Webtoon Pregnant Novels & Stories

The doctor sat down. "Let's go over everything." The conversation felt strangely surreal. Questions. Answers. Dates. Symptoms. Medical history. All things Dani answered automatically. As if she were discussing someone else's life. Finally, the doctor set the chart aside. Her expression softened. "Based on your test results and examination, you're approximately eight weeks pregnant." The words landed heavily. Eight weeks. Two months. Exactly as she'd feared. The room suddenly felt very quiet. Very still. The doctor continued speaking.

Jake murmured glaring at them. Suddenly she was feeling sick again so she quickly gave the babies to him and rushed inside the bathroom. She puked everything she ate and she was feeling nauseous. He rushed inside the bathroom after he put the babies in the crib. "What happened? Are you okay? Should I call the doctor?" Jake asked, getting worried and she hugged him crying. "Why are you crying?" Jake asked. "I think I am pregnant!" Emma said, laughing from crying. "What? That means, more brats are on the way." Jake asked, making a face like the dead.

Soon, the kids went to bed, leaving me with Gabe and his parents. "You look good with the babies, you have to see how I looked when I was pregnant." She started. "Gabe laughed, together with his Father. I smiled, she must have looked really bad in her pregnancy. "Why," I asked, looking at Gabe. Aunt scoffed. "Give them both no attention, I was still pretty but you…you look like you aren't pregnant at all. The only difference is the big stomach. You're carrying a triplet. Isn't that great?"

The silence after her confession wasn’t just heavy—it was alive. It pulsed through the air, matching the frantic beat of my heart. Lena sat across from me in the dim light of the motel room, her hands trembling against her lap. The storm outside hammered against the windows, as if echoing the chaos between us. She’d just said the words I never thought I’d hear again. > “Adrian… I’m pregnant. And it’s yours.” The world didn’t stop spinning—it tilted. My breath hitched. Every possible version of reality collapsed into one raw truth.

Annie’s POV “You’re pregnant,” the doctor says. “I’m pregnant,” I whisper in awe more so to myself than the doctor. I instinctively bring my hand to my belly. "Yes, you are. Congratulations." He hands me the B-Ultrasound picture. I study the small black blob on the granny photo and I can’t help but let the tears fall from my eyes. The picture indicates so much more than a baby. They are my future and past staring back at me; my future with Eric and the pack, and my past as his unrequited lover.

Grace's heart pounded as she looked at Ava. "So, how is it?" Grace asked desperately as she rose from the seat. Ava cautioned her to calm herself. "Grace, I have some incredible news for you," Ava said, her voice filled with happiness and excitement. "You're pregnant!" Grace's eyes widened, and she felt her breath catch in her chest. A mix of emotions swept over her - joy, relief, disbelief. She couldn't believe that after months of trying, she had finally conceived. Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized that her dream of becoming a mother was coming true.

And though his words hadn’t been filled with promises and romantic declarations, there had been something raw in his voice—an emotion I hadn’t expected from a man who made power plays before breakfast. Still, it didn’t change the reality. I was pregnant. And now he knew. I kicked off my heels and padded barefoot to the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of water I didn’t really want. My stomach was tight, not from morning sickness but nerves. I hadn’t told anyone else. Not my best friend, not my mom, not even my doctor beyond the confirmation appointment. It was too fragile, too early. Too real. My phone buzzed from the counter. Nathan: I meant what I said. I want to be involved. Let’s take thi

I asked him. He glanced at me a second time, I could sense the fear in his eyes. He started to speak very carefully: "We ran several tests. "For what? Food poisoning?" "No." He said, shaking his head. "Then what?" He hesitated. “You are pregnant.”

Castro P.O.V: The news of Winter's pregnancy on that day brought me immense joy at the thought of becoming a father. I shielded my mate from the stress of allied pack business, so I prohibited Winter from involvement. My hope was for her to have a relaxing and pleasant pregnancy. The sound of our baby's heartbeat brought us to tears, prompting my commitment to Winter's stress-free pregnancy. Discovering we were having twins brought us great joy.

At last she stopped and with widened eyes she said, “There it is! Can you see that small dot over there looking almost like a bean? That is your baby!” Vevina couldn’t believe her eyes. It was real. She really was pregnant and there was a baby growing inside of her. Her baby, no hers and Alastor’s baby. “I am so happy! I am sure you would like a print of the picture so let me take them out and give it to you. I will also give you a book regarding werewolf pregnancy so be sure to read it and if you have any doubts then you can ask me.” Saying that she gave Alastor a cloth to wipe away the remaining liquid while Alastor watched her cry silently watching the screen before her eyes.