Surrogate Novels & Stories

To the reminder that this child growing inside me belonged more to everyone else than it did to me. A bitter smile touched my lips briefly. “Well,” I whispered softly to myself, “that’s what happens when you become a surrogate.” The word still felt strange even inside my own head. Surrogate. Not wife. Not family. Not loved. Just necessary. I looked away quickly, swallowing against the sudden tightness in my chest. No. I needed to stop doing that to myself. Needed to stop reading into things that were never truly there. Because Alexander made one thing painfully clear from the beginning—

Bracing his arms against the desk, Matthias sighed. “I would have wanted to keep you out of this, but seeing as you’re my fiance, there’s a few things you should know about the past.” he paused. “Over a year ago, upon realizing certain things, I had searched for a surrogate to bear me an heir. This was meant to be a discreet matter. My jaw dropped. “A surrogate? This surrogate was yours?” recalling the words I had read in the document I couldn't help but add, “How did she go missing?” …

Exhale. Again. Because the alternative was snapping. An Omega. Carrying my pup. The words cracked through my skull like a whip. Omega. Pup. My pup. My jaw locked so hard it felt like I might grind my own teeth to dust. This wasn’t supposed to happen. This wasn’t even supposed to be possible. Sienna Monroe had been nothing but a name buried in hospital paperwork, a clinical footnote on a contract I never signed. A surrogate? Please. I’d never given that order. I’d never given permission for my DNA to be used for anything other than secure storage. And yet the hospital had “accidentally” used my sperm like it was free sample day at the pharmacy.

Sometimes she didn't even realize how much those words hurt. Other times, I wasn't so sure. Each comment felt like another reminder of what I couldn't do. Another reminder of my failure. One evening, after dinner, I sat alone in the garden. The cool evening breeze brushed against my skin. David joined me shortly afterward. Neither of us spoke for a while. Then he suddenly said, "What do you think about a surrogate?" I looked at him. "A surrogate?" He nodded. "It could work." My heart skipped. The idea had crossed my mind before.

She went into 360 degree change of mood. ”Why does he need a surrogate? My God! I thought it’s some sort of old guy or something but hell! I don’t understand! Did you see him? ” "Everyday." I uttered. “Hey yeah. Right. ” I chuckled on how ridiculous she is. ”See! That is one of the reasons! Why does he need a surrogate? Why is he in need of a surrogate when clearly every woman that he’ll meet will easily fall into his feet! ” I fell silent as I remembered what Hugh had said. Same as the words Molly used. He told me I’m the only person who doesn’t fall off his feet. Molly’s right.

He is his boss for Goodness sake! Mew cleared his throat and Max suddenly noticed him. He rubbed his nape awkwardly and open the car door for Mew. "I thought you forget your job for a mere minutes." Mew mocked him before getting in. He looked at Gulf who looking outside the window. "Do you feel like eating something?" Gulf turn to look at him and shrugged his shoulders. "Mr. Johannesburg, When I signed the surrogacy contract, it was written there that the surrogate must not have any special connection with the client so I hope that in the future, you will not come at me until the baby is born."

He stated. I just smiled and remain walking. I don't know what to answer, especially since our relationship begun at the very unusual situation. I was hired to be his surrogate, to produce him a baby and then forget we've met after giving birth. I don't know if Gray still relying on that agreement, but hope he didn't.

The wall clock ticked slowly with each passing seconds and minute. "Surrogacy involves a person agreeing to carry and give birth to a baby for someone else. After the baby is born, the birth parent gives custody and guardianship to the intended parent or parents." The intercom peeped minute later, diverting Meyer's attention from Daniel and Patricia to the device.

“Is there a problem, Miss Levy?” Silence He sighs, “You know what, have a seat and we can discuss whatever this is all about." I walk slowly to the seat and fall into it. “So, what’s the problem?” I only say the word, “Surrogate.” My voice is like a whisper that I can hardly hear myself, but miraculously Dr William heard it. He must have had a lot of experiences with people not speaking loud enough for him to hear. “Surrogate?” He questions. I nod eagerly. “I saw the banner outside and I am very interested. It seems like an answered prayer, "What do I have to do to become a surrogate?”

I smiled and hug him "It's okay since that how you want it" we while away some time while sipping our coffee when I overheard the ladies on the next table discussing which I listen to them "Have you heard that Charlie's wife is looking for a surrogate?"the lady by the right asked her friend "Are you serious?"the other lady asked surprised "Yes, and the interested part is that she's willing to pay any amount of money if you're ready to become her surrogate" she replies "That's serious. I think I will go maybe I will be lucky" the other lady says