You sat in the glass cage, hugging a ruffed up stuffed bear on your lap, one of your hands wrapped in bandages, a needle holding some form of liquid spread into your bloodstream, you winced, moving the clothed hand up to your forehead.
Biology has gone actually insane. The Alpha/Beta/Omega system works in a similar way to dog packs (it’s said this trope grew out of werewolf!AUs). Alphas (especially Alpha males) have enormous cocks capable of knotting; Omegas (including male omegas) have a heat cycle that is based on their ability to conceive. Omegas’, er, orifices are self-lubricating, especially while they’re in heat. Pheremones fly around like mad, and there is a lot of scenting, marking and gallons and gallons of bodily fluids.
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.
Jack Morrison is an Omega. According to society, that means he’s only worth something when he’s claimed by an Alpha. But he knows that’s not true. He knows he’s worth more than the status he was born with. He knows that he has more to offer than a submissive belly.
“What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn’t happen much, though.”
When not exorcising the voices in her head, she toils away in a retail job that tests her patience and gives her lots of story fodder. She can also be found in her kitchen, pretending she’s an amateur chef and trying to not poison herself or others with her cuisine experiments.
“Why does she keep doing that?” Spy huffed nervously as he watched the now four year old Anne Marie twirling around and around in one corner of the room. She had her arms stretched out, and was smiling and giggling to herself.
But you know what? I get and understand mpreg even if some readers don’t. It’s why I include it in my novels. Believe it or not, there are times I start out writing and tell myself that this one will not have mpreg. But in the middle or the end of writing, my muse, plot bunny or whatever is my inspiration throws me into that direction. Think of it this way werewolves, vampires, and any other mythical creature aren’t real. But we love reading and thinking about the possibility of them being real one day in the past, present or future. Like I always tell myself every time I sit down and write a story. Fiction is just that fiction and so is mpreg.
Joel smiled as he heard the man’s water break for the first time and he went back towards the man, pushing his legs apart and check on the egg’s progress. Sure enough, the small egg had slid into place and was ready to come out.
I pondered abortion, but I looked down to see my hand absent-mindedly placed on my belly, which was now beginning to pouch just a bit and I instantly decided not to do it. It was either adoption or keeping the baby. I could decide that later. Before any of that I had to tell my parents.
Spy lowered himself down onto his bed, making sure not to punish his aching back too much. Having cleaned and organized his room, everything was in order and to his satisfaction. As he sat, he felt another slight twinge in his lower back. He proceeded to rub the spot then got out a book and started reading. He had a desk chair, but it wasn’t very comfy. Hardly anything was for him these days. Spy rested his arms on his protruding abdomen, feeling the fetus inside squirm slightly. He was in his final month of pregnancy.
3. Faith by Dragongirl16: What if the wizarding world turned its back on Harry? Who will stay true? Who can he turn to? What will he do? ***A few words about this one: This story was written during the golden age of HP fanfiction (early 2000s) so the many cliches that we all make fun of today are included in here. HOWEVER, I do believe that those many fics were actually modeled after this one. The writing is nothing amazing, and could’ve benefited from a beta (were there even betas back in 2003..?) but the plot is actually one of the most original that I have ever read. I wasn’t able to put this story (and its sequel!) down. I still think about it to this day. This story with its sequel amount to over half a million words fyi.
Why we think it’s a great listen: Some books are meant to be read; others are meant to be heard – Water for Elephants falls into the second group, and is one of the best examples we have of how a powerful performance enhances a great story. Nonagenarian Jacob Jankowski reflects back on his wild and wondrous days with a circus. It’s the Depression Era and Jacob, finding himself parentless and penniless, joins the Benzini Brothers Most Spectacular Show on Earth.
I love this series. I love the characters, the dialogue and storylines. I also love the action and adventure aspect of it as well. This book was no different. It had drama, action, suspense, mystery, romance…it had it all. I loved how the characters interact with each other not just the two MCs, but all of the characters. The only bump I found in the story was when they were discussing how Colin and Ed were discussing how they would take care of the baby. Colin mentioned something about being able to afford the rising health insurance premiums for the baby. Active duty service members and their families do not pay for their insurance. It’s an entitlement with the military. Me working with military insurance is the only reason why that stood out to me. Other than that tiny blip, the story was perfect. The series is a definite must read and I truly recommend it.
Amy laid back as the contractions worsened. She could feel the baby moving down into her hips and moaned in pain. Leshia was there to help her, but it was somewhat of an embarrassment. Amy barely felt female at all on the inside, and if it wasn’t for that witch’s gender spell, she would never had been pregnant in the first place. As far as she was concerned, the only thing that made her predicament acceptable was that she had female genitalia.
