Romance Novel With Pregnancy Novels & Stories

Sasha asked. “Roland is a very wicked man. He doesn't love me, and yet, he got me pregnant!” She snapped. “No, babe, I love you so much. I love our unborn child too. It's just that I gave you what you wanted, and you demanded for another one.” Roland explained. Sasha knew this was one of the pregnancy mood swings, and she pitied Roland because Annabel was one problematic woman.

Alexander King froze for a moment, his sharp eyes locked on me. “I…” he started, then stopped. His jaw tightened as he ran a hand through his hair. At this point I thought that was the end My heart pounded. Was he angry? Shocked? Disappointed? “I need to make sure I understand this correctly,” he said slowly. “You’re saying… six weeks ago, we… and now… you’re pregnant?” “Yes,” I whispered. “I didn’t plan it. I… I didn’t know how to tell you.” At this point my heart was racing, I felt my world has crumbling right into my face

A few weeks had passed since where we left of, meaning Patricia was already months into her pregnancy and since her stomach already began to come out, she'd spent most of her days indoors with Elena. She sauntered towards her front door, looking through her peep-hole and then her lips slowly parted. She hefted the handle and pulled the door apart to face her—"Father!" Came a surprising tone in her voice and Elena walked into the living room, abandoning her kitchen mittens to embrace her husband. With his arms around her, Gregory didn't hide the disappointment in his eyes the moment he saw his plump daughter with her hands atop her stomach.

The fire within me burned brighter than ever, a fierce determination to reclaim my freedom and ensure a better future for both myself and the child growing within me. Despite the uncertainty that surrounded me, a newfound sense of purpose surged within my veins. The pregnancy, though unexpected, had given me a reason to fight, a reason to persevere against the odds. Each day brought with it a renewed determination to protect my child and reunite with Roman, the love of my life.

Marianne, her radiant glow juxtaposed against the delicate hues of dawn, took careful steps while Felix walked by her side. "How are you feeling?" Felix inquired, his eyes filled with concern and love. Marianne offered a tired but genuine smile. "I don't know, Felix. It's a mix of everything. But I can't wait to meet our little one." The journey had indeed been challenging for Marianne. The sleepless nights, the physical changes, and the emotional roller coaster were all part of the intricate tapestry of her pregnancy. Felix, ever the supportive partner, had been there every step of the way, offering comfort, understanding, and a steady presence.

Pregnant. With Louis’s baby. I stumbled out of the clinic, barely feeling my feet against the pavement. This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be happening. Louis was marrying Vivienne. He had already made his choice. And now… now I was carrying his child. I thought of the Monte family,their ruthless world, their cold, calculated decisions. My child would never be anything more than a pawn to them. A mistake. Tears burned my eyes as I pressed a hand over my stomach.

"You looked much better last night." "You’re flirting with me," I accused. "Yes," he murmured. "You now have got my interest, beautiful lady." My legs wobbled. Grayson caught me, his hands firm on my waist. "You can’t," I breathed. "I’m married, I can not betray Jimmy!" His expression darkened. "Him?" He scoffed, stepping back. "Think about it, Lilith. I’ll be waiting for your answer." With that, he turned and walked away.

Move in with him. Us. Said yes. “Wait.” My voice cracked. “Are you saying… you’re getting married?” She finally looked at me. And didn’t deny it. Didn’t flinch. Didn’t even blink. “I’ve sacrificed a lot for your father,” she continued, her tone matter-of-fact, like this wasn’t betrayal, just math. “My business. My heart. Our house. Even your future, just to survive in this cabin. It’s enough, Riley. I want to live again. I deserve that.”

“I read about it in a book, and I thought it might work well because of your baby bump.” “What book was that?” I ask “The Kama Sutra for Pregnant People?” He laughs. “No, it was called, How to Make Love When Your Woman is Prego,” he explains. I wonder if he would mind sharing the book with the other Alphas. As far as I can tell, none of the Alphas seem to have a problem sharing, which works in my favor. Reece holds me close, and I feel sleepiness descending upon me. Any more, sleeping, eating, and having sex are about all I do. I wish my life was more exciting, especially since I know everything will change so drastically once the babies are born.

“I was bored. The silence is driving me crazy.” “You’re not supposed to be climbing stairs, let alone carrying a whole damn library,” she muttered, picking up the top book and flipping through it with dramatic disapproval. “Seriously? History of the Lunar Clans? You’re such a nerd.” I rolled my eyes. “I’m pregnant, Vi. Not made of glass.” She snapped the book shut. “You’re carrying the Alpha’s heir. The first three months are risky, and your fetus is already weak. Don’t make it worse.”