You Got Her Pregnant Novels & Stories

She has been jealous of Betsy ever since Nate start to buy her gifts. Betsy ran to her and cheered. She was jumping up and down like a cheerleader. "I'm pregnant! I'm two weeks pregnant!" She yelled. "What?!!!" Quinn shit her eyes and mouth wide open.

she held up a sheet she was clutching in her hand to him He took the paper from her, straightened it out, and began reading. His eyes widened in shock as he looked at her, finding it hard to believe. He glanced back at the result in his hand, then back at her. "You're... you're pregnant?" he asked, his voice filled with disbelief. Emily nodded happily, her face glowing with a smile. "Yes, Lois just confirmed it," she replied. "Oh, Emily!" he exclaimed, pulling her into a tight embrace. Overwhelmed with joy, he struggled to find the right words. His mate was carrying their child, their heir. "But how did this happen?" he asked, still trying to process the news.

"Don't tell me... how could you let him have his way!?" "It was my fault," she said quickly, "the day you announced you had a pregnant girlfriend, I got mad and went off to a bar. The two men I really cared about were avoiding me and spending time with other people, I felt lonely. Thankfully, Sebastian had someone watching me. My bodyguard found me and took me to Sebastian. I was a bit tipsy and well... I got... well, I seduced him and he gave in eventually and voila, I am pregnant."

Then she fell in love with the low life scumbag, Velon, and her life became ruined. He literally blocked her access to the outside world, made her life unbearable, beat her and blamed her for her inability to bear a child. Thinking of her child, she held her still flat stomach slightly. Jessica glanced at her stomach briefly before focusing back on the road. "How's the baby?" "The baby is... Wait, how do you know I'm pregnant?" Queenie quickly realized and asked. "How did I get your number?" Jessica retorted, parking the car in a five-star hotel. As her hands grabbed onto the door handle, her eyes went to Queenie. "The same way I got your number is the same way I found out."

ZARA’S POINT OF VIEW “I’m pregnant.” I said not even them the chance to get to their climax. He still had his hands around her waist she still had his dick inside of her. They stayed frozen like that. “You are my baby’s daddy Hunter.” I added with a sigh, one wild night, one freaking will night and now I am pregnant for this… this… this guy. “I don’t need this shit right now.” The bitch that was riding on him said as she moved away from him and hurried to get into her clothes. She walked out the door making sure to hit me on my left shoulder as she moved.

She looked like a portrait of joy and wonder as she caressed her stomach. She was pregnant! Pregnant with Jaxon’s child. She had no doubts that the pregnancy belonged to Jaxon because Damon being the selfish prick that he was, he never had sex without protection. This was it. It looked like even the universe was working in her favor. She smirked as she caressed her stomach. She had finally found the golden ticket to claim Jaxon.

It felt like she could sense his displeasure, and she slowly regained herself. “Don't mind my manners, but those two are never leaving each other; they have a deep connection, and I can bet to my last dollar she would move back with him before that child is born.” He couldn't help his surprise. “Child?” “She is pregnant. You didn't know? Poor you.” “And so what? Having a child for someone doesn't mean you must end up with them.” “Don't tell me you have fantasies of ending up with her and acting as a stepdad.”

I stared at her belly. "You're pregnant?" I repeated. She nodded. I stand up and walk around the room, scratching my hair and my neck. "You're really pregnant! We're going to have a baby." I said in surprise. I was in disbelief at the sudden news. I never thought she would get pregnant so soon.

MIRABEL “I’m pregnant.” I thought for some seconds that I might have heard her wrongly until she repeated it again and she sounded serious about it. “You are joking right? Now isn't the time for pranks. What the fuck do you do mean that you are pregnant?” Giveon asked. “What do you mean by that question? How does someone get pregnant? I’m eight weeks pregnant by the way. And the only person I fucked was you after doing the maths. I was loyal to you and you know that. I’m pregnant and you are the dad.” She answered.

So I took a deep breath because I needed to tell her the truth, even if it hurt. "There's something else, Mom," I said, and she looked up immediately, almost nervously. "I'm pregnant." She stiffened slightly, and I rushed to keep talking before the fear swallowed me. "It's complicated," I continued slowly. "I'm pregnant with one of my bosses' children. I'm not even sure if the father is Adrian or Aiden, and I know that sounds insane. I know it's a mess, but I didn't plan any of this. I swear I didn't."