But you couldn’t move out of his way. How could you? You had to rescue Kaneki from Yamori despite Ayato yelling he was dead. You could remember Touka’s distraught face when she tried to attack him but you stopped her. You became angry he was trying to tear down her strong will. She was his sister after all! What an arrogant prick.
I’ve been a fan of A.M. Arthur’s writing for some time now. I haven’t managed to read all of her backlist yet but everything I’ve read I have loved. I wasn’t sure how I was going to feel about Saved. It’s a bit of a departure for A.M. Arthur – at least as far as I’m aware – and non-shifter Omegaverse stories are not something I’ve read a lot of. I shouldn’t have worried; I loved the story of Braun and Tarek and how they got together.
fandom: rpf_j2, genre: slash, kink: bottom_jensen, kink: graphic_birth, kink: mpreg, kink: penatration_not_anal, kink: pregnant_sex, kink: public_sex, rating: nc17, status: complete, title: unexpected arrival, verse: unexpected
Niso nodded, picking the baby up and out of the water quickly. “Breathe He mumbled, getting out to get a towel and dry the baby. After he wrapped it in a fresh one, looking at Francis. “Are you feeling any better?” Niso mumbled, laying the baby down with its sibling then climbing back in the tub, frowning at the younger male.
Francis choked back a scream then bore down hard. He raised his hips instinctively, grinding his teeth together as the baby lurched a couple inches forward, viciously spreading his ass cheeks further and further apart. “Gyahhhh..!” Francis roared and pushed again. His muscles were pulled taut and he could feel the baby struggling, its large shoulders twisting and grinding into his anus but stalling just behind the puckered rim. He whimpered, “N-Niso…”Niso nodded and looked up at him. “Just keep pushing, you can do it just push Francis!” He coached him, helping to spread Francis’ legs further apart. “You can’t stop now, please just push!” Niso snapped lightly, gritting his teeth and narrowing his eyes at the labouring male. “You’ll die if you don’t finish giving birth!”
Gabriel bit down on his lower lip as the desire to go back to Heaven and see the new creations took over. He just didn’t want Sam to get upset with him so he had to think of a good excuse. He sighed dramatically, “Good Ol’ Father is calling me upstairs so I have to go. I just thought I’d let you know about the children.”
Sometimes life just happens and it sucks. But sometimes, love does too and that make it all the more worth wild. Phoenix and Miles experience this in their usual way, unconventionally, and still make it out alright with more people to love than before.
For those of you who don’t know, the reason why the gas and air isn’t working for Spy is because you have to breath it a certain way in order to get the most benefit from it. You have to breathe it as the contraction is starting and it needs to be slow deep breaths. Whereas he’s panting like a dog.
Every author deserves credit for the extreme effort that goes into writing a story. The concept was good, I read the blurb and bought it. Sadly, it was just blah. There was shifting which I like, but the characters, esp Jake, weren’t developed to where I cared about them. And was it Christmas? I missed that.
What surprised me the most was how few pregnant women or women who have children actually read the genre. I thought the number would be much higher. Over 91% of our respondents have never been pregnant. Of the small number who have been (or the one respondent who is pregnant with her first child… congratulations by the way!), the reasons for finding the genre isn’t all that surprising. It’s relatable.
Four original, unabridged, full-cast productions of Gail Carriger’s most beloved fantasy short stories: “The Curious Case of the Werewolf That Wasn’t, the Mummy That Was, and the Cat in the Jar”: A mummified cat, a secret agent, and an aristocrat entangle Alessandro Tarraboti (father of Alexia Tarraboti from the Parasol Protectorate series) in a rollicking, wry adventure into the supernatural secrets of ancient Egypt.
His stomach twisted when he thought of what he was going to say. If he was being honest with himself he still didn’t know exactly what he would be saying once his idol, his coach, his lover arrived. He felt like he was going to be sick, but he did what he could to steel himself away for what was coming. He couldn’t hide this, not for long. And he didn’t know what to do and
Joel turned around to the labouring man and smirked when he saw the egg already crowning. He strode back and turned the man so that the eggs would have enough space to rest on when they came out of him. Joel expected at least 10 eggs to come out while he was sleeping and he rubbed the man’s sweaty, swollen belly one more time.
But there’s a lo…t more to Austin than meets the eye, and Joey soon finds out that Austin’s reason for hiring him has a lot less to do with his administrative abilities than it does with his desire to discover Joey’s more hidden talents. And the more Joey starts to realize that Austin’s impending marriage to Crystal isn’t quite what it seems, the more he feels compelled to reveal a deeply buried secret of his own
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They both were going to be parents, soon. And Gojyo was anxious; he’d soon have a child to raise and care for. He was scared; of course he wouldn’t tell Hakkai that. Shaking his head, he looked down at the smoldering