Sister Pregnant Novels & Stories

Or was she simply overreacting? “Ok…. Ok if what you’re saying is true, then take her back to our parents' house," she insisted desperately. "Our parents haven’t seen her in 2 years, they will be very happy to see her and she can make a full recovery there." But to her utter horror, Jake shook his head, refusing her request and crushing her heart in the process. "I’m sorry Ana, I can’t do that. You don't understand how sick your sister is," he explained gently. "Katie was badly injured and is very fragile right now. She needs to be close to her mate for her healing to be amplified or else she might get worse."

Then sharper now— “Grace?” “Yes.” She steadied herself. “Anita’s sister.” The silence on the other end changed. It was no longer sleepy. It was alert. Tense. “What happened?” Jackson asked immediately. Grace blinked. “You assume something happened?” “With your family?” he replied dryly. “I’d be stupid not to.” Despite herself, Grace almost smiled. Then the smile faded. “She’s pregnant.” Silence. Longer this time. Heavy. Finally— “I know,” Jackson said quietly.

My sister smiled, excited an oblivious to the truth. Should I tell her? My throat got tight as I thought of telling the truth. She would be shattered, in case I said something. It was her second mating ceremony, and the first one had not matched her to anyone, and she had been heart-broken. I could not do that to her any more. “Layla?” The voice of Elowen startled me out of my thoughts... She was coming in my direction with a smile on her face. “Come on, you need to see him. Now.”

She touched it gently and smiled. "Brother Jase and I are expecting our first child. I was too careless that I did notice that I missed my period untill recently when I started to experience some weird moods in the morning. Aunt Liz advised me to come and do some tests and it turns out that I'm two months pregnant." When Amanda heard that her sister was pregnant, she was shocked but then she sneered coldly. Her heart only turned even more cold towards these people. She smiled lightly as she looked towards her sister, "Congratulations to the both you. I can't imagine how a child born from a slut and a bastard will look like. I hope I will have the chance to see one." Amanda said sarcastically

"My choice is good too." Before Amanda could respond, the pregnant woman beside her said, "Oh my gosh. I thought this was my sister's child. It turns out to be both of your children, huh? Young couples do need to learn a lot. So it's not wrong to bring your sister for advice. Just like me." The words just now made them silent for a moment. Making the pregnant woman wrinkle her forehead. "Why, am I wrong? What ... this baby is the brother's child, but you guys want to please your nephew?"

After, as if returning to a state of consciousness, the small contractions isolate her from the hostile environment she has found herself in and worry her about the possibility of giving birth before completing the natural cycle of nine months. The only person she would like to see who can help her is her own sister, who fortunately has nursing skills. “Sis, what's going on...? What happened to you...!?” asks the sister, already checking vital signs in a rudimentary way. It's no wonder that she is scared to see her older sister in that fragile situation, considering that before going to work they had had a lot of fun and talked about their plans as they had been doing for many months and eve

"It's no longer a surprise if I tell you, darling." "Will you get to the fucking point anytime soon?" Isis snapped, already vexed with the way the two of them were acting like 17-year-old puppy lovers. Nora leaned away again and cleared her throat. "I want to use this opportunity to tell y'all that I'm two weeks pregnant!!!" It seemed as if time froze for a while. Isis looked at her mother. "You say what?" "Ice, you're having a sister soon!!!" Samuel Armani's face formed a scowl. Isis's head was bowed down in sorrow.

I stayed very still. "I was at your place," he continued, his voice dropping slightly. "The day she found out you were back. The day she ran to your gate and saw you with Valerie." He looked directly at me. "I was standing right there in your garden, laughing at something. While my sister — my pregnant, sick, twenty-year-old sister — was watching from the fence and breaking apart." The room was absolutely quiet.

I said I don't know if I can control my anger at this moment. "I have to brother, b-because I'm fucking pregnant!" I was stunned for a moment because of what my sister said. "Y-your what?" I asked again, maybe I misheard. "I-am pregnant a-and he is the father. I am sorry," I almost fainted because of what my sister said, I didn't know what to say. I don't even know that she has a more serious reason why she becomes like this. "Does he know about this?" I asked her.

“There’s something I want to share with you. Some good news.” My curiosity piqued. “Go on, sister. I’m listening.” “Well… I haven’t been feeling too well this week, so I went to the hospital to get checked. After some tests, the doctors confirmed that I’m three weeks pregnant.” My eyes widened in disbelief. “What? Are you serious, Mia? Are you pregnant?” “Yes,” she beamed. “You’re going to be an aunt.” I stood up and hugged her tightly. “Sister, I’m so happy for you! This is such beautiful news, and it makes today even more special. Thank you for sharing it with me. May the heavens bless you with a safe and smooth pregnancy.”