Pregnant By My Professors
Laya Mindy · Ongoing · 67.1k Words
Introduction
First, there’s Dave, my stepmom’s ex and my first forbidden mistake.
Then Evan, the mysterious literature professor I can’t figure out.
And Cole, the older man with a kind smile and a touch that melts me.
What started as one night of passion turned into three dangerous secrets. Now, I’m pregnant—with twins.
The problem? I don’t know which one is the father.
Chapter 1
BECCA
What was I even doing? I spun around awkwardly, my book bag bumping against my hip and catching the corner of a desk. The screech of metal on laminate echoed through the room, and I winced as the desk nearly dragged along with me. My cheeks burned with embarrassment. Did they not bolt these things down? Everything about this space felt stifling.
Blowing my too-long bangs out of my eyes, I hiked my bag higher on my shoulder and carefully maneuvered it over the row of desks.
The sound of the door slamming shut startled me. I turned sharply, my heart racing, only for my bag to smack into someone’s back.
“Hey, watch it!” The guy hunched forward, shooting me a glare.
“Oh, sorry!” I flashed an apologetic smile—the kind that usually worked—and quickly hurried up the stairs. I found a seat near the back, trying to ignore the way my lungs burned from the climb. My face felt like it was on fire, and I silently thanked the heavens for makeup. Once I’d slid into the chair, I tried to shift it to make more room, but the desk wouldn’t budge.
Figures. They don’t bother securing the desks at ground level, but these are bolted in place. I sighed. It wasn’t the first time I’d had to deal with this kind of setup, and it wouldn’t be the last.
A few more students trickled into the lecture hall, their voices lively and filling the dull space with an energy I hadn’t felt all day.
Sweat dampened my palms, and I wiped them on my black-and-white striped skirt. The motion helped steady my nerves a little, though my stomach still churned. The desk pressed against me, making me all too aware of the way my body spilled over the edges. I pulled in a deep breath and held it, closing my eyes briefly to regain composure.
The laughter and chatter around me no longer felt cheerful but cutting, triggering an unwelcome sense of déjà vu. Even though I knew no one was actually paying attention to me, I couldn’t shake the feeling that every laugh and whispered comment was directed at me.
“You’re here to learn, Becca,” I whispered under my breath. Opening my eyes, I glanced around. No one was looking my way. I was invisible again. That’s how I preferred it. I could play the funny friend when needed, but I’d come to college with a clear purpose—to focus on my education.
In front of me, a blonde girl leaned forward, her perfectly styled hair cascading over one shoulder as she whispered to her friend. “Can you believe some people are taking this class online? Such a waste.”
Her words hit a little too close to home. I’d almost chosen to take this entire year online.
A boy sitting next to her turned, locking eyes with me for a fleeting moment before his attention shifted to the blonde. His expression was neutral when he looked at me, but his face lit up as he smiled at her. He leaned back casually, propping his elbow on the chair behind him.
Grabbing my notebook, I jotted down his actions on one of my lists—the ones I kept for future story ideas. I didn’t know his real name, but in my mind, he was already “Brandon.” I underlined the name twice and added “golden retriever energy” to his description. Cute, playful, but not the brightest bulb in the box.
“I can’t believe I have to take this class,” Brandon said, rolling his eyes. Then he looked the blonde up and down, his smirk widening. “Who even needs English Lit these days?”
Everyone, I thought with an eye roll, scribbling more notes. He could be dumbing himself down to impress her.
The blonde leaned so far over her desk that I half expected her to tumble into his lap. The idea made me grin, and I quickly wrote it down as a potential rom-com scene.
Their voices dropped to hushed tones, and I let my imagination fill in the blanks as I continued writing.
I was halfway through crafting their fictional dialogue when the room fell silent.
The atmosphere shifted, the air suddenly charged. I felt the change before I saw the source of it. My neck tingled, and I slowly raised my head.
And there he was.
Tall, broad-shouldered, and effortlessly commanding, he strode into the room as though he owned it. His dark brown hair was neatly styled, and his tailored suit fit perfectly. A full beard framed his sharp features, and his stern expression made it clear he meant business.
“I’m Professor Evan Hilversum,” he announced, his deep voice carrying easily through the hall. “You may address me as Professor or Mr. Hilversum.”
The blonde in front of me shot upright, her earlier confidence replaced with a nervous rigidity. I stifled a laugh, though it quickly died in my throat when Professor Hilversum’s eyes landed on me. For a brief moment, I could have sworn one eyebrow arched, but I dismissed it as my imagination.
“Mr. Hilversum?” A girl near the front raised her hand, her posture calculatedly perfect. “I forgot my syllabus. Can I get another copy?”
