“Omegas I Love Mpreg But Dean Is”

2. White Horses by Jackie Stevens: They say that there are no white horses – those that we think of as white are really just a faded and deceiving grey. Names can be misleading, and definitions can be false, and yet through the maze of artifice and deceit, we might just find something true. When Harry returns for his last two years at Hogwarts School, he will find that boundaries are shifting and not everyone is who he thought – including himself. He will have to learn that change is like those elusive white horses: swift, beautiful and irretrievable. ***This story is so incredible and poignant; I really have been wanting to draw fan art for it! Ultra fave. 
”That will be all,Thank you. Take the day off,I know as well as you that you are due soon,As I am. Please,You mustn’t strain yourself” Ciel smiles before sipping his tea. Sebastian bows as best he can  to Ciel and leaves the room,Leaving Ciel to himself. Ciel sips on his tea and sighs as he rubs his stomach. Suddenly,He feels a pain consume his stomach. He clutches his stomach and leans slightly over the table,He pants softly as the pain grows worse,and he lets out a relieved sigh as the pain ends. Slowly and cautiously,He stands,a hand over his stomach. He waddles to the door,But is dropped by another excruciating pain. He drops to his knees and cries out. He rocks back and forth and groans as the pain finally eases. He stands up cautiously and walks out of the dining room. He waddles to his bedroom and sinks down onto the bed,Rubbing his stomach gently. He takes his eye patch off and lays it on the table before closing his eyes,Trying to get a much needed nap. Eventually,He falls asleep but is awoken a short while later to another stomach cramp. He groans loudly as he rubs his stomach. As the pain eases,He stands up,and begins to pace his room. He stops by the window and glances out it,Smiling slightly as he sees Grell twirling around girlishly in the garden. Suddenly,Without warning,an excruciating pain drops him,Causing him to fall hard on his knees. He screams out in pain and curls onto his side,Screaming out for Sebastian or anyone else who might hear him.
Because Alpha Yifan always makes Zitao feel like . Because Zitao longs for Yifan.  Zitao knows that he is the only one who imprinted. Because Yifan imprinted on someone else.  Because Zitao is a rejected omega who will alway
A disturbing murder with shocking consequences sets in motion the new book in the number-one best-selling suspense series starring psychologist Alex Delaware and Detective Milo Sturgis. An affluent family returns home from Sunday dinner only to find the murdered and brutalized corpse of a total stranger in their house. This baffling, twisted tale tests Alex and Milo to their intellectual and emotional limits.
I really like how the story starts off and that Rian and Taryn’s situations are gradually introduced. However, their problems seem easily resolved not so soon after the fact. Talk about winning the luck lottery! Honestly, I was surprised that Rian’s infertility issue was not made into a bigger deal than what it was. Especially with the Pack Wars going on, getting married and procreation is a must in their society. Therefore, one would think that there would be some conflict at least between the parents (matchmaking) and the Council (pushes for births to build their Alpha Guard), but sadly no. I do wish that the author went into more detail about the Pack Wars and how they select their Council. I can only assume I will get the answers I need in the next book.
“F-Francis…” Niso mumbled softly, shifting so the tired male could see the baby. He looked down at it too when it began to cry. “N-Niso..” Francis moaned weakly, leaning his weight against the older male, his body still shaking from the strain of delivery. Slowly, he turned to look at the squalling baby cradled in Niso’s arms. Francis couldn’t believe the baby had come out of him. Before he could dwell too long on the insanity of the birth, his body convulsed and he arched his back, groaning anew when another contraction hit and a torrent of fluids expelled from his anus. “No..no..n-not again,” Francis cried, face flushed and shiny with sweat. It was too soon! Niso bit his lip and got up from the tub, finding a towel and wrapping the baby in it. After laying the baby on the floor where it was safe he got back into the tub, gripping Francis’ hand now. “It’s happening again?” Niso asked, swallowing hard as he looked down to Francis’ still swollen stomach with a shake of his head. Francis nodded jerkily. His chest burned with each quick and shallow breath, his lungs desperate for more air. But before he could gasp again, he surrendered himself to another painful contraction and bore down with a vengeance. The pressure in his anus was escalating. He bellowed loudly and squeezed Niso’s hand for support. His head was spinning from lack of oxygen and he wanted the pain to disappear but it was only worsening. He paused for a brief moment to collect himself then jerked back with a cry when an involuntary spasm seized his body. The next baby was on the edge of crowning. “I can’t,” Francis begged and looked imploringly at Niso. He was defeated. “I can’t do this..It hurts too much..”Niso just shook his head and kept a tight grip on Francis’ hand. “Push Francis!” He ordered him harshly, glaring a little. “I gave birth to your six kids! Now push!” He growled. Deep down, he felt mildly angry at Francis’ for giving up so early. He pressed his hand to Francis’ stomach and narrowed his eyes at him. “Push.” “S-Stop it! Get offa me.” Francis bucked and jerked, trying to wrench himself free from Niso’s grips. He felt as though he was tearing in half, his sore anus bulging and straining to release the baby trapped inside his canal. It did not come out with his last push and he gasped for breath then fell forward, groaning as its head edged closer and closer to his anus, stretching him past the point of pain. Grunting, Francis threw his head back and pushed again, face and neck reddening from the extreme effort. Despite the pain wracking his body, he yanked his knees to his chest and bore down, cursing and screaming, when suddenly something slippery and wet emerged between his thighs, gushing fluids. “Haa..haa..h-head’s out,” he called weakly.
