“Mpreg Games Paranormal Mpreg Romance”

Laying there breathing, Alex had to figure out how to continue pushing long enough for whatever it was to make it past his sphincter. This was taking a toll on him, he rolled over with some difficulty – maybe he just had to switch positions and things will be easier. Grunting a bit, he managed to roll onto his knees so he was in all fours position. He held himself up on his forearms. “Mmmmm,” he rocked back and forth on his knees.

Never Have I Ever by hudders-and-hiddles (huddersandhiddles) – The boys play Never Have I Ever with some of the Met and they get together cause John and Sherlock are so dumb that it takes alcohol and a truth game for them to realize that their feelings are REQUITED DAMN IT okay okay I’m sorry canon stresses me out.

Namjoon agrees. “Jeon Jungkook was small and meek. Everyone was surprised when we heard he was sent away for the initiation ritual because he wasn’t strong enough to be a threat to Head Alpha Jeon so why send him away?”

A near-death experience and a deep connection he doesn’t quite understand drive Isaac into Ryan’s arms one fateful night, and afterward, their lives will no longer be the same. Isaac is one of the rare human men to become pregnant, an occurrence so unique it is not understood by shifter society. Isaac’s condition prevents him from being turned into a shifter for pack protection, putting him further at risk from the warring packs who would stop at nothing to bring Ryan down.

There was no blood in the water, so he hadn’t just had a miscarriage, but the feeling of the pain that had just happened wasn’t normal and it scared the new parent. Pumping his tail, he swam upward. Perhaps he needed to lay back with his legs up, and there was a tiny patch of rocks near where he was that would do the job.

Dean said nothing and sat behind Sam. Even though Dean was a demon at the moment (though Dean didn’t feel even an ounce of it in his body at the moment) Sam relaxed into Dean’s embrace. Well, as relaxed as one could be with having to push out a live human being.

Slim, smart and sweet, Lorenzo is an award-winning journalist, and knows that an interview with him can make or break Dane’s business. A sensitive omega, Lorenzo finds big shot bosses arrogant, uncaring and unprincipled.

As he stopped to catch his breath, he felt it recede just a little back inside him and he groaned at the back step. But he just started to bear down again, groaning with the effort to birth his young before he was completely worn out. He hated being by himself, he wanted his mate here to coach him.

Or that one merfolk au where Levi (merman/male/dominant) and Eren (mermaid/arguably still male but in the submissive role here) are a pair of mates living in the wild, meeting for the first time by the lake that Levi inhabits.

     Arthur went into his room and got ready for his final event of the night. It wasn’t really his room, but it worked as one. It had a nice bed, a small refrigerator full of alcohol, and some little chairs and couches spread about in the wide room. Every room here was like that, but some had costumes and toys in closets or wardrobes. Like the one he was about to go to. He finished putting the tight shorts on and looked at himself. He still needed to find the rest of the costume. He didn’t hate the job, but he didn’t love it either. In a final desperate stretch for money, his brother had hooked him up here, where the pay was pretty well. Arthur put the hat

Aaron North, on the other hand, doesn’t believe in all that mumbo-jumbo. Spending his days writing snarky, skeptical articles for anti-paranormal magazines, Aaron’s life is consumed by logic and what’s directly in front of him. Love at first sight? Sheer nonsense. Fate? He’s not buying it. The fact that his latest gig—an article setting out to debunk a haunted bed & breakfast in the quaint town of Crosswinds—thrusts him directly into the path of sexy, free-spirited Indigo is just a coincidence.

”No,No Ciel. Spread your legs. I know this is uncomfortable for you,I know but I need you to cooperate with me.” He says,Biting his tongue with pain,Trying to prevent Ciel from noticing before finally spreading Ciel’s legs back out. He feels in Ciel’s anus and his eyes go wide as he feels that Ciel is in fact,in labor. He takes a deep breath and withdraws his finger,Wiping it on an unused handkerchief.

Uh yeah this is just porn haha maybe not what you’re looking for but in case others are interested lol. It’s very good at staying in omegaverse but yeah it’s a one shot just showing how an omega could escape an asylum where the majority of patients are alphas without getting fucked to death.

•We were We used protection. I’m a boy. How did this happen? This isn’t good, people will know. He’ll get in trouble.• Jackson grant is 15. Alex March is 22. The two are crazy in love, illegal love. But what happens when Jackson wounds up pregnant from

Sam and Castiel had just gotten Dean back into the Devil’s trap. Sam didn’t take his eyes off his brother, his lover, making sure he didn’t pull another stunt like the first one. Sam unconsciously put his arms around his middle. His abs had lost the definition of muscles and had gotten soft; soft because of the child growing in his womb.