“All class materials are online,” he replied without missing a beat. He walked toward the lectern at the front of the room, his steps purposeful. “You’re all adults now. I expect you to act like it. Be prepared, keep up, and don’t waste my time.”
Last Chapters
You Might Like 😍
Filled, Owned, and Fucked by My Best Friend’s Father
He was supposed to be off-limits. Untouchable. The kind of man you only fantasize about when you’re alone in the dark with your hand between your thighs.
But the night I caught him eating another woman alive by the pool, I couldn’t look away.
And he knew it.
The moment his dark eyes locked on mine through the glass, I became prey. His filthy smirk promised one thing—he saw me touching myself to him, and he wasn’t about to let me forget it.
Now, every time I’m in his house, I can’t breathe without thinking of his mouth between my legs.
I left my cheating boyfriend behind, only to fall into something even more dangerous:
a man who could ruin me, break me, and make me beg for his cock while his own daughter sleeps in the next room.
He’s too old. Too powerful. Too forbidden.
But Gianni doesn’t ask—he takes.
And I don’t want him to stop.
The enforcer's redemption
Tyler Rodriguez is the most feared enforcer in professional hockey, six-foot-three of controlled aggression, paid to hurt people and too hollowed by guilt to care about the cost. When a brutal hit sends rival player Danny Martinez to the hospital, Tyler expects hate. What he doesn't expect is Danny's sister.
Sofia Martinez has spent two years rebuilding her life after escaping an abusive marriage, raising her daughter Emma alone, watching every exit, trusting no one who looks like violence. Tyler Rodriguez looks exactly like violence. She knows better than to let him in.
But Tyler keeps showing up. At the hospital. At her school. In the quiet spaces, she thought were hers alone. And for the first time in years, Sofia's threat assessment comes back wrong because the most dangerous thing about Tyler Rodriguez isn't his fists. It's that he listens.
As their forbidden connection deepens, Sofia's ex-husband, Marcus, is watching, and when he files for custody of their daughter, naming Tyler as evidence of Sofia's poor judgment, everything they've carefully built begins to crack.
Tyler must choose between the only language he's ever known and the man he's desperately trying to become. Sofia must decide whether protecting her daughter means keeping her walls up or finally letting the right person through them.
The Enforcer's Redemption is a sizzling, emotionally raw forbidden romance featuring a brooding hockey enforcer haunted by grief, a fiercely independent single mother rebuilding from trauma, and a slow-burn love story set against the backdrop of professional sports, custody battles, and the hardest question of all: can broken people protect each other without breaking again?
Perfect for fans of Elle Kennedy, Devney Perry, and Elsie Silver.
Bride To The Werewolf King
The Lycan Kings and the White Wolf.
My Husband's Secretary Wore My Dress
Those words shattered Vivian's heart.
For three years, she endured her husband's coldness and his secretary's endless provocations.
She never knew that the woman he trusted most had stolen her identity.
Or that the man she loved had secretly loved her all along.
When the truth finally came out, it was already too late.
Vivian had divorced him.
She had disappeared with his unborn child.
And she had no intention of coming back.
Five years later, the former ballerina returned as the sole heiress of a powerful family.
Standing beside her was a little girl with eyes identical to Caden Lux's.
The billionaire who once ignored her had gone mad.
He blocked her in the dressing room, knelt before her, and even accepted the possibility that another man had taken his place.
Because losing his pride was nothing.
Losing Vivian had nearly killed him.
But after everything he had done…
Could she ever forgive the man who chose another woman over his own wife?
The MC Hacker’s Stolen Princess
She did not come to find out her father had promised her to another man.
As the only daughter of Shane “Rook” Rourke, president of the Lost Coast Renegades MC, Taryn has always known club business comes first. But when Rook signs a treaty with the dangerous president of Iron Mesa, he crosses a line even she never imagined.
Safe passage through Arizona territory comes with a price.
Her.
Kellan Stroud is thirty, powerful, ruthless, and already waiting at Sturgis to meet the woman he expects to marry.
Taryn wants no part of him, no part of the agreement, and definitely no part of a future chosen for her by two men who think a signature is enough to decide where she belongs.
Then she meets Bobby Fuentes.
At twenty, Bobby is one of the youngest fully patched members of the Sons of Doom MC. He is quiet until he has something to say, dangerous when he needs to be, and smart enough to get into places no one else can. Hacking is what he does best.
Until Taryn gives him a new problem to solve.
One reckless connection at Sturgis becomes something neither of them can ignore, and when Bobby realizes exactly what Rook has promised away, walking away stops being an option.
But stealing another president’s future wife is not a misunderstanding.
It is an insult.
A betrayal.
And in the MC world, it can mean war.
Taryn refuses to be anyone’s property.
Bobby has never been good at following rules.
And Kellan Stroud does not forgive what he believes belongs to him.
The road out of Sturgis may cost them everything first.
Ex-Wife, Current Wife
For three years, she lived in the shadow of a loveless marriage. She was the woman everyone loved to hate, the one who supposedly "stole" him from his first love. She endured his cold indifference, raised their son—who struggles with a speech impediment—in silence, and traded her own brilliant career for the thankless role of a trophy wife.
But when his long-lost love returns, she is unceremoniously pushed aside to make room for the "real" family.
Enough was enough.
After he publicly humiliates her and chooses the mistress’s daughter over his own son during a birthday party, something inside her finally snaps. She doesn't just want out of the marriage; she wants her life back. With a secret talent for design and a newfound resolve, she walks away from the gilded cage of his estate.
But as she rises from the ashes of her failed marriage to reclaim her status as a top-tier designer, he realizes the woman he treated as a disposable pawn was the only one who truly held his world together.
Now, the woman who once begged for his attention is no longer looking back. Will he be able to earn her forgiveness, or is he finally too late?
BROKEN TRUST
Neither of them knew she was carrying his child.
Emily’s affair didn’t just end her marriage—it erased the life she thought was guaranteed. Ryan left without looking back, carrying his anger like armor and leaving Emily alone with regret she would never outrun. Three years later, fate drags them back into each other’s world, along with a little girl who has Ryan’s eyes and a truth that shatters everything he thought he knew.
Old wounds reopen, grief masquerades as rage, and love refuses to stay buried. As parenthood binds them together and the past demands accountability, Emily and Ryan must face the question neither of them is ready to answer: is broken trust the end of their story… or the beginning of a love forged through loss, forgiveness, and brutal honesty?
Falling for My Boyfriend's Uncle
My boyfriend skipped our anniversary for her—the girl who called me a whore.
He left me walking home in the dark. When my apartment caught fire, he ignored my calls.
But his uncle showed up.
The one with the scarred knuckles and the cop badge. The one who looked at me like he wanted to burn the world down for me—or maybe burn me down instead.
Now, we live under the same roof. Three people. One bed too close.
Every time my boyfriend touches me, I flinch. Every time his uncle looks at me, I burn.
He's dangerous. He's forbidden. He's everything I shouldn't want.
Is he saving me... or does he just want to own me?
Some fires don't just burn. They consume.
My Alpha's Fake Luna
Those were the last words my Alpha whispered before he severed our bond.
I believed our marriage was over.
I was wrong.
For two years, I thought Alpha Michael never loved me.
Every misunderstanding pushed us farther apart.
Every silence broke another piece of my heart.
While another woman slowly took my place.
But everything changed after the death of the Grand Alpha.
My mate began watching me.
Protecting me.
Holding me whenever I fell.
Looking at me like he was terrified of losing me.
If he hated me...
Why did he keep risking everything for me?
And why did everyone panic the moment I finally chose another future?
The Vampire King's Feeder
Emory: I was born to be the Alpha of my pack, my father's first born daughter. But now... I am here, in the castle of our greatest enemy, the Vampire King. I should hate Kane Alexander, but the more time I spend with him, the more I long for him in ways I cannot understand. I am not here to be his lover, though. I am here to be his feeder. But even before his lips graze my skin the first time, I know I would give myself to him in every way imaginable if only he should ask. Kane: I long to taste the wolf shifter, but not her blood, her body... her essence. I want her in every way imaginable. But I'm already betrothed to marry another blood-born vampire, and if I call that off, I have resigned my kingdom to yet another war. There has to be a way to keep Emory Moonraker as my feeder but not claim her in my bed. I just haven't figured it out yet, and every time I look into her jade eyes, I forget everything and everyone but her. But I have enemies, and every moment she spends here in my home, Castle Graystone, she's in danger.
Legacy Of Dragons, Royal Dragons Book 2
Ria and the Balaur brothers never imagined how far their family would come.
After surviving betrayal, loss, and the lies that nearly destroyed everything they loved, they dedicated themselves to building a future. What began as a training facility for dragons soon grew into something far greater—a place where dragons and other species from around the world could learn, train, and thrive together.
Now the facility is flourishing. Their children have grown, many finding their own mates among dragons, shifters, and other species from distant lands. The family Ria fought so hard to protect has expanded beyond anything she once dreamed possible, bringing new friendships, new adventures, and a growing legacy of grandchildren.
As old secrets continue to surface, long-held beliefs about dragons and mixed-species bloodlines are being challenged. Truths buried for generations are finally coming to light, reshaping everything they thought they knew about their world.
