Surrogate Novels & Stories

Doyin explained, "You can't do that, at least we paid you enough money for the baby" Dotun said, "Do you have any documents that backup the payment?" Doyin asked, "do you have legal documents that back up the Surrogate or adoption?" she asked, "Okay, I understand you better, but I want you to find a place to put up this night, I promise you, tomorrow, I will get you a small apartment" Dotun said, "I don't have anyone around, and It's already dark, I can't be going around with my present condition, see me, five months gone, I can't go out this night" Doyin explained,

I'm Aubrey, what can i do for you" i ask him, getting tired of the conversation my tommy had started to hurt again He looks at me and dusts his tailored suit "I want you to be my Surrogate "

What's the next step? Not thinking further, surrogacy is the next option. Surrogacy right? That's not an issue for a billionaire. But, what happens when this leads to an issue in their marriage? The loyal and humble husband starts to fall for their surrogate. What causes this sudden change? A reason. A long tolerated reason. Jill Grayson, their surrogate, isn't a bad person. She's only doing her job. But, does her job end up being a job? Read to know more.

that was the first thing he said, guilt was evident on his face. She faked a smile, " you do not need to be sorry Mr Nahil Gustavo, we are in a contract and I promised to go through the process again if it fails. You claim you own me right?so you should do what pleases you" Noami replied, she was trying hard to stop the tears threatening to fall, " And moreover I over played my part in your life, I forgot that I am just a surrogate and nothing more, you can kill your baby as many times as you want and I won't complain" she added as the tears finally fell out of her eyes.

Enough so that we’re staring each other in the eyes again. Once more, I’m drowning. For the love of God, I have got to get over how entrancing he is! His frown fades. But he’s still quite serious, quite rigid, as he asks, “You’re thinking by ‘surrogate’ I only mean that you’ll be a part of assisted reproductive technology. Yes?” “In vitro, I presume. Someone’s egg. Your sperm. My uterus.” “Perhaps your egg…” He cautiously says. “So I’ll need fertility tests.”

“Alpha, breathe. Take it slowly. Everything will fall into place.” Crane’s laugh was a short, hard thing. “Fall into place? Ella told Mother Seraphine Lara is a surrogate—a human. Do you know what that means to them? To the pack’s honor?” His voice rose, edged with something wild. “I am going to kill that girl, I swear.”

“Really? Oh—I’m sorry, I just assumed… he’s been so protective.” I let out a breathy laugh. “Yeah, he’s like that.” She tilted her head curiously. “Not even a little bit mated?” “Not even a little. He hired me to be his surrogate.” The nurse’s eyes widened slightly. “Wow. You’d never know it. The way he looks at you. Like he’s ready to fight fate itself if anything goes wrong.” My heart gave a stupid little lurch, and I looked away. “He’s... intense. But we have an arrangement.”

He’d had an ulterior motive. Three weeks later she was in stirrups having her eggs harvested, which had hurt like a bitch, and not long after she was their surrogate. All of Bram’s medical bills were covered and she was provided the best in prenatal care. They stayed close to her throughout the pregnancy. Then the day she delivered, they walked out, and she never saw or heard from them again.

A new alpha can be crowned as Supreme Alpha, a true leader, when he has planted his seed in a woman, his true mate. The problem is, my situation has become worse, my pen*s can't work on women who aren't my mate. I've tried it many times and it always fails. It's a secret I've always kept. The doctor stated that the Spe*m I produced was very healthy and could be injected into a healthy woman to develop into a fetus. That's why I finally took the option of looking for a woman to be a surrogate mother for my future child. There is no need to have s*x with the woman who will be the surrogate mother for my Spe*m to be implanted in th

She said to the lawyer. He turned to Stephan who gave him the go ahead with only a nod, clearing his throat, “Ah-hem. Well the terms are simple Miss Heathrow—You are to act as a surrogate and wife for the very Mr Stephan Ashford, for a duration of a year and six months. The child in which you are to carry, would not rely on being created by coitus but by artificial insemination…..” The word ‘coitus’ left a bitter taste in her mouth. She felt color rose in her cheeks as her eyes met with that of her husband’s. A part of her could sense he felt the awkwardness too.