Vampire Pregnancy Novels & Stories

There was so much to think about, she didn’t know where to begin. Pregnant. That word had rocked her world. She had never imagined it could even be possible—it had only been a week or two since she’d spent the night with Caleb. She had been shocked when Aiden revealed to her that vampire pregnancies happen much more quickly. It didn’t take three months to find out. It only took three days. And while one vampire cannot get another vampire pregnant, he explained, that night that she and Caleb had been together, Caitlin had still been a half-breed.

An ability that saved him and his Kingdom from many upcoming dangers before. "My Queen might soon be bearing our child." King Timodore murmured with a little fear yet excitement in his heart. He kissed her lips gently, not wanting to awaken her. He knew for a fact that if his Queen is indeed pregnant, she will carry their child on her belly for fourteen weeks or sometimes until fifteen weeks, vampire women are like that, unlike human women that would usually carry their child to be for around nine months or thirty-six months. During pregnancy, Queen Asalea will be on her weakest form. Pregnant vampires usually experience excessive nausea and vomiting, known as hyperemesis gravidarum.

I explained. “Trust me. You want a witch doctor in a situation like this,” he assured me. “I’ve heard vampire pregnancies require magic as well as regular care.” “Why?” I asked suspiciously. He shrugged his shoulders with genuine innocence, “It’s a girl thing, I’m sure.”

I didn't even know how I was going to be a good mother to one and now I was going to have two. She chanted an inaudible spell and smoke began to rise gradually from the bowl. I was struck in awe as the smoke parted into two balls. One of them transformed into the shape of a crescent moon and dragon wings, the other transformed into the shape of vampire fangs and an archaic letter. "Normally, a pregnant vampire is due to have her child in five months but surprisingly, yours is different." Her voice cut me off. "Maybe because you're no longer a Vampire."

I snatched a toast from Cassie's plate before dashing out the house. "Bye" I said and rushed out the house. I lived amongst werewolves, which mean I stayed for from the human world. Obviously the human's had no idea we existed. They all think we are a myth or something. There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us.

We were very rare and the last reported queer hybrid died nearly two centuries ago. Queer hybrids weren't just witches who were turned by vampires. Queer hybrids were magicians born of a vampire and witch. It mostly never happened as vampires weren't capable of impregnating anyone neither were they able to get pregnant. This was so because, in actual sense, vampires weren't alive. She said when she got pregnant at the age of eighteen she was incredibly surprised. After she had taken multiple tests she couldn't bring herself to believe she was pregnant because she had been with only one man...Declan, who was as vampire as they come.

If I tried to pull off something similar I am sure my father would slap me dead before I had the chance to do so . " They could be doing it on purpose . " Jace agrees . " It's stupid ! What would they get out it ? Maybe it's a new born reprobate on the loose with no lair of his own . " " How do vampires procreate ? " he emphasizes . " It's .. a long story . They either mate with a human and that results in a similar to human pregnancy . Pure vampires are only born through .. well test tubes , then they are implanted in a body for growth . " I tell him .

They have probably already moved her by now. We come to another door, and it reeks of Amara. I instantly rip it open and jump in. Adonis and I both let out a snarl when we find it empty. I turn and see a huge pool of blood on the wall next to the door, a bunch of shattered ceramic under it. That would be why this room reeks of her, and now they would know she was pregnant. It would have been foul tasting if they tried to drink her blood. Pregnancy hormones turn blood rancid tasting to vampires. It's the fetus's way of protecting its mother against an attack.

Instinctively, I pressed my hand to my belly and waited several long seconds before the wave of nausea passed. I looked down at my swollen stomach and remembered what the doctor had said. Carrying a vampire's half-blood child was already dangerous for a human, especially in the third trimester. Too much emotional distress or physical shock could trigger serious complications. And a half-blood's vitality far exceeded that of a normal fetus — if the baby became agitated inside the womb, the strain on the mother would be even worse. But didn't Clara claim she was pregnant too? If she were really carrying Adrian's child, how could she be reckless enough to be doing all this?

"I will send over a tonic made of crushed rubies and mountain herbs. It strengthens the blood. And you must eat twice what you normally do. A vampire’s child grows quickly, Lena. They take much from the mother." For the next few months, life became a blur of pampering and preparation. Vampire pregnancies, as I learned, lasted ten months and some weeks, slightly longer than a human's, but the growth was much more intense toward the end. Before I could even blink, my stomach had swollen into a heavy, prominent curve.