Sister Impregnation Novels & Stories

"Mom, Dad, this is Alpha Magnus, my fiancé and soon my mate." Hearing those words, I turned on my heels and walked out of that place. I could bear anything, but seeing my fated mate with my stepsister brought me immense pain. After reaching my room, I locked my door tightly and cried my heart out. I have no one in my life. I thought maybe my mate would be the only one who was truly mine. I always held that hope in my heart, but the Moon Goddess snatched that too. Why, Goddess? Why give me someone who could never be mine?

Simon asks trying to make it sound like Chloe has a valid reason to be pissed off at me. “No, she decided I abandoned her so she got mad. She got pregnant and she’s mad at me. This is how it goes. I’m to blame for everything.” I say and he sighs. “I’m struggling to understand how her getting pregnant can be your fault.” He says his brow wrinkling again. “My sister is different.” I say too pissed off to explain exactly why I’m to blame. That’s a conversation for another day. “Who’s the father of the baby? He should take the blame for the pregnancy, not you.” he says asking the one question I’ve been avoiding. I’m embarrassed to tell him that my sister got pregnant by a guy I was dating. He’s

The usually bright women's village looked abandoned today, behind a door to one of the village's houses, two sisters were having a very serious conversation about the drastic change their life was about to make. Cassia and her sister Chloe had decided to get pregnant together thinking it would be more fun to go through it this way. Getting pregnant for women on Paradise was as easy as any other thing really, nymphs helped keep the women's fertility at its highest levels and took extra care of their every single need, it was not about wanting to increase their chances of having a baby, what the sisters wanted was to increase their chances of keeping the baby. That being said, the sisters secr

He glanced at me and I explained more. “This process is called the Savior Sibling conception. Instead of making the sibling the traditional way through sexual intercourse, in order to make sure the new baby will be a match for her, we'd have to go through IVF after which the embryo will be tested and the one with the greatest matches her will be selected and implanted in me to grow into a baby.” “What?!"

My husband stared at the video sent by his assistant, his disbelief evident as he turned to me. "All this time, you were upset with me, insisting on returning to your family while pregnant was all because they were causing trouble behind the scenes! Fiona, this is outrageous! And no matter what, Sharon is still their wife and daughter-in-law!" I lowered my gaze, watching his angry expression in silence. They had done far worse. In my previous life, to ensure Brian and Sharon had an heir after her infertility, they swapped my daughter for Sharon’s tumor. The thought made my eyes drift to the tiny bundle in the bassinet. My daughter slept peacefully, her chest rising and falling softly.

"If we keep doing this, you know, this way, you're going to get pregnant. That can't happen." "You're right, It can't." Now it was my time to give her a dubious look. I ran through all the possibilities of what she might mean and came up empty. As far as I knew, going bareback with my step sister was as unsafe as any other woman. "It won't happen," Soraya said, so firmly I almost believed her. "Brothers and step sisters can't have babies. So we won't." "We very much can if we're not careful," I said.

My sister, Bella, had a baby in a back-alley shithole. Then she disappeared. A midwife tracked me down using an address Bella left behind. She shoved the newborn at me like a sack of garbage. My parents fell to their knees. Crying. Begging me to take her bastard. Just like that, my future as a promising artist was gone. The neighbors, the priest, my landlord… they all called me a whore. A sinner who had disgraced God.

The word hit me like a knife. “Shut the hell up!” I tore the forms in half, the pieces scattering across the floor. His expression softened unexpectedly. His voice lowered almost tenderly. “Not nonsense. I want to marry you. I want children only with you.” I pressed my lips together. I was shaken by how his voice trembled with longing. "I am your step sister. How can you say about it." I corrected him. "Did I consider you as a step sister when I had sex with you? Have you considered me step brother when you moaned my name when I was inside you?"

I’d probably be less offended if she wasn’t my sister, but that’s just not an image I want in my head. “My little mate needed to be reminded of what a powerful dragon she’s mated to. She was spiraling about our children being forcibly claimed. I told her I wouldn’t allow it, but she wasn’t listening. I didn’t have a choice, I needed her to remember who she's mated to,” he says, as if knocking my sister out with sex is something common among all supernaturals. In truth, I didn’t think he could anymore. My sister has quite a bit of dragon DNA in her body from having five of Avani’s children already. “I thought the dragon in her kept you from knocking her out,” I say, frowning.

He can't do this to her. " I made love to Imelda unintentionally and impregnated her. I still doubt that I did such thing, but she has a picture as a prove to the night I made love to her. Don't know what to do at this time, after all my efforts to stay away from that flirt that calls herself my sister, I fell into her trap … … … ". Maricar let her eyes widened and mouth agape, she doubt it too. A brother can't do this to her sister, and a sister can't let her brother do such thing even if adopted.