Joel smiled as he saw a small egg breach the man’s opening and he cruelly spread his legs open widely, looking at the heavy dilated hole. Fluid started dripping from the hole as the man moaned and groaned against the contractions.
“13 years ago, you forced me to be your son. Today, I am going to force you to be mine. I am stronger than you now and I’ll make you mine and mine only, Kim Tae Hyung,” Jungkook snickered with eyes filled with passion, thirst and desire…
As he came running out from the ANBU head quarters, he almost ran into a group of two men and one woman, the man he almost ran into being a big alpha called Bear that he had found particularly attractive, but never had a chance to hit on. He gave a playful laugh towards the man and invited him to the chase by releasing more pheromones and letting himself stroke his body against the other man as he passed, and then dashed of, leaving the people behind and running for all he was worth.
As I walked into the house my cat Mavis ran to me and licked my face a million times giving me kisses. I pet him and smiled. “Hi Mavis. I got you something awesome.” I said as I set the bags on the counter. “Sweet boy what are you doing?” I asked as he started to sniff the bags.
The end felt a bit rushed, don’t get me wrong, it was a nice ending but the way things were left, it makes me worry about their future… yes I’m one of those people who keeps thinking about characters even after a story is over.
          Galadra panted as another contraction seized her swollen belly. Pushing accomplished nothing, no matter how hard the tip of her massive egg ground against her cervix. She had been in labor for 5 hours, the last two of those were spent straining and pushing in vain. The witch had induced a quick labor given that after only 3 hours Gala was fully dilated. The healers and midwives did everything in their power to help the princess lay the egg. From squatting to kneeling to a bath of warm water, no position budged the egg from it’s resting place. Their magic was powerless as well. No amount of spells or chants reduced the egg
Seriously, I just stopped writing for a full quarter of a year. And that’s way too long. So why did I stop writing? I was too busy. I got caught up in school assignments, extracurriculars and everything else that wreaks havoc on my conscience. I never found quite enough time for myself to sit and write. Some friends told me I had writer’s block, but I don’t think so I did. I had ideas. I just never put them down on paper.
↑ The prompt, Request- J2- AnimalTraits, Claiming, Knotting, DomJared, SubJensen, Impregnation was posted at spnkink_meme on November 8, 2010 and received one fill, “Heat” by miss_lv. The same prompt was later posted at blindfold_spn on January 10, 2011 (now locked).
Sighing, Aldin tossed his jacket on the couch after slamming the door behind himself. He was so tired of having bad dates, and at eight months pregnant with twins his emotions were making things ten times worse. He didn’t want to try with anyone else, not when he loved the very man that had left him alone and pregnant.
Jax Hollister, lawyer and alpha shifter, is lonely and looking for an omega he can love and care for. He takes a case pro bono, of snide, arrogant Nathan Peverell, accused of attacking and seriously injuring two young girls, which he denies doing. Jax believes him, and is fed up with a system constantly convicting and imprisoning innocent shifters. Kris Jameson, also lonely, is an omega shifter working in the justice department as a prosecutor. Both men had previously signed up at a dating service called Omega Date to find mates. They chat on line, discover their similarities, and decide to meet. They are instantly attracted to each and feel a mating bond, but a disagreement leaves them angry with each other, and they part. Weeks later they are stunned to find themselves pitted against each other in court. Kris is in heat and Jax is wild with uncontrollable lust. Their one hot sexual encounter leaves Kris pregnant, which he hides from Jax. Both have trust issues. I don’t want to spoil this exciting, well written story of the trial, tribulations, and birth both men experience. What I liked about this book was the gradual love, trust and understanding they established together.
The egg was pushed out a little more, then when he bore down hard his gray eyes snapped open wide and he gasped, the having been pushed out completely and into his pants. “I-It’s out!” He lifted himself into standing straight again and clutched his stomach, frozen where he stood.
Jax Orris escaped a life of captivity and pain to save himself and his infant son. Living as vagrants isn’t ideal, but it’s better than trusting the authorities who landed Jax in hell to begin with. When their hiding place is discovered, Jax is shocked to feel the mating bond with the young alpha who’s been tracking him—and even more shocked when the constable doesn’t immediately arrest him for his crimes. It helps him trust Karter enough to accept his help in keeping himself and his son safe from the men Jax escaped.
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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.
His lips twitched into a smile, though. It was worth it, -and he’d do it again- because inside his little home was the only reason he’d ever cut back in smoking willingly. He hummed and ran a hand through his long red hair. Think it’s time I cut it again, before the baby’s born… He smiled fondly.
Dean pops the first three buttons of his shirt and pulls the knot on his tie loose, leaving it to hang limply around his neck behind his V.P. identification card for Sandover. His arms hang heavily at his sides after he retrieves his discarded briefcase and the grocery bag from the local market.
“What the hell’s with all the racket?” came a voice from outside. Demoman popped his head round the door, only for his eye widen at what he saw. Spy lowered his head in shame. Sniper however, couldn’t be more relieved at this point.