Shane Dawson Pregnant Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Get out of here! I don’t want to see you! I never want to see you again!” Shane’s furious expression made Yelena take a step back. Tears filled her eyes. Her lips trembled as she forced out a secret that left everyone stunned. “Shane… I’m pregnant. I’m carrying your child.” Shane immediately denied it. “That’s impossible! Nothing ever happened between us! How could you be carrying my child?”

As he straightened up I saw Lily’s smile and knew she saw the ring. “Scarlett has agreed to officially become my wife.” He said with glee. There were claps but Jamie said out loud. “It was kind of like you already were bro.” This got everyone including us to erupt into laughter. After the laughs had died down he stood and walked to Shane and hugged him congratulating him quietly. I cleared my throat, “That isn’t the only news we have.” I started, mom already smiling brightly back at me. I swallowed and continued. “Shane and I are pregnant.” Everyone cheered and came to hug both of us. I got stomach rubs and Shane got handshakes.

“That’s lovely. Are we going to get breakfast or are you going to stand there being sentimental all day long?” I snorted. “What do you want for breakfast?” I shrugged. “I’ve had a little something this morning already. But I won’t mind some eggs and bacon.” He nodded as he pulled out his phone to call the kitchen. * As we sat to eat, Shane immediately reached over and stole a piece of bacon from my plate. “Oh come on, Shane.” “You have four more.” “I’m five months pregnant. I’m eating for two.” “Well I’m a growing man,” He replied with a cheeky smile as he took a bite without any guilt. “We both have problems.”

“Pregnant?” I nodded, squeezing her hand. “Yeah. The doctor just told me. That’s why you’ve been feeling so weird lately.” She stared at me, her hand instinctively moving to her stomach. “I’m... I’m pregnant?” She looked down, a mixture of emotions flashing across her face—joy, fear, disbelief. I sat on the edge of the bed, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. “We’re going to have a baby, Dawn.” Her eyes widened, “But... we need to figure out who’s behind this. Whoever tried to poison me didn’t just target me; they were after our baby, too.” She said sadly.

Without his help, we’d have lost even more good people. But there have been bright spots too. Chloe’s pregnancy announcement shocked us all—herself included. Turns out, her OB-GYN’s assurance that she’d be unlikely to conceive immediately after stopping birth control was wrong. Sev and Casen are practically floating, proud and ecstatic that they’ll soon have pups. Funny enough, Kesha’s pregnant too. I don’t believe in coincidences anymore, not since meeting Arya. Kesha and Chloe spent their whole lives together—it makes sense their pups would continue the tradition. Honestly, part of me hopes they give birth on the same day. It would only be right.

“Talk to me.” Ashley took a slow breath. “I didn’t want to add to what you’re dealing with,” she said. Danae squeezed her hand. “You’re not. Just tell me.” Ashley swallowed. Her voice came out low. “Danae… I’m pregnant.”

Heather grumbled unhappily, “Will Harris, are you a man? How can you let your wife starve? Besides, I’m pregnant.” In the past, I would always make sure there was food on the table when she arrived home. This time, I snorted. “Yes, you’re pregnant. You’re pregnant with Brandon’s child.” Heather did not know what to say. After a while, she slowly spoke in a soft voice. “Will, Brandon doesn’t have long to live. His only wish is to have a child so that his family line will continue. Don’t worry. His parents are going to care for the child after I give birth. It won’t affect our relationship.”

“Three weeks before you told Sebastian you were pregnant.” Everything in the room went completely still. My mother. The woman who had saved every one of those thirty-one letters in a shoebox, went to her grave without ever saying a single word about any of this. “Naomi.” Ethan sounded far away. “Are you still there?” I was here, I just didn’t have anything left to say.

Relieved that my hair wasn't a mess, I focused on her as I waited for her reply. “I'm pregnant,” Natalia announced, and it felt as though a bomb exploded in front of me. She was pregnant. There was only one man that came to mind when I thought of the father of the growing life in her womb: Grey Bradford. Clenching my fists into tight balls, I swallowed the lump in my throat and ignored the searing pain in my heart. With all the strength I could muster, I summoned a bright smile on my lips, shielding the pain with a pretentious congeniality. “I'm so happy for you,” I told her, enforcing cheerfulness in my voice.

"I have to hurry! Dave has to know about this." Zoe walked with a pounding heart towards Dave's apartment. Her hand tightly gripped the strap of the bag slung over her shoulder with the pregnancy test results and the envelope containing the doctor's examination results. The two red lines on the device made her chest overflow with happiness and nervousness all at once. Today she was going to tell Dave the good news, that they were going to be parents. "Dave? Are you in?"