Sister Pregnant Novels & Stories

Her pregnancy mood swings were fully evident. "Welcome to your home, my sister-in-law." She welcomed her best friend as her sister-in-law with a warm hug. Ethan just smiled at them, and when he noticed a different kind of spark in his sister's eyes, he knew something was up, but he had no idea his sister was pregnant. "I missed you, bro." She embraced Ethan, beaming. "I missed you as well, sweetie." He kissed her hair and wrapped his arms around her. He was overjoyed to see his sister after a week.

I opened the door and walked out and faced the reporters. “Hello everyone, thanks for your concern. My brother-in-law has gambled away my younger sister’s two houses, which includes my wedding fund of a million dollars. “I lent them five hundred thousand dollars a few years ago, and they did not even repay a single cent to me. No matter how much money I have, it’ll never be enough for this black hole. “Besides, I was switched at birth with my younger sister. We are not related. Everyone, please be my witness today. From today onwards, I will cut ties with her officially.”

“After weeks of investigating and persuasion, we found out she was pregnant. The evidence was in her room. So Luna, I know what I mean and I am certain your sister is pregnant. Maybe she hasn't informed you about it yet.” Note: Heather, Heather Alderman and Raj, thanks for the comments. What do you think, guys.

Sarah said proudly as she rubbed her belly, signaling that she was pregnant with a new pup. Riley gasped and clasped her hands over her mouth in shock and happiness. Tears ran down her face. She never thought she would be an older sister at 20, but here we are. Riley always wanted to be a big sister. Now, she was going to have the chance with Landon and the new baby.

My sister loves my husband. I started to get up to go away from her because I can't see her like this. It hurts me that she is in so much pain because of me. She held my wrist, stopping me. "Don't you dare to go away," she said firmly, and I sat on the bed again. "I am pregnant and high on emotions, and this is really a fucked-up situation, Meera... but we will get through this. We will overcome this." She said, but it felt like she was trying to reassure herself.

"So you know I had plans right, and mom and dad are being bitches and won't let me go. Like why do I even need to be here?" I smiled seeing my 16-year-old sister Erin sitting in the recliner staring death glares at me. "Well trust me you will want to be here to hear what I have to say." Erin sat up gasping, "Oh my God I knew it. You are pregnant, aren't you? Who's the daddy, never mind it doesn't matter. Just know I am not babysitting every weekend, maybe like every other cause I do have my own social life. This kid better be cute too..."

“Elena, what happened? Talk to me. You're scaring me.” I couldn’t say it. The words wouldn’t come out. How do you tell your sick mother that you had sex with your cheating boyfriend’s older brother? That you begged for it? That you kissed him in public? I just shook my head, crying harder. My phone vibrated on the nightstand in the other room. The sound cut through the quiet like a scream. I wiped my face and forced myself to stand. My legs were still unsteady, but I made it to the bed and picked up the phone.

I am pregnant for my brother and we’ve been sleeping together for so long, that he was the one who even took my virginity. Yeah. That sounded like a disaster waiting to happen. Instead, I forced a smile. "Just stress. Family stuff, Mike stuff everything is just piling up." Trina eyed me skeptically but nodded. "I get it. But you know you can talk to me, right?" I nodded. "Yeah, I know." A comfortable silence settled between us before Trina suddenly gasped dramatically. "Oh my God." I jumped. "What?" She leaned in, lowering her voice. "Did you and Mike have premarital sex and are you pregnant for him?"

She slipped her arm through his and said sweetly, "Since Noelle's already urging us, let's just hurry and get this done." Then, she rubbed her stomach with a pitiful expression. "The doctor said I'm not in good health. There's a chance of premature labor. If the baby comes and we haven't gotten married, does that mean my baby will become a love child?" Jensen stopped hesitating at once. He carefully guided her into the car and even buckled her seatbelt for her. Meanwhile, I had to waddle to the backseat on my own, one hand holding my belly, the other bracing my back.

Just like that, I join the ranks of the unemployed. *** “You got into a fight with a bunch of teenagers? As if we don’t have enough problems already.” My mom huffs and faces away from me. Her disappointment is evident in the stiff way in which she holds her shoulders. My sister, Sophia is way more sympathetic about my misfortune. Even though she’s bedridden, she reaches out her hand to me. I take it and press her palm to my cheek. She’s colder than usual. It’s usually how we know that she’s due for her monthly treatments at the hospital.