Bestie Contract Novels & Stories

Mei Chen would be paid enough to forget she ever knew a boy named Kai. And Teresa would be left with nothing but the money I had promised her. Money she would never actually receive because the contract would have clauses. Loopholes. Ways to ensure that if she violated the terms, the payment would be void. And she would violate the terms. I would make sure of it. Just then my phone buzzed with a message from Thomas Blake. I opened it with mild interest. "How's the project going? Making progress?" I typed back quickly. "Nearly there. Subject is desperate and ready to accept terms. Should have confirmation tomorrow."

I hope that you will investigate this matter closely and prove my innocence! The officer then said, "But your best friend testified and said that she personally saw you creating the videos…" I thought for a few seconds and asked the officer, "Don't you find it suspicious at all? If she really saw me making these videos, why didn't she stop me then and instead waited until the videos went viral online before going on live stream and accusing me of it so that she can go viral now? "As far as I know, Katie just signed a long-term contract with Samael's Crewsome Entertainment. I have reason to believe that they conspired to frame me for this crime!"

She thought of the cold, lonely terror of being hunted. With a hand that was miraculously steady, she picked up the pen. She didn’t look at him as she signed her name at the bottom of the page, the ink sealing her fate. “Good,” Trent said, retrieving the contract. He paused at the door, his frame blocking the light from the hall. “Remember, this is a contract. Not a courtship. Do not look for a heart where none is offered.” The door clicked shut, leaving her in the silent, luxurious room. She had traded a prison of betrayal for a gilded cage of strategy. But for the first time, the lock was on her side.

As Jorge exchanged pleasantries with Trevor, Matthias smirked slightly and said in a detached tone, "Mr. Fleming, we have dinner plans, so we'll be heading off first." Trevor replied, "Take care, Mr. Yoder." With that, Matthias and Celeste left. After having dinner with Jonathan and the others, Celeste drove home. The moment she arrived, Beck's call came in. She hesitated briefly before answering, "Mr. Harper." "The contract has been signed," Beck said. "You can call your uncle to confirm and then get back to me." Before she could respond, he had already hung up. Celeste didn't expect Beck to move so quickly. Even so, she didn't trust him completely.

“And?” I took a deep breath. “If you vow to obey my orders and not betray me, then I will personally integrate you into the pack and give you a Moonstone tattoo. You will be immune from political consequences and you will become an official member of Moonstone pack until the end of your days. You will receive your own piece of land and a large sum to live comfortably.” Patrick’s eyes widened slightly, but before he could speak, I continued. “But until then, you are on extremely thin ice. One slip-up, one hint of betrayal, and you’re dead. Do you understand? Dead.”

I'm in disbelief, I read the contract; Contract for Anastasia Elyon This agreement is between Anastasia Elyon (Contractee) and the Lycan Triplets, Damien, Draven, and Darius Valerian (Contractors). The Contractee, • Agrees to be bound by the terms of this Contract for one year, commencing upon the signing of this agreement. • Shall provide intimacy to the Contractors during the contract period. The Contractors shall have the right to request and engage in intimate activities with the Contractee at their discretion, with the understanding that consent and mutual respect shall always be upheld no matter what.

He tried to be confident but failed, and before he could say more, Alex was already dismissing him with a wave. For the second time, George almost sprinted out of there as if saving his life from a monster. It was true; he was a monster to his employees and a devil to the entire world. The only one who could see him as a human was Mark, his best friend. Four hours later, the contract was on Alex's desk, and a nervous-looking George stood before him. Alex glanced at him and then picked up the contract. George wanted to run away at that very moment. Although he had checked and rechecked the contract almost ten times, he was still apprehensive.

I crossed my legs and leaned back, introducing myself, "Hello, Ma'am. I'm Lily Cross from West Light Media Limited Company. May I ask what brings you here?" Beatrice nearly laughed in frustration and forcefully tossed her bag onto the table. "Lily, what's the deal here?" I chuckled. "Don't get worked up; you've probably figured it out. I’m the manager of your boyfriend and this is our contract. You can take a look." I took out the contract that Shawn had signed and presented it to Beatrice. I even circled the important clauses in red especially.

His power could level any obstacle in his path, including me. "You sure about this?" He walked over, his massive frame blocking out the light, his eyes boring into mine. "A mating contract," I said, forcing myself to hold his gaze, my words coming out fast. "Separate assets. Separate power. If this falls apart, either party can walk away cleanly. Those are my terms." Damian stared down at me, his eyes dark. "No."