Remarried Empress Navier Pregnant Novels & Stories

He bellowed, cutting me off sharply. I went quiet instantly, retracing my steps slowly until I was away from him. Back in the room, I sat on the bed contemplating what could have happened. Desperate for answers, I charged to the iPad and searched "Navy Leonardo latest news," I was surprised by the number of articles that flooded the screen. They were all ridiculous, "Navy Leonardo breaks the heart of millions of girls around the world as he chooses a wife..." What the hell?! I cursed. "He didn't choose a wife, he got married!" I fumed. There were more of such articles and seeing them just triggered more anger.

Carrie heard that Serenity was pregnant. There was no announcement made by the Yorks, but everyone guessed that Serenity was pregnant as she had not taken a sip of alcohol at her wedding. That woman was lucky. Carrie was going crazy with envy. After her release, Carrie heard from her aunts that Serenity had not gotten pregnant despite already being married for some time. Most people speculated that she was infertile. It must have not been easy for Serenity to get pregnant. She would feel utterly satisfied if she could think of a way to make Serenity miscarry.

She was supposed to be Empress, and she was Liam's real Mate! While at the same time, the Emperor cursed loudly in front of everyone. “That lowly whore! Even though she is Master's mate, why couldn't she consider the fact that Master is already married?!” Throughout the Emperor's steps, his body covered in bloody cuts from the incident earlier, he gave strict orders to forbid Cecilia Morganite from approaching the palace. He was also preparing to expel the woman from the capital as soon as possible. What woman would be willing to throw herself at a married man? Moreover, Liam's wife was pregnant with his child! Even though Cecilia was Liam's mate, how could she throw away her honor and digni

Everyone paid homage to the newest member of the royal family. Supreme Kaigan and Queen Kiarana were overjoyed to witness their beautiful grandchild. Her chestnut curls were tightly coiled, with long eyelashes and vividly red lips. Her straight nose suited her heart-shaped face. Lovera glanced at her friend Meryam, who was currently pregnant. Meryam had stopped working at the palace for some time after marrying a soldier named Oracio. “I want to be one of the first to see your child, Meryam. In just two months, you’ll be giving birth,” Lovera said with excitement in her voice.

"Of course. I just want to ensure everyone's prepared. Your current wife, for instance—has she been part of these discussions?" "My current wife is aware of my plans." "But she's not involved in the process?" Emma interrupted smoothly. "Olivia's role is temporary. This baby will be Damien's true heir, from his real marriage. There's no need to complicate things by involving her." Dr. Chen's expression shifted slightly, professional mask slipping. "I see. Well, the legal contracts will need to specify custody arrangements and parental rights. Since you're legally married to someone else, there may be complications—"

He didn't even recognize me. When he started to look closer, Evelyn quickly blocked his view. "Babe, this shameless woman keeps saying she's your wife!" Then, she pouted and cried harder. "I'm only thinking about your reputation." Adrian wiped her tears with tender care. "Don't get upset. People like her aren't worth it. You're pregnant, remember? You wanted that painting from the House of Wexley, right? I'll get it for you. Be good." His words humiliated me. I never imagined that after just three years abroad, Adrian would already have an illegitimate child.

For thirty years, she endured the whispers that mocked her barrenness, her womb a silent reproach in a world that valued lineage above all. Then, a miracle—twins, Nero and Natasha—born to her after years of despair. They should have been her salvation, her triumph. But on the day of their birth, the truth shattered her: Magnus, her husband, had a secret second wife, Patricia, heiress of the Gregory Royal Family.

Emporer Storm Olympus POV I'm in my office finishing up the last of tonight's paperwork before dinner when I get a knock on the door. "Come in," I say. Lady Venus Hermia, a descendant of Hermes and the lady in waiting in charge of messages for my wife, enters my room and curtsies to me. "Your Majesty, Her Majesty was just examined by the doctor after throwing up, and the doctor says she's about four weeks pregnant," she says I light up in joy because I can finally have a child. "Have the Royal Prophets been called to do the reading to see what gender the child will be?" I ask

While Ariel didn't dare to touch Bellamy at the moment, Abigail remained holding Emre's hand. "I know the truth. But I think you need to know that I am not in the competition anymore. You can have Genevieve for yourself, as I have a mate who is with my child now," Emre's voice softened, almost pleading with Bellamy not to drag his mother into it. However, in the same sentence, he dragged me through the mud. His comment went straight to Ariel's ears, who gasped and covered her mouth at the news of Abigail being pregnant.

Sophia was also busy, seizing every opportunity to meet eligible bachelors. Sophia's style today was right. She gave off the first impression of a gentle and noble rich girl. So many young men were willing to talk to her, some even offering her champagne. Never mind, she would wait quietly for the show to unfold. "Alright," Emily smiled, "But Mr. Norman, I'm pregnant, so I might walk slowly. Please don't mind." Bryden's expression instantly stiffened, "You're pregnant? You're married?" "Yes," Emily said calmly, "I've been married, and I'm divorced."