Billionaires Surrogate Novels & Stories

Silence suddenly took over their conversation as Jackson dumbfoundedly stared at Chris’s cheerful eyes and bright smile. “Congratulations! You are a billionaire and the father of a triplet! Ta-da!”

She bites her lip. "But what about everything else?" She takes a step away from me and then back towards me as she considers my words and the intentions behind them. "I'm not sure what you're proposing, Mr Thorne." Then she exhales a long breath. "Why don't I help you look for someone more willing to be your surrogate?" She hems and haws and then clears her throat. "Especially when it's a complete medical process, and there's no intimacy required. Anyone else would be willing to do this more than me if they need the money." Putting my hands in my pockets, I give up.

Sebastian without no sense of empathy and remorse for the Walkers family made Harry sign a document of transfer of property to him threatening to hand him over to the corps if he insisted and Harry with on further objection handed Maya’s Empire and Walker's Corporation at Sebastian’s hands Back in the N.C. group, a certain thought kept hoarding Sebastian’s head. Years ago, he was told by the doctors that he wouldn't live past a certain age. Belle and Deacon were informed too. This health crisis stood as an impenetrable barrier to him causing him to grow lean thinking. As a result of this challenge, Sebastian opted for surrogacy just to be born an heir over his inheritance; however, he ended

Alice pleaded, wondering if she had fallen into the hands of a vampire prince or perhaps a mafia ruler, as she had read about in books. "your worst nightmare" "What?" "My name is Arnold Hawthorne, and I am the CEO and heir to the Hawthorne corporate empire. I won't say this again, so pay attention. You are going to be my surrogate bride because I am the youngest billionaire in Country B and beyond and nobody can escape my vengeance. You will become the mother of my heir." Arnold murmured inanely and in a detached manner. seated across from her on the bed. How come?" Alice was taken aback by his statements and gasped.

He spoke with a parfait straw in his mouth. “Tyleratte Brooke, I wish I was him.” “What do you mean?” I asked him with disgust. “Please, don’t tell me you don’t know the Tylerattes?” “Well I don’t.” “Tyleratte Brooke is listed as the richest billionaire in Singapore.” He replied, smiling mischievously. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

She began to sob. “Shit! I am sorry, I didn’t mean to blame you for any of this.” Killian spoke softly and approached her. Bethany scooted away from him. “Hey… I am sorry. Look, I hired her as a surrogate. This is all transactional.” He explained. Bethany held a smirk behind the curtains of her hair. A surrogate? Nothing more? Her plan to get rid of her had just proven to be swift.

Richard started his story as soon as we sat down in one corner of the hospital cafeteria. This scene was very familiar to me, just as Krystal had drawn me in to listen to her story yesterday. Unfortunately this time I had no inkling that this would work in my favor. I had already been eliminated from the possibility of becoming a surrogate mother, my only hope of escaping the suffocating financial situation was now gone. "Like any other billionaire couple, we were required to have a successor. We've been working on it for 5 years and are almost at the deadline. Our parents are getting impatient, there's chaos everywhere and it's even affecting our company stocks," Richard took a sip of his c

I finally drop the pencil and pick up my phone, opening the search bar at the top of the screen. I am at a loss for what to type because I only know him by his first name. My fingers tap rapidly on the phone's keyboard. 'Ethan Billionaire' appears on the search bar, and I tap the search icon. My eyes widen as I skim through the various articles that appear. There are many things I learn about him at once, and I feel as if I have been struck by lightning. I can't seem to wrap my head around the fact that I was a surrogate for the wealthiest person in the country, Ethan Lorenzo.

she asked. Mrs. DeRoya cleared her throