Sakura Pregnant Novels & Stories

Betty grinned. Georgina stared at her for a long moment, then said, "So what's the plan now?" Betty smiled, playing with a strand of her hair. "I'm going to get pregnant for Pierce." Georgina sat up. "Excuse me?" "You heard me. If Camille can do it, so can I. Once I'm carrying his child, he'll see I'm the only woman for him." "You really think that's how love works?" Georgina frowned. "If he didn't love you before, pregnancy won't change that."

I broke ties with my family without a second thought, convinced that my choices were noble and true. To this day, Scott still believed I was an orphan, that I had no parents, no one waiting for me. I had stayed with him through everything. Helped him climb out of debt, piece by piece. Watched him rise from nothing. I had been there when he had no one. And now that he stood tall as the admired CEO of the company, I had become nothing more than a burden to discard. "Mom… I'm pregnant." There was a loud crashing sound on the other end—she must have dropped the phone.

100 labor-suppressant injections were stabbed viciously into my body. Already suffering from contractions, I could no longer tell if I was in the mortal realm or hell itself. A wave of heat hit my face, jolting me back to consciousness. Just before the sauna door closed, I crawled toward my husband, Timothy Langford, and grabbed the hem of his pants, trying to stir some paternal love for our child in him. "I really never did anything to harm the baby in Natalie's belly. Please believe me…"

"P-Pregnant?" Elena repeated Elizabeth's question, her voice trembling with nervous uncertainty. "Yes, darling. I have a strong feeling that you are carrying a child," Lady Elizabeth replied. Her warm fingers remained dedicated to gently massaging the nape of Elena's neck, while her eyes sparkled with a sudden, overwhelming surge of hope. "Is your cycle delayed this month?" Elena swallowed hard, exerting every ounce of her strength to suppress the panic that suddenly assaulted her. "M-Mother... my monthly cycle is not delayed at all," Elena answered, her voice slightly raspy from the bout of nausea that had just plagued her.

"That she'll be okay. That being terrified is normal. That her mother survived and so will she." I kissed him. "When did you get so wise?" "Around kid number three. Or maybe grandkid number one. I'll let you know." --- Luna and Marcus's apartment was in Brooklyn. Small. Expensive. Very them. Luna answered the door in pajamas, hair in a messy bun, eyes red. "I look terrible." "You look pregnant. There's a difference." "How can I look pregnant? I'm only like... five weeks!" "Emotional pregnancy shows immediately."

All of them read the same thing. Positive. She was pregnant. Pregnant for the man who bought her. Pregnant for her boss. Pregnant for her husband in name only— Who swore nothing between them would ever change. She clutched the counter, knuckles white. What would he say? What would he do? ⸻ Later that night, Lucas returned home from a late meeting. He found her waiting in the living room, holding the test in her hands. He glanced at it. Then at her. His face was unreadable.

I brought the Sonogram to the doctor, who informed me I was two months pregnant and recommended registering for antenatal care. Knowing that success required employment, I persisted and finally secured a job as a bartender. A month later, at three months pregnant, my boss promptly fired me, citing that he didn't want a pregnant woman working for him. Despite my efforts to find employment elsewhere, the stigma against hiring a pregnant woman persisted. Werewolf pregnancies varied in duration based on rank, with Alphas having the shortest at four months and regular wolves the longest at seven to eight months. Nicklaus, being an Alpha, meant I had limited time remaining.

I don't know if she is suffering from sickness and I urge her to see a doctor I touch her temperature and is damn hot I wake her up Sir Alex,she said Sorry I wake you up,you need to go home and rest I said and she didn't argue That's means the sickness is really suffering her I felt like crying seeing her in that condition She looks pale She left the office with my driver Jennie, I don't know what's wrong with me Am thinking as if am pregnant so today I decided to go to the hospital After hour of waiting The doctor called me Congratulations madam,you are one month gone He said and I became confused I don't understand I said I mean you are one month pregnant He repeated and his words keep on

My boyfriend, Nathan Bardot, stared at me in disbelief. “I’m asking about the baby in your belly! What’s going on? “I’ve been gone for ten months. If you got pregnant the moment I left, you should have already given birth by now. Explain yourself! What’s really going on?” He grabbed my wrist tightly. I felt a sharp pain and tried to pull away. His face darkened, and he tightened his grip. I got annoyed and snapped, “Are you crazy? I’m pregnant! What’s there to explain?”

Luna… whatever it is, you can tell me. I’m here for you.”Tears slipped down Luna’s cheeks before she could stop them. “I’m pregnant, Kira.”The room went silent. Kira’s eyes widened as she stared at Luna in shock. “You’re… what?”“I’m pregnant,” Luna repeated, her voice breaking.Kira sank onto the couch, her mouth still open. “Oh my God.” She looked up at Luna. “Who—who’s the father? Is it someone I know?”Luna shook her head, sitting down beside her. “No. You don’t know him. I barely know him.”Kira frowned. “What do you mean?”“It was just one night,” Luna admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “We met at that club a couple of months ago. He… he was different, Kira. I can’t explain it, but