Surrogate Novels & Stories

Plenty of men continue their roguish ways even after becoming fathers. I don’t say any of this, instead I answer, “I think I’m human and your surrogate. You’ve told me a dozen times that your mate will come along eventually and I’ll step down as Luna. Ie we have no future, which makes ‘casual’ the only option available to us.” I remind him stiffly.

it was a win-win situation. I was lost in her eyes. “Yes…”I stammered “I’d like to talk to you “ “Could I have a moment please” “Yes” I motioned to the chairs in the corner. I led the way to a corner and she followed me. “I am Leonardo. I know you have heard about me” “Let's cut to the chase” “I want you to be my surrogate “ “I need an heir to my company and I need it in 9 months” “I’ll pay one million for implantation and confirmation and one million when it's finalized “

But now that her sister's phone was seemingly disconnected, what was she supposed to do? It wasn't like she could postpone the appointment when it was crucial for the well-being of the baby. Something did not feel right. She barely knew Vivienne given the fact they'd met a few months ago, but the brief time with her was enough to recognize that her sudden silence was out of character. Ever since Juniper had agreed to become her surrogate, Vivienne had made a point to stay in constant contact, checking in daily and always answering her phone on the first ring. At this point, Juniper couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

“What’s really going on?” “Nothing, Mom. Everything’s fine.” “Mia Katherine Lawrence, don’t lie to your dying mother.” The name Katherine hits me like a punch. My mother’s name is Catherine. Similar enough to make my chest tight. “I’m working for him as a surrogate,” Mia admits. “Carrying his baby. The money is paying for your treatment.” Linda’s eyes widened. Then narrow. “And you didn’t think to discuss this with me first?” “You would have said no.”

And warmth of his bulge against my skin made me sweat in between. "Well..." She twisted her hands. "It's not working. My body just won't cooperate anymore. So we've decided to use a surrogate." She rushed the next words out. "A lovely young woman named Maya. She's in her early twenties, very sweet. She's going to stay with us for a while, and Albert is going to... provide the, um, the biological material. It's all been arranged through a clinic." Biological material. Mom must think I am still a child, I smiled in my mind as I leaned fuly into Albert, letting my hand relax fully on his bulge, while he silently allowed my Mom talk.

Stanley immediately said, "In that case, I have good news. I bought a mountain villa for Jeremy, the one that he's always liked. The environment there is perfect for recuperating." As he spoke, he looked at me meaningfully. I knew this was his test for me, to see if I would really agree to Cindy bearing Duncan's child. I wiped the water from the corner of my mouth. "Okay, I'll move there." Stanley beamed with satisfaction. "Jeremy is so understanding. Cindy, you and Duncan should prepare for the surrogacy." Cindy looked flustered. "Dad, what surrogacy? What are you talking about?!"

Was the man I thought I knew all this time a fluke? "He isn't aware, I was warned not to tell him, and I obliged, so I don't cause rifts between them." Jenna adjusted her coat to cover herself properly. "I really need this Betty. They don't want surrogacy so I need you to carry the child while I pretend to be pregnant. I don't want to lose Darius, please." Jenna burst into tears, and my heart tightened even more. I had never seen big sis this vulnerable. She never cries, which means this was really life-threatening for her.

“Interference? What does that even mean?” Adrian’s gaze hardened. “It means, Maya… someone may have wanted you to be the surrogate. Specifically you.”

I blinked at Lydia, my mouth opening and closing like a goldfish, because what she had just said sounded utterly absurd. “Lydia,” I began, my voice sharp, bordering on incredulous, “that is ridiculous. Thousands of surrogates around the world give birth without ever having a proper connection to their donor families. It’s not some…some magical bond that has to exist for it to work. It’s a transaction, a responsibility, not…” I stopped myself, realizing my words were tumbling out too fast, too heated. “Not a relationship.” Lydia leaned back, folding her arms and letting a small, knowing smile curl on her lips, the kind that made me want to slap her because it w

I force a small smile and deny, "Oh, I'm just curious about it." As the lecture resumes, I redirect my focus, disregarding the suspicious glance Lily gives me. Yet, an ember of hope ignites within me. Surrogacy, the act of carrying a child for someone else in exchange for a substantial fee, appears to offer a potential solution to my problems. It could provide immediate financial relief, considering the sums mentioned in the advertisement. That evening, I return home and settle into my room. With a racing heart, I open my laptop and begin researching the surrogacy program I came across earlier. The website contains detailed information, which I absorb meticulously. It becomes evident that th