’t know Damien Blackwood at all. All she knew was that he was powerful enough to control entire rooms with a