Romance Books About Unexpected Pregnancy Mga Nobela at Kwento

leaving Emily all to herself at the penthouse, She took care of a few marketing tasks for her new freelance job, answered emails, and hopped on some virtual meetings. Once she finished doing all her tasks for the day She decided to step outside for some fresh air, hoping to clear her mind from all the chaos that had unfolded lately She had thought this whole fake marriage would be simple—just a contract, nothing more. But it was starting to get complicated. And worse, she was beginning to feel something she shouldn’t for Liam. This wasn’t part of the plan. This wasn’t what she wanted. By evening, Emily had gotten back to the penthouse, she had a shower and decided to prepare for the dinner d

A familiar fragrance invaded her senses. “What can’t I know, Chloe?” “Ruan?” Her eyes fluttered as she tried to fight the dizziness clouding her vision. Ruan’s eyes landed on the object on the sink, and the word “pregnant” gleamed before him. “You’re pregnant?” Unease gripped him as he realized what was happening. Chloe didn’t have the chance to say a word. Darkness swallowed her thoughts, and she fainted in Ruan’s arms.

Xavier softly raised my chin to meet his gaze. “I’m staying here. No matter how much you try to reject me I’ll return." His tone was filled with a determination. My lips. For the first occasion I allowed his words to penetrate the barriers I had constructed. "I’m pregnant," I murmured more attempting to come to terms with it. Xavier nodded. "Yes." A faint smile showed relief, not enthusiasm. I shut my eyes. Then upon reopening them everything, around me had changed. A while afterward I perched on the beds edge allowing my body to acclimate to this unfamiliar situation. Xavier prepared chamomile tea for me mentioning it would soothe me.

THE END…Please note that this is only the end of Leo and Rue’s story and the beginning of Gianna and Grant’s story. NEXT BOOK: Accidentally Pregnant By My Step-Uncle

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The kids will be returning from school soon. Leyla and Vanessa : Yes, Rosie.. Nicholas : Okay, ladies. Let's go. They bid their fair well to Clifford and Rosita and then left to their various homes. Suddenly, Rosita sat quietly with her mind drifted afar. Clifford : hey.. Rosie, what's wrong? Rosita : It's about what happened yesterday at the family house. Clifford : Let's not talk about it dear. You know am not going to give in to my mum. More importantly, you are pregnant now and that settles everything. Don't be worried about this dear, it's not good for the baby's health.

ALISON Have you ever noticed that in romance novels, when the heroine starts puking in the morning, it's usually a glaring hint to the reader that she's pregnant? Seriously. And she's usually fairly clueless about it. She doesn't seem to pick up on the other physical clues. She's just going blithely about her life until she starts throwing up, and even then, she convinces herself that it's just a stomach bug. That's not at all how it happened to me.

Tears burned in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “Take me home.” The elevator stopped. The doors glitted. But Adrian didn't move. I wanted to pass him. That's when he grabbed my wrist. Not hard. But tight. I stared. His gaze glitted to my face. Then... back to my belly. This short look. I understood. “Oh, my God.” I ripped my hand off. “You really think I’m pregnant.” For the first time, Adrian seemed surprised that I had read his thoughts. He said nothing.

she said brightly, thrusting the books into my arms without so much as a warning. I staggered slightly under the weight, blinking at her. “What are these?” Jessica beamed, looking far too pleased with herself. “Books on pregnancy, of course! I want you to finish reading them all. There’s so much to learn about what’s best for the baby!” I stared at the stack, the titles screaming words like ‘prenatal nutrition’, ‘what to expect when you're expecting’, and ‘perfect parenting from day one’. Inwardly, I cried. Never mind. This place wasn’t heaven. It was hell.

I froze, my pulse racing, Grandma stepped closer, rolling pin raised. Lucy was probably texting me a million questions. And me? I was standing in my family’s café, pregnant with my enemy’s baby, with no idea what had happened next. All I knew was this felt like the start of a telenovela, and I wasn’t sure I was ready for the drama. It's really crazy.