               He dazed off through the window as his history teacher droned on about the political views of Hawaii in the early 1900’s. Jim couldn’t keep focus on such nonsense; he didn’t care what the political views of Hawaii once were.  He was only a few weeks delivering a secret he had been hiding so well, his mind could only ever drift off to the thought of what was yet to come. Jim’s daze was broken was he was welcomed back to reality when he felt her shift a bit.      

BirthDrake awakes to a bright light shining in his face,To the sound of metal clanging and some sort of strange melancholic buzzing spiraling throughout the room,Like a hoard of angry bumble bees. He groans as he tries to sit up,Wondering what’s happened when he suddenly feels resistance,and looks down to see he is strapped to a table. His eyes go wide as he struggles against the restrains,Trying to free himself,But he only hears a solemn laughter emit from the room,And there,from within the dark shadows of the far corner of the room,A man appears. Medium height,Spiked Brown hair,Goggles in his hair. He wears green gloves and a lab coat,Holding two medieval looking devices in his hand. They look like the shapes of swords,With a swirl at the end,And electricity shocking from them at the speed of light. He laughs menacingly,and all Drake can do is slink back onto the table,Shaking with fear as the man grows closer,Soon the man is practically breathing down Drake’s face,and he speaks,Speaks wi

Mark Bruner is a bear caught in the middle. While Mark has always harbored feelings that his father’s ancient clan might consider abhorrent, he’s been able to keep them in check for years in order to better serve his family’s needs. But, in the fallout of his brother’s ill-timed actions, the clan’s financial empire begins to crumble, and Mark finds himself with a plane ticket to Mumbai. Once aboard, he can’t help but be shaken up by the tattooed shifter in a nearby seat and those long-repressed feelings threaten to reemerge.

Dean felt his blood boil. It wasn’t even his demon side that was angry, it was his human side, one hundred percent. He couldn’t believe his brother kept that secret from him. The selfish bastard had a habit of keeping secrets but this one took the whole fucking cake.

In pitch-perfect voices, Kathryn Stockett creates three extraordinary women whose determination to start a movement of their own forever changes a town, and the way women – mothers, daughters, caregivers, friends – view one another. A deeply moving novel filled with poignancy, humor, and hope, The Help is a timeless and universal story about the lines we abide by, and the ones we don’t.

“[Omegaverse] squicked me out. It seems a bit non-con to me in places and I’m really really uncomfortable with huge power dynamics in romantic relationships.” (Torin, female, lesbian, 18-25, Isle of Man)

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single angel in possession of a healthy grace, must be in want of a mate. Unlike most angels Castiel was never too invested in the search for a mate. He knew his brother Balthazar was famous for conducting “extensive research” on the subject, but taking a mate just because it was expected of him wasn’t something Castiel was willing to do. So, he joined the ranks as a soldier and escalated quickly up the hierarchy of The Lord’s warriors. That is not to say that the idea repulsed him, quite the opposite. Castiel hoped to one day have a nest of his own, with a loving and caring mate and a flock of fledglings. As an Omega Angel he was given the gift to carry his own fledglings and dreamed of one day feeling the connection between him and his offsprings that many of the other omegas spoke of. Those dreams lost priority when he met the Winchesters.

The baby’s head bulged at his vagina as it finally came down to crown. He gasped at the burning ring of fire in his nethers, but tried to calm himself; he couldn’t freak out now with his baby so close to being born. He closed his eyes and started to push hard, cursing and crying out as the head of the first baby was crowned further and stretching him even more.

Braun and his brother Kell have not had an easy life. Both having been born omegas means that they are seen as second class citizens and have fewer rights than alphas. Their father only ever saw them as a burden and so Kell was allowed to be married to an incredibly controlling and cruel man. Braun is about to turn 21 and in his world, he is considered to be old and the likelihood of him finding happiness dwindles by the day. Having been cruelly treated his whole life, Braun doesn’t anticipate t …more

Finally when it was dark outside, and the other man had turned on all the lanterns he had, Adam gasped feeling the first egg at his opening, “It’s starting to come….I can feel it….gawd it burns….”

Everyone at the reserve was anxious. The person who was the most anxious however, was the head of the stables, Georgina Whitney. Not only was she in charge of the stables, but she was in charge of a specific stable. The Flok stable.

“Good grief. Some father you’ll be. I can’t expect you to get up and help with the babies in the middle of the night if you won’t even get up for your pregnant husband when he’s in labour,” yelled Harry in frustration. Draco didn’t even stir.