Sister Impregnation Novels & Stories

At night, after work, I saw her dancing with her sword practicing… my wife would kill for her sister and I could too. 15th June 2004 My wife. My beautiful wife gracefully sliced the handmaid's throat and she worked with the Princess’s husband to impregnate the Princess with her mate’s semen. One way to keep the Princess fooled is by making her think that herhusband is her true mate.

I spit, pushing him away roughly. "She's pregnant?" He asked surprised, taking in large gulps of air. "Rose is pregnant?" Noel's shocked voice questions. I turn towards him and nod. "You mean my sister, the one who plays video games, not interested in men, eats like a pig-" "Yes Noel, I impregnated your sister." I smirked.

His eyes were glued to her face. “Yes, we’ve met. I’m surprised you remember; you were very young…” she smiled. “I helped your mother conceive your sister. Stella was desperate for another child, but she and your father tried for years without success. When she did finally conceive, her pregnancy was brutal. She nearly lost the babe. She came to me for help, and I gave her a tonic and placed a spell on her. The cost was great, but to her it was worth it. Your father never got over it, but he cared for your sister until you took over. It truly ruined him though.”

She was looking at me funny. “Part of it. My sister is being possessed. We have to get the witches on our side and then get them to work with vampires. I knew you were pregnant, but I didn’t think much of it until Nick talked about his mate losing his baby. I swear Ivory, if you lose this child…” I couldn’t finish that sentence.

What exactly was he thinking? I was at the supermarket trying to get some of my skin products when I overheard three ladies talking about the same thing. "Why would he marry the junior sister?" "Maybe he never met her before marrying Michigan. It was obvious that the younger sister was pretty, hence he fell in love." "No, I learnt she was having issues about child bearing and so she suggested surrogacy and planned to use her sister to avoid strangers." My ears really heard the most. Why would a woman even think of that? Damien would have given her some time or they would have visited the clinic to know the reason why she was having multiple miscarriage.

he huskily whispered in her ears as he repeatedly pounded her core. Briana saw thousands of stars forming in the ceiling as her body erupted in a mind-blowing orgasm, leaving her breathless. "Ohhh ahh ahhh..." Jack pounded her depth harder and harder until he had his own orgasm. Then he emptied his seeds inside her because he wanted her to get pregnant with his child. Damn! What was he thinking? How could he think of impregnating his stepsister? They're already family! Although they're not blood relatives, because their parents have already married, they're one family in the eyes of the public.

She was adding salt to injury but I let her. “This is the truth about what happened all those years ago. I was a part of a coven of witches called The Sisters. I fell in love with your father one day and I couldn't just let him go. I got pregnant and according to the rules of the sisters' hood, I must remain celibate to keep my purity and to keep my powers. But getting pregnant with you was the best thing that would ever happen to me and I couldn't let go of that. I couldn't abort you.”

“What do you mean?” The priest hesitated, then leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Elianna is not your true sister by blood. She was taken in as an infant, the child of another. Your parents raised her as their own, out of compassion, but she was never told. When she discovered fragments of the truth years later, bitterness consumed her. She saw you as the chosen one, the rightful heir, while she was merely the shadow. That bitterness has now grown into hatred.” Clara’s breath caught in her chest. The words felt like stones crashing down around her. “Not my sister…” she whispered.

Even though one of their number might look as though they were 20, they could easily be 200 years old. My sister's greed, along with her unique way with words, would not go unnoticed by those with so much experience in life. It was only because they were so desperate to find a spouse that they were willing to put up with her behavior. My sister thought I was jealous of all her endless gifts. In the end, the Astral Alliance ran out of patience with her protestations that she be allowed lifelong monogamy. They locked her up inside their "breeding center". The result was that any astral male who was willing to part with a significant sum of money could, through the use of my sister, acquire the

“I know that already. I told the family I was allergic to eggs after I came back… but my sister was married and living separately. She probably didn’t know.” She turned to Anthony and gave him a soft smile. “Don’t blame her. It’s not her fault.” My brows furrowed. I hadn’t used eggs. Not in the potpie and not in the dessert. It must have been something else entirely… either that, or Natalie was lying. “You want to be more careful, Miss Natalie,” the doctor continued. “Especially since you’re eating for two now!” I looked at the doctor, confused. “What?” He smiled at me. “Your sister… she’s pregnant! You didn’t know?”