She Woke Up Pregnant Movie Novels & Stories

She clung to the dark serenity of sleep, revelling in the residual warmth of vaguely recalled dreams, cradling her in a tender embrace. The prospect of awakening and departing from this tranquil realm, stirred reluctance within her. The void of consciousness awaited—a desolate expanse where memories eluded her, and identity remained elusive. It was an emptiness surpassing any physical pain. Then, three hours prior, the doctor had delivered news that pierced through this ephemeral sanctuary: she was pregnant. She couldn’t remember conceiving the child. Couldn’t even remember the face of her baby’s father. But she would meet him today. He would be here any minute.

She almost collapsed on the ground if Shane was not ready to support her and immediately picked her up to be brought into the car. "We're going to the hospital now, there's something wrong with you." In the midst of her unconsciousness, Edna kept gripping Shane's shoulder to channel all her pain. It was a pain that was as terrible as the pain she had last night. And then she just realized that currently blood was seeping down her thighs. "Shane, I'm pregnant..." Edna said softly before she lost all consciousness and made Shane panic. “Edna! Edna! Wake up…. Edna !! "

I barreled into the room, with one hand on my pregnant belly. "Ian Goldman, get your hands off her!" The crash of the door slamming open startled the two people inside, causing them to jolt apart. My eyes were red as I stared at the man in the hospital gown in front of me, now so thin and haggard that he was barely recognizable. My heart twisted so badly that I trembled from the pain. However, the image of Jessica Shaw holding his hand just now was like fuel on the fire raging in my chest. It blew apart the last of my rationality.

She looks healthy, so I don’t understand why I am here. “What happened to her?” I asked. He sighed. “She is pregnant, '' he said. My mouth hung open. Pregnant? How is that possible? I thought she was using the pill. I moved the wheelchair myself and removed the blanket covering her. “Turn around,” I said, looking at him. He rolled his eyes, turning around. I remove the gown and I gasp. I look at her round, firm stomach. I can’t believe this. I went into a coma and woke up to find that she was pregnant. This is big news and I don’t even know how to react. I touch her stomach slightly before covering her body.

As I opened my eyes slowly, my head aching badly, still feeling all weak with my stomach churning, I saw Kevin seated beside me and he didn’t have an expression on his face. I turned to another woman who seemed to be a doctor and she gasped. “Finally, you’re awake!” She gasped as she rushed to my side and I stared at her. “Food poisoning, isn’t it?” I asked her and she chuckled. “If food poisoning will lead to an addition in the children of this pack, then yes.” I furrowed my brows as I stared at her confused. She gasped as she shook my body. “You’re pregnant!” She yelled and my jaw dropped in shock.

“You all just take me for a joke. Is this the surprise you were talking about? So you think I'd fall for it?” Iscoffed. “believe it or not, she is his wife.” “He made someone pregnant? And gave birth to kids…look at her, she's too grown to be a surprise kid. I'm not buying this.” I didn't expect this to happen but now, I have to deal with it.

"Please, no, don’t kill me. Chizzy, please…don’t kill me," I muttered in my sleep, my body drenched in cold sweat. Morning sunlight crept through the cracked window of the abandoned servant’s quarters where I had slept. I shivered as the warmth touched my skin, waking me from a nightmare that clung like fog to my mind. A sharp pain twisted in my stomach, and I sat up quickly, clutching my belly. My hands flew protectively to my abdomen. The baby. The memory struck like lightning. I was pregnant.

He had no idea that she was pregnant and she was an excellent actor. It was unclear to Stella how long she had slept for. When she did wake up, it was with much discomfort and confusion. It took her a few seconds to eventually come to. She remembered the moment she fell into the swimming pool and touched her stomach right away. She let out a sigh of relief, sending the message that the child was still safe and sound inside her tummy.

“She’s still unconscious. We haven’t diagnosed the full extent of the internal damage. We don’t know when she’ll wake up.” I nodded too fast. Then his words truly sank in. I froze. “What you’re saying is… she slipped into a coma?” I asked. He gave a slight shrug. “Medically, yes. And it’s worse… because she’s pregnant.” My heart stuttered. “The results aren’t—” I didn’t hear the rest. Pregnant. She was pregnant. With my child. And in a coma. That was bad. So fucking bad.

She didn’t know when she slept off so deep and woke up when it was stark darkness. She opened her left eye slightly over the right one and caught Dashiell peeping at her. “I guess pregnant women sleep a lot.” She sat up with an afterglow smile and it was then she noticed Dashiell had set dinner before her. “You sure know how to make a pregnant woman feel comfortable.” “I couldn’t help but love the way you sleep. Your face was so peaceful – you needed to see it.”