Rejected But Pregnant Mga Nobela at Kwento

I had even resorted to picking up another gig as a stripper in a different club, but the pay was nowhere near what I had made at Deluxe, and I was barely scraping by. Ana was pretty much the only person I had in this world, and it was her idea to take the pregnancy test. I had resisted at first, clinging to denial, partly out of fear and partly because I was still reeling from Alpha Killian's rejection. Just once, I wished I could change my circumstances. I had cried until I had no more tears left, but eventually, I had picked myself up and tried to move forward. Which is precisely why I couldn't—shouldn't—be pregnant. Ana must have been standing outside the bathroom because she burst in at

But one never knows. "So you are telling me you are pregnant and will fight my father. I do not believe so. I will not allow this. If my father wants to challenge anybody, he can challenge me. I am not going to allow him to challenge my pregnant mate. I do not care what you say or do. I only know that I will not let you or my baby be in danger. It is my child, and you must remember that I also have a say in our child's life. I know you can fight him, and I know you can challenge him, and I know you can kill him. I don't feel it is fair to word our child to put him in danger when he is not even born yet. Our child deserve a chance in real life. If my father wants to challenge anybody, you can

She is staring at me with those wide doe-eyes, her pretty features drawn and cold. “You’re pregnant?” The shock is plain in her voice. “Yes.” I answer soberly, “But Bastien doesn’t know, and I’m not going to tell him.” I promise. “You have my word that I will be leaving Elysium after the rejection ceremony. As long as you keep my secret, we will be out of your life for good.” “I don’t understand,” Arabella shakes her head. “Why aren’t you telling him? He would never leave you if he knew.”

"My family had already been warning me throughout the relationship, concerned about exactly the kind of behavior that eventually drove me away entirely." "She told me you abandoned her while she was pregnant," Nadia said quietly. "That you knew about me and simply chose not to be involved." "That's not true," Marcus said, genuine pain evident in his voice. "I had no idea you existed, Nadia. If she was pregnant when we separated, she never told me. I promise you, if I'd known, everything about the past twenty-three years would have looked considerably different." Nadia sat with that, processing it slowly, and I watched her expression shift through several complicated emotions—disbelief, cauti

I decided to tell him my story, for him to decide if he would accept me or not. “So, you mean you're pregnant for your ex?” His question brought me back from my thoughts. “Yes.” I nodded, playing with my fingers as I waited for his rejection. “Paige,” he called, but I didn't dare to look at his face. “Look at me, Paige,” he commanded, and I raised my head to look at him. “Just because you're pregnant with someone else's baby doesn't mean I'll reject you. I'm not happy about it, no doubt, but I won't reject you.” He said as he cupped my face with his hands.

She apologized and quickly went away, Serefina suspected something had been off with her sister, so she secretly followed her to find out what. “Of my gosh!! This can't be happening.." Georgia muttered in fear as she looked at the results from the strip. She was pregnant!! Georgia felt like the world was crashing down around her. She was only 18, she wasn't ready for this. She had so many plans, and so many dreams for her future. How could she raise a child? She didn't have the means to take care of herself, let alone a baby. And what would her family say? She could imagine the looks of disappointment and disapproval on their faces. She knew that her sister Serefina would be especially cruel

“I even have some news.” Cassie’s coronary heart raced. “What is it?” “You’re pregnant.” The word hung in the air, a heavy weight that crashed down on her. “What? That can’t be right.” The physician gestured for Cassie to sit down once more, her expression serious. “I’m afraid it is. I can run greater checks in case you’d like, however the consequences are clean.” Cassie’s thoughts raced, thoughts colliding in a chaotic hurricane. How could this happen?

"I already know everything, Leon. I know you and Isabella. And I know you want me to leave. So, here’s me coming up with a way out," Leon stood up, looking at me with eyes full of anger. "You can’t do this to me, Ariane. I won’t sign anything!’ I shook my head, feeling a little sorry for him. "Leon, I’m not doing this just for myself. I’m doing it for our children." Once again, I saw the confusion "Children?" "I’m pregnant," I said, my voice shaking, but still firm. "I’m carrying twins, and I won’t let them grow up in a household filled with lies and betrayal."

“No, she would have been admitted on bedrest, she’s healthy, what other reasons?” it was something else. why would she not want to donate unless..." Adam turned to me, his eyes lit up “She’s pregnant!” we both cried in unison.

She nods, “I hear you moaning in your sleep every night. If the whole pack doesn't know then at least some know. What everyone knows though is that a pregnant woman needs someone to help her go through this time.” ”Some have gone through it successfully. I won’t be the first or the last.” Mor sighs, “I’m already tired of talking to you. So let’s get this straight. Bryce got rejected by his mate two weeks ago and now you want him to give up a scholarship, the opportunity of a lifetime, because he got rejected?” I shake my head. That’s not what I want to happen but it’s something I did think about. Since I've confirmed Mor knows about his rejection now I can ask, “Who rejected him? Who was his