Best Friend Contract Novels & Stories

he growled dangerously. “A day is almost gone. I'll bring the contract over for you to sign tomorrow, my rules and offer still stand. I hope you have made your decision.” He unlocked his room door and stepped out, plunging Jamal into semi-darkness again then making sure to lock the door back before leaving, Jamal howling after him. His next destination was to his lawyer, the child abuse lawyer he had hired to help him draft the agreement, Mr. Winnows. He had said the papers would be ready that day, another cab he had to take.

Sasha continued, desperate for something to say in order to fill up the silence, "I don’t think I've ever met anyone like her… she's the only one I can call a friend." "Ouch" Kaleb said, clutching his chest playfully, "You are saying you don't consider me a friend? Such a hurtful thing to say, doll face. You wound me!" Sasha punched him playfully, "Stop calling me, doll face. And you know what I meant. Besides, it's the truth. We have never been friends… Why do you suddenly care about that now?" He turned to face her fully, and Sasha held her breath. "Change is a part of life, is it not?" he asked, then continued without waiting for her to reply, "In fact, some people say it's constant. We w

THE AGREEMENT "What happens when I want out before the three years have passed? " she asked. “The contract does include provisions of early termination, ” he said. “But the economic advantages would be considerably diminished. ” Aria took a deep breath. "And what if you change your mind? For the first time, some kind of respect was shown in his expression. "A smart question. If I let you go without any cause you will get seventy percent of the promised final payment and all the medical costs are covered.

"Nice to meet you," Collen quickly took my hands and shook them. My hands fell limp to my side. "Is everything okay?" Hannah asked, her green eyes searching mine. "Yeah, just that um, I was about to go to bed when you came," I lied through my teeth. My heart was beating not just within my chest but I could hear it in head. This was the first time I had lied to my best friend in all our twelve years of being friends. "Oh, I was hoping you could stay up with us to watch a movie."

“You drive a hard bargain, Miss Draven.” “I learned from the best.” “Alright.” He stood, extending his hand. “Partners. Equal decision-making. Separate bedrooms. Honesty. And freedom to find our true mates if they exist.” I stood and shook his hand. His grip was warm, firm. “Partners.” “I’ll have the contract drawn up this week. We’ll review it together before you sign anything.” He didn’t let go of my hand immediately. “For what it’s worth? I think this could work.”

“What if you found someone your fated mate after you signed the agreement?” Rusty raised a brow. “I don’t believe in it. However, if that happens then, the contract becomes invalid. It’s going to be something Wilson has to talk to my future partner about.” That made sense. The agreements weren’t fixed in stone. Wilson explained before how preferences can change over time. Today’s hard limit can be tomorrow’s soft limit. “You’re also not allowed to tell anyone about our relationship and who bottoms,” Carlos insisted. “I don’t want to be known as the alpha who bottoms.”

“Stop trying to turn us against each other! Whether Benjamin or I got AIDS, we would never abandon the other! Don’t think you can belittle our love!” When Benjamin heard this, he seemed to perk up again. “That’s right! My relationship with Pearl is so strong that a small thing like AIDS would never come between us! Besides, I have loads of money. Even if I contracted AIDS, I can get the best medical team to fight it!” With how sure he sounded, I could not help but try to start a fire. “If you’re so sure, what’s the point of doing a pre-nuptial health check? Just get your marriage certificate now!

"No offense but you don't hold much weight in that department." "My friend Cole Michael told me once that when you get into deep shit with someone and you team up to make it out, chances are you become best friends for life. You are officially on my list of best friends for life and I promise to always have your back. If they fire you, I'll make them regret the day I was born." "Can you make that a poem so that I can frame it?" She laughed. "Better, let's make a contract. I'll sign it." I assured her.

It is where your personal emblem, a representation of your life will be on the palm of your partner. The two people who are involved will vow to support each other. Normally, contracts are formed through mutual understanding and are immediately terminated after the objectives are done. That’s why having a sigil partner like her was truly a once-in-a-lifetime chance. Though they formed it by chance, they lasted for more than a decade already, and counting. It’s not that they have objectives that they haven’t yet finished. It’s just that both of them didn’t want to and through the years, it never crossed their mind to end their contract.

The ride home was short and quick and before I knew it, I was running out of the car, hoping I’ll find a way to stop Brie before my parents could even meet her. Brie was a friend of mine, a friend with benefit. We had an agreement that bounded us just to the rules of FWB and nothing else. As time passed by, Brie demanded more, she wanted to know where I was, who was with, and what I was doing, and started acting like she was my girlfriend. That actually pissed me off and I ended the arrangement, breaking off the contract before its due time and paying her a half million for breach of contract. It was supposed to be a million dollars that I was to pay her but because she breached the contract