“Paranormal Mpreg Holiday Romance By Mpreg Birth Push”

Matt left for duty on October 27, 2011. It broke my heart when he left. We kissed each other one last time and he walked off. My heart broke as I watched him. Once I no longer saw him, I went home. I lay on our bed clutching his pillow to my chest. I felt tears coming and I let them flow. I felt like there was no reason to do anything without my Mattie. In my heart, I had no reason to eat or drink or do anything but lay in bed.
Except, things start to get weirder. After escaping, Peter is chased down by a rabid wolf, and Nitro pops out of nowhere to rescue him sporting fur, fangs and claws. As Peter witnesses the unimaginable, he realizes Nitro might be telling the truth about more than him being a shape-changing beast. Having been thrust into a mysterious and bizarre world, Peter is forced to rely on Nitro and something long buried inside Peter begins to awaken.
The sound of horses in this part of the woods isn’t unusual, but as far as Castiel knows, the next hunt is weeks away. The Duke may be neglectful and distant, but he’s always let Castiel and the other guardians of the park know in advance before anyone is expected to pass through his land, if only to ensure that they will have supplies and food waiting for them as is necessary.
From a first glance, one would quickly assume him to be an omega, given the anxious expression on his face. The problem with that, though, was that he had just a little too much muscle for it, and even for a beta. Which left only one option; he was an alpha. Had to be, really.
I was glad to see that Matthew and Ezra’s story was continued here and that the pregnancy results were revealed. I found the most interesting character in the story to be Asher and so I’m glad that the next story will be about him. This series is a nice short read when you want something easy and kind of predictable in between more heavy and longer works.
“The egg will probably come out in ten minutes or so, but it will be very painful.” Joel warned, watching as the first drug-induced contraction made the man scream and cry out hysterically, grabbing the sweaty, heaving orb that was forcing his legs apart.
Why did the stay within the same vicinity of Orvins pack? If I’m being chased by people who want to kill me and kidnap my child, I’m going to go as far away from the place they live. They have a car. Sell the car and go somewhere, anywhere, but where the people are who are trying to kill you? Later in the story someone suggest that they go to Mexico. WHY didn’t they think of that?
Especially when Lev was babbling at him in the middle of the club room, shirt off, saying something or other that Yaku wasn’t really registering, because Yaku had been in the middle of changing as well, but more importantly, he was mesmerized by how white the alpha’s skin was.
Adam nodded knowing the man was right, having to get them out by pushing hard as he could. The other man keeping his legs apart, Adam held onto the sheets that were beneath him so he have something to grab onto.
2. Dismantle Repair by shamrocker531: How a random meeting in a coffee shop can change everything. Nonmagic. *** You want a fic that’ll put you on an emotional fucking rollercoaster? READ THIS. I can’t listen to Dismantle Repair by Anberlin now without getting goosebumps, and it was one of my favorite songs even before this story. Goddd the song is in my head now as I’m typing this and it still gives me feels. If you choose to read this, LISTEN TO THE SONG FIRST. Anberlin rocks. 
“What happened?” was the first thing out of my mouth as they settled around me, and I was a bit surprised at how calm I sounded, the exact opposite of the emotional storm inside me; Worry, Anger, Sadness, Betrayal, was just naming a few of them.
Because sometimes his alpha instinct got the better of him. And though he was confident he wouldn’t do anything to that extreme (and that Yaku was more than capable of taking care of himself should that happen), Lev wasn’t positive he wouldn’t end up saying something stupid.
I felt pure relief wash over me as the cries of my son filled my ear, and from the corner of my eye I could see Mother attend to him, cleaning and other spells falling easily off her lips as she smiled adoringly down at my son. It was in recorded time that he was cleaned checked over.
There is one called forced relationship that I wrote, but I don’t do a lot of stories like this, because I mainly write Mpreg with characters from the musical, CATS, but occasionally I write something like this.