There is no single accepted set of ‘rules’ for stories written in the genre, but they usually includes strong themes of dominance and submission, and possessiveness. Most stories focus on Alphas bonding and mating with Omegas, and there is a strong use of the “soul mate” trope as well as the concept of sex (or mating) as a biological imperative. Some stories will build alternate societal and cultural traditions, while others insert the Omegaverse conventions into an otherwise ‘real world’ or canonical story story.
“Um, not yet in a minute maybe” he said as he trailed off with a moan. After a few minutes, Jamie got up but when Jess removed her hands from his hips, Jamie felt a rush of pain. he didn’t realize he was having a contraction because of Jess’s magic. “Uuuuggghhhh!” Jamie wailed as he squatted down.
Five years earlier and he’d been stripping despite being pregnant with triplets at the time, (And learned he was actually having quads when he gave birth) and after dating a chief of detectives for a while, he’d been targeted by the Italian mafia. However, he didn’t know anything, and he’d gone into labor while interrogated.
“The possibility that bodies aren’t bound by the conceptions of gender and sexuality that society rigidly thrusts upon us. That somewhere there is an extraterrestrial civilization or another dimension or whatever magical creature that effortlessly destroys the gender binary.” -Lina
Mpreg is not an uncommon trope in Naruto fandom, aided in part by the existence in canon of jutsu such as Naruto’s Sexy no Jutsu. Some examples from the KakaIru pairing include: megyal’s A Measure of Company (with fanart by jofelly), Kita the Spaz’s Mission’s Gift, and Side Effects, an early example from ChibiRisu-chan.
He tries not to be nervous as he drives home. He didn’t forget it’s their anniversary; he stopped this morning and got a really nice bottle of wine for them to share. It’s not him. It’s Stiles – he’s been distracted lately, lost in his own thoughts. He’s been secretive with his phone, and when Derek borrowed his computer, the browsing history had been wiped clean. He really truly believes that Stiles isn’t cheating on him, but he’s worried. Things have been better since Stiles went back to work, but everything’s just…different now, and Derek knows he can’t expect any less, but knowing that doesn’t make things easier.
Nate came back into the room, loaded up with several fluffy towels, a blanket, and a kettle of hot water. Seeing his wife hunched over in the grips of yet another contraction had him setting his items down on the table, rushing over to her side. “Tia,” he breathed out, hands hovering anxiously over her hard, quivering belly.
“Alfie. On the next contractions I want you to give me a couple of big pushes to get your baby’s head out. Ok?” “Ok…Nnnnnggh. Ahhhhhhhh!” screamed Alfred giving all he had to finally push the baby’s head out. Alfred pushed again and the shoulders slid out including a bit of the torso.
Jim attempted to get down on his hands and knees and mop up the mucus and blood mixture now staining the shower tiles; until he felt the little secret loosely move in him, down lower, like water from flood gates. He jolted against the wall in a sitting position knees bent. Jim knew he couldn’t stay here, his gym class would soon be over and the other boys would soon be coming back in. When the contraction passed, Jim dragged the now saturated towel and placed it in the garbage can under some paper t
Adam felt his stomach hating that he could feel each of the eggs underneath his skin, before noticing some were tiny and others big. Wanting to ask again Adam had to know the answer, “How big…do …they get???”
Summary: In the south lies a werewolf kingdom existing within an ancient forest of giant trees, the golden city of the nobles and royalty lying between the edges of the forest and where the endless sea of sand begins. While to north lies the vampire kingdom, dwelling under the shadow of the mountains and by the shores of the sea. Both kingdoms have been at war since their ancestors first sailed over from the west. Now, thousands of years later- there has been an uneasy peace spanning three centuries.
Grell sits under the dead oak tree,Crying,His long red hair in a tangled mess against his tear soaked cheeks. He plucks petals one by one off a dead flower before his head snaps up in alarm when he hears Ciel screaming for him. Grell runs towards Ciel’s voice and nearly knocks over Ciel as they nearly run smack into each other.
Is it ever possible to rip happiness from disaster?Jude Now I’m out of the military, I want a quiet life. A nearby forest where my wolf can run and hunt, and a wood-shop where I can work with the timber I feel an affinity for. I definitely don’t want a mate. And if I did, it wouldn&…
I was very disappointed to find that this was in actuality, a short story with 4 other books in the back and 2 free downloads. The story ended at 26%. This was not in the description and i feel that this is both misleading and fraudulent. I have also noticed that all 35 reviews are from Readers who have received an ARC copy. No verified purchases. I dont kno if the book was padded after that or what. This seems like a KU scam.
He pushed, unable to wait on her as the egg then popped out of him harshly, fluids splashing out after it. She barely caught it, having had to drop the knife, but managed to catch the egg before it fell on the hard rocks. Ferris then collapsed and gasped for air, his chest heaving as he looked between his legs.
It should have been perfect. But when Kit discovers he is carrying Red Henry’s child, his entire world is turned upside down. Bewildered and confused, he obeys his family’s insistence to attend a shifter-addiction support group. But when he discovers the group has a darker, more covert agenda–sparking a war between humans and dragons–can he protect himself and his unborn dragon-baby from their vile plotting, or will he need the help of Red Henry, the one dragon he never thought he could face again?
He laid down on his side facing the omega, a dumb affectionate smile fluttering on his lips as he watched Rhys’, the fur on the plush moving with his breath, his belly and chest rising and falling as he slept.
The ice rink was empty this time of night, except for one lone young man standing on the edge and staring at the cold ice making up the ice rink’s floor. His thoughts were swirling and his eyes betrayed his worry to any that would happen upon him. He expecting someone special to arrive any time, but it wasn’t for what the other thought.