Rapid Pregnancy Novels & Stories

“Your pregnancy will not follow the usual six to seven months. Based on the readings, it’ll be closer to five. Perhaps even less.” I blink. “Less?” He nods. “Your child’s growth rate is accelerated. Remarkably so. It’s rare, but not unheard of—your mother’s pregnancy was the same. You were born early too, strong and fully developed.” His eyes gleam with professional curiosity. “This little one is just following in your footsteps. Or perhaps… surpassing them.” I swallow hard, my gaze drifting down to my belly. My footsteps. My child. The words feel too heavy, too sacred to say aloud.

I rubbed my temples soothingly. "Mary is still a teenager and we know teenagers who are pregnant have a higher risk of getting high blood pressure, which is called the pregnancy induced hypertension. They also have a higher risk of preeclampsia. And this is a dangerous medical condition that can combine high blood pressure with excess protein in the urine." "It can disrupt the unborn baby's growth, which can lead to premature birth." "Is that all?" I asked, with an eyebrow asked.

“I can already sense the life growing inside me. It’s happening so fast.” Kael shifted slightly, careful not to jostle her, and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. “How fast?” “Accelerated,” she replied, eyes half-closed in concentration. “The ritual… the ley lines… our combined bloodlines. The child is developing at ten times the normal rate. I’d say… nine days until birth.” Damien’s cool fingers traced gentle circles over her glowing stomach. “Nine days,” he murmured, voice filled with wonder and quiet fear. “Then we’ll have the cure.”

Mira looked towards the door to ensure no one was eavesdropping and then spoke in almost a hushed tone. “It was just too quick,” she said. “Sable came back with she was pregnant not much over a month later. Maybe six weeks at most. And her stomach just expanded so fast. At this rate, the pregnancy isn’t normal.” My thoughts were racing, putting together bits I’d seen and not fully grasped. "How quickly?"

I replied, placing a hand instinctively on my stomach and gasped. Lance was instantly at my side. “What’s wrong?” “Look at my stomach,” I said, then pulled back the blanket. My stomach was protruding out from my hips in more than just a baby bump. I looked five months pregnant. I looked into Lance’s eyes, panicked. “Is this normal?” Lance nodded. “Dhampir pregnancies go much quicker than normal pregnancies.” “I’d say,” I said, running my hand across my hard stomach. “Well, if there was any doubt before, there’s definitely no doubt now. I’m glad that my appointment is tomorrow.”

, Valerie asks. “ What I mean is that during the course of this pregnancy, you have to take very good care of yourself and the baby and avoid as much stress as you can, from the results here you have pre-eclampsia and that is potentially dangerous for you and the baby, it is a potentially dangerous pregnancy complication characterised by high blood pressure. Pre-eclampsia usually begins after 20 weeks of pregnancy in a woman whose blood pressure had been normal. It can lead to serious, even fatal, complications for both mother and baby”.The doctor explained.

Very wet just by thinking of my mate. “...now you’re saying the baby was already there, making it worse?” “Probably,” Kate said, trying not to grin wider. She already knew. “As it is… shifter pregnancies heighten everything. It will heighten your emotions, sensations, and memories. You’re going to be a rollercoaster for nine months or less because their gestation can be faster.” “Faster?” I sat up straight. The hospital had just placed me under a contract. I was to begin work anytime from now. So…

"Of course, I will be there as well. Do not worry. Alright? I'll take care of you while you enjoy the party." "Really?" I kiss her temple. "Yes, you aren't sick, you are just a beautiful pregnant woman." She chuckled at what I said. "But let's not stress out okay? The doctor said to be careful. The baby isn't hanging well and—" she needed a lot of extra careful since her pregnancy isn't normal. Because she has been working and working back then, the chance of premature delivery is high on alert through a lot of stress and anxiety she suffered these past few months. So, every time we make love I take extra precautions. She's prone to danger.

"I'm only five months pregnant. I have four months left—" "I'm going to accelerate it," Belarie interrupted. "Force the pregnancy to completion in seven days instead of four months. It's called gestatio accelerata—accelerated gestation. I've been researching it for years. Forbidden magic combined with medical science. Dangerous. Excruciatingly painful. But possible." Annie's face went white. "You can't—that could kill the baby—" "The baby will be fine," Belarie said coldly. "He's strong. EmberBorn and werewolf blood. He'll survive the acceleration. You, on the other hand—" His smile was cruel. "You're going to wish you were dead."

“Whatever abilities are developing, they are accelerating at an abnormal rate.” My chest tightened. “Is that dangerous?” “I do not know. Luna-born pregnancies are rare. Data is limited. Combined with Rowan’s Alpha genetics, this is uncharted ground.” She zoomed in on the readings. “Your child is already generating energy comparable to some adult Luna-born women.” I stared at the screen though it meant little to me. “What does that mean for delivery?” “It means we must prepare for every possibility,” she said. “Accelerated growth. Abilities manifesting during labor. Magical surges. Even premature birth if stress levels spike.”