Surrogate Synonym Novels & Stories

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.

It's not been three years since their marriage, since I left home for a fresh start because I couldn't bear to see my sister with the man I have loved all my life. Mum and Dad summoned me back urgently. Apparently, Jenna has fertility issues, and she didn't want to use a surrogate; she wanted her blood sister, rather, to have sex with her husband and bear a child in her stead. Sure, the idea of that made my heart race, but at the same time, it wasn't right, and something seemed off. "Betty, I know it's difficult but I really need this." Jenna rubbed my hair from behind and I froze.

She helped me up and dusted my knee, "I am just a widower, I have no money else I would have paid for you. Although, I can offer a solution. This solution is very risky and against my career but I will let you know it anyway." My ears raised in anticipation. "The only way you can get quick money is by being a Surrogate Mother," my eyes lit up in confusion. A scream almost left my mouth. I should carry someone else's baby? How!!! How am I supposed to do that? I shook my head. “No, I don't want to do that. I am sorry.” Dr Tonia wore a sad expression before she said, “I don't want to do this but I have no choice.” My eyebrow raised in suspicion, What is she trying to say?

“She’s passed all the required testing and would love to surrogate. I’m happy to facilitate the meeting at your earliest convenience.” Beth knew that the eggs were werewolf, that the surrogate needed to be stronger than the average human. Shifter pregnancies were demanding, dangerous, and only a handful of human women in the world could handle them. Those women were always in high demand as per what the agency has told Derek and Freya when they started this journey.

Chloe's words trailed off, but Juniper and possibly every single person in the room knew exactly what she wanted to say. Juniper let out a dry laugh. "Just spit it out, Chloe!" She urged, her voice dripping with sarcasm and anger, as she threw Chloe's unspoken words back in her face. "You mean a lowlife like me, right? A nobody, a surrogate, a debt-ridden orphan who's clearly not worthy of belief or respect?"

"I also don't know exactly what he meant. I'm just thinking about how I can get that money, and I thought what Sir Altezza proposed wasn't something strange. He said..." "What did he say?" "He said he needs me to be a Surrogate Mother." Yes, Adaline thought that was the main purpose of Altezza's assistance. " Surrogate Mother? What does that mean? Are you saying she wants you to be a stepmother?" Joanna furrowed her brow. "N-no," Adaline replied. "Being an ‘surrogate mother’ is different from being a stepmother." Adaline pulled out her phone again and showed Joanna an internet search about " Surrogate Mother." After reading it, Joanna covered her mouth to stifle a scream.

“Nothing.” Allesia was shocked to hear him say such a thing because what does he mean by nothing, then what happens to her friend after that? “Are you married?” Lorenzo was surprised to hear Allesia ask him such questions. “I am not, but I have a daughter.” The whole thing was even more complicated to Allesia at this point because why does he need a surrogate when he already has a child. “You have a daughter?” Allesia asked again just in case she heard wrongly. “Yes, is there a problem with that?”

“Ren, listen to me... I don't see what is bugging you so much, brother. Her conditions aren't tough at all. I think you'd have a lot of ease going through with them.” He's lucky there's nothing around me to stab him with. What the hell does he mean by easy? “Don't talk about things you don't understand, Marek.” He scoffs, shaking his head. “You're so cute, aren't you? Somebody's in love with his surrogate-to-be.” This time, I don't hold back. I pounce on him, landing punch after punch on any part of his body my hands can find. He just laughs the whole time, making me even more frustrated.

“This is insane. You don’t just marry someone because they’re pregnant.” “People have done it for centuries. It’s not a new concept.” “This isn’t the dark ages, and not like this. Not after losing someone you both loved.” Hunter moved closer, his voice softening. “Think about it, Grace. If you go through with the surrogacy as planned, you hand over the baby and what? Disappear from its life? How will that feel?”