Secret Pregnancy Stories

I walked into Conrad Abernathy's boardroom ready to beg for a contract that would save my failing design studio. The second those icy blue eyes locked on mine, I knew I was screwed. Five years ago he destroyed me the night he walked away—right after we conceived the daughter he's never met. Now the ruthless billionaire is obsessed with tearing down every wall I've built, and if he discovers the truth about our little girl, I'll lose everything... including the only man who's ever made my pulse race with one heated glance.

Five years after Gabriel MacAllister wrecked me and disappeared, I walk into his Seattle boardroom as the lead architect on his new skyscraper—curves hidden under professional suits, heart locked down tight, and a four-year-old daughter he knows nothing about. The second his piercing green eyes lock on mine, I know I'm screwed. He still looks at me like he wants to devour me, and every brush of his hand, every late-night revision session, makes me burn. I have to hide our daughter. He has to stop chasing the truth. But the man who shattered my heart isn't the type to walk away twice, and this time he's playing for keeps.

Five years after he destroyed me, I stand in Vincent Carstairs' boardroom praying he won't recognize the woman he ghosted... or the four-year-old daughter he never knew existed. But when the arrogant billionaire offers me a fortune to save his empire, I'm trapped in his world again—every heated argument, every accidental touch reigniting the fire I swore was dead. Now I'm hiding a child who looks just like him while his piercing eyes see straight through my lies, and I'm terrified he'll discover the truth that could shatter us both.

Five months after I ran from Griffin Valcourt following our last brutal fight, a snowstorm just trapped me in his luxury mountain cabin—pregnant with his baby and terrified he'll notice my changing body. The man I ghosted is now pacing six feet away, still furious, still looking at me like he wants to devour me, and every accidental touch makes me ache with secrets I can't afford to tell. With the blizzard locking us in for weeks, how long can I hide the truth when his suspicion is growing and the heat between us refuses to stay buried?

I woke up in a hospital bed with no memory of the last year, a positive pregnancy test in my hand, and the woman I swore I'd never speak to again offering me the only roof for miles. Vivian Bellingham—sharp, untouchable, and the last person I wanted near my baby—says the child is hers. But I can't remember touching her, kissing her, or falling so hard I destroyed us both. Now I'm stuck in her cliffside mansion, belly growing, while every accidental brush of her fingers makes my body remember what my mind won't. How long can I pretend this baby isn't ripping us both apart again?

I thought hiding my pregnancy from Sullivan Kingsley was hard enough—until a corporate scandal locked us in the same secluded mountain mansion for months under house arrest. Now the man who broke my heart (and knocked me up) is sleeping ten feet away, and every fight, every accidental touch, every night I give in is making it impossible to keep our baby a secret. He's starting to suspect. And the closer he gets to the truth, the more I realize I might be falling for him all over again.

I thought burying my father would be the hardest thing I'd do this year. Then Clayton Moriarty walked into the lawyer's office as the surprise co-heir to my family's crumbling shipping empire—the same man who vanished after my father caught us together eight years ago and shattered my heart. Now we're forced to work side by side to save the company from ruthless creditors, but every heated argument and accidental touch reminds me why I never got over him. The secrets he's still hiding could destroy everything... or finally set us both free.