Secret Pregnancy Romance Novels & Stories

My cheeks flush with his open display of affection and I swallow thickly nodding my head. "Go on then," He growls, slapping my ass. I stumble forward, looking over my shoulder and I catch a glimpse of his mouth curling into a lopsided smirk as he flicks me a wink that makes my panties wet. "You do realise that you could end up being very pregnant by the end of the night right?" Mercedes sings as she leads us towards the mansion. I choke on my saliva, patting my chest. "Pardon?" I croak being certain I heard her wrong.

As I reached for the packet of condoms beside the bed, Jonny stopped me. "Not tonight, sweetheart.” He told me, "Tonight I'm coming deep inside you. No more precautions, I'm going to get you pregnant, Eve. You're going to get my spunk every day, right up inside you until you're carrying my child." I opened my legs wider and he slid his cock in me, all the way up, the feeling of having him in me again made me gasp with the pleasure of it, he went deep and firmly held my hips while he watched the look on my face, he knew the long wait had made me desperate and that first thrust in me had taken away all the aching. He rolled me onto my back and slid my dress up to my hips. Then he fucked me. Ev

it's all continued that way for months, until the day I made him go drunk. I had gone intimate with Chris few weeks ago and I noticed that I wasn't feeling so well. I had to secretly see a doctor without letting anyone know about it. This was when I discovered that I was pregnant. Chris was from a normal home, not too rich but he was comfortable and good looking. On the other hand was my best friend's bethroned Blake, the only one who I had ever dreamed of having. His depressed state was the only best time to get him to sleep with me and that was when the idea on going drunk came in.

She would expect to give him total loyalty while he promised nothing in return of loyalty, or a future. With common sense and self-respect, she had to choose the proper position of a secretary and refuse the horizontal position of a mistress, but she hesitated. She had been Kelvin's secretary for a year, and had fallen in love with him for that time. If she chose the job, he would never allow her to have any closeness to him as she does now. As mistress, she was at least free to express her love in her own way, and the hours spent in his arms were like a talisman against a future without him. That future she will gradually have to face.

We all have secrets. The first real secret I ever had began when I was nine years old. I’m not talking about when someone tells you something and you keep it to yourself—it’s more like when you know something or have seen something that no one else has, and telling someone about it takes away from your pleasure, from your secret. Now, I’m not going to talk about my secret eleven years ago. I’m going to talk about my biggest secret of all time. Back when I was sixteen years old.

Little did she know that a lot has gone on within these three weeks I've known Professor Calvin. “I'm pregnant for him!” I said without thinking twice. It was so surprising how I trusted her so quickly. “But can you keep this a secret? You know he's my professor and should anyone hear, he'll be implicated and as the Alpha,” I raised the pitch of my voice pointing out a threat. “He'll come for you!” I leaned towards Eva. She shivered. I smirked. “I don't mean to threaten you but keep it a secret,” I uttered, keeping a serious face. Pulling the hand of my backpack, I strolled away as if I was walking alone. She had to double up her speed to follow me.

The silence stretched. "Who is she?" Brianna asked finally. My heart stopped. "What?" "Don't. I'm not stupid. You don't disappear to Miami for no reason. You don't blow up your campaign over something trivial. So who is she?" I could lie. Could make something up. Could protect her from the truth and myself from the fallout. But I was so tired of lies. "Her name is Serena. She used to work at Knight Enterprises. And she's pregnant." The silence this time was different. Heavier.

I come on his face, my thighs clamped around his head, moaning his title for the first time like the filthiest secret. Then he stands, rolls on a condom fast, and fucks me right there on the table. It's so deep, and passionate, his eyes locked on mine like a promise. We move to the bed later, slower, skin on skin, but the royal secret just turns everything hotter. Like we’re stealing something we both know we shouldn’t keep… and neither of us wants to stop.

he offered, his confidence not so evident anymore. I let out a shaky breath, my heart swelling with hope despite the nagging doubts that threatened to overwhelm me. It was a feeling that consumed me, intoxicating and terrifying all at once. "Maybe we can try that," I admitted, resting my head against his strong shoulder and allowing myself to drown in the warmth of his embrace. "We'll have to keep this a secret though," I pointed out. "Sarah would never understand it." "I know," he mumbled. I could hear the hint of frustration and disappointment in his tone, but none of us said anything else. We simply lay there in silence, our hearts beating in sync as we savored the fleeting moment of peac

They just lay together in his bed—her back to his chest, his arm wrapped protectively around her stomach. His hand rested over the spot where their baby grew. “I’ve got you both,” he murmured against her hair. Sienna closed her eyes, letting herself believe—for the first time—that maybe, just maybe, she wasn’t alone anymore. But in the quiet darkness, doubt still whispered. Because secrets this big never stayed buried forever. And the storm was coming.