Surrogate Father Raw Novels & Stories

"Do you know, little one... she's a troublemaker...I feel like now I have two kids' 'Victor said with a chuckle. His words were a little harsh but he couldn't help it. His Surrogate was a troublemaker. She made his life a living hell for the past nine months He smiled as he cradled his baby girl in his arms and carefully sat on the bed beside Vivienne's sleeping form and shifted the baby a little more to the left so she could have a better view of his Surrogate even if she was fast asleep. He was crazy to introduce two people who were sleeping. Of course, his daughter was still too young to open her cute little eyes and see the sleeping beauty before them but he had to do this anyway

Her hips push out to give a V shape. The slit that cut through her fair pale legs and up to her thighs... Shaking his head, he took off his clothes and wore the ones he had gotten for them. His parents were back from Texas. Although they weren't his real parents, he adored them. His mother wanted grandkids and he knew the next thing the poor woman would do was match him up with some stupid cranky woman he would not like at all. Sandra was going to be his partner for the day and knowing Sandra..he was sure his mother would back off from his personal life.

"Isolde—" "Tell him!" Her voice cracked. High and desperate. She turned to my father, her hand dropping from my arm, both of them coming up in front of her in something that was almost a plea. "Mr. Weldon, please. I love your son. I have always loved your son. This—this diagnosis doesn't change who I am or what I can bring to this family. There are other options. Surrogacy, adoption—" "The Weldon bloodline," my father said, "does not continue through a surrogate."

His voice stopped me, and I looked at him. “Good morning.” He stared at me for a few seconds before reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a black card and slid it across the table toward me, and I stared at it in confusion. “The client is supposed to give the surrogate a monthly allowance.” He leaned back in his chair. “If you'd read through the contract thoroughly, you'd have seen that.” There it was again. Another insult disguised as a statement. I pursed my lips. “Thank you, Mr. Morgan.”

Wait, did my husband have something to do with it? "Trisha." Jace's voice sounded from my side, which made me turn to him. He smiled gently and that annoyed me. Couldn't he see that my eyes were burning in anger? "Don't be surprised." He said. "Our surrogate lives here. She has been with me for almost a month." He stated firmly, stabbing my brain instantly. What in the world was happening?! Was my husband having fun with our surrogate?!

Valentino asked. “I will show you once we are at my place,” Alaric answered. “Will you be my child’s father?” Valentino suddenly asked. Alaric looked at him, stunned, and asked, “Why suddenly? Do you have a child?” Valentino shook his head, “I told you earlier that Grayson and I found a surrogate. He wants to be in the child’s life, but I see no use, especially since the child is rightfully mine and not his.”

I need a surrogate for me and my wife. "A surrogate?" I blinked in confusion “Yes,” he said, his eyes sharp. "We've been unsuccessfully trying for another child for years. She has at last consented to use a surrogate and you. . ." He pointed to me. “You appear to be desperate enough to think about it." Stunned, I reclined. "Are you serious right now?" " Totally." he replied. "I'll pay for your father's treatment, pay his medical bills and give you a generous reward. But you will bear my child in exchange."

All of them used me as if I were a replaceable tool with no feelings, after which Mateo left the room and I listened to my father give a more detailed explanation. Mateo gave him a sum of money as well as a piece of land for business, and the man asked father to forcibly take me to the hospital and forge a signature on the agreement for being a surrogate mother. Giovanni's family also approved even though they knew Mateo and I had been in a romantic relationship before. Elnathan's family thought that if the child came from me, Mateo would love them more because we had loved each other. “A child with at least have some of your genes will make Mateo better.”

I need an heir. Immediately. And the only woman currently carrying my child… Is Celyne. The irony makes my stomach twist. I reach for my phone and dial the hospital directly. It rings twice before someone answers. “Peace Medical Center, how may I assist you?” “This is Alexander Hale.” There’s an immediate shift in the voice. “O-of course, Mr. Hale. How can we help?” “I want a new surrogate.” Silence. Then the woman clears her throat nervously. “Unfortunately, Mr. Hale… that may not be possible right now.”

“ Let's get going. My kids are fatigued already” Like a drop of the waterfall, Lady Mary and Ramona fastened their numbed feet to leave with each of the kids in compliance with Dianna’s plea, but Sebastian’s persistence suddenly paid off. He grabbed Ramona’s wrist, breathing hard from the torrent of a shattered life and longing for a better beginning. He explained to her how sorry he was and the misconception surrounding his health that led to why he opted for surrogacy. “ Hear me out, please” He replied in a cold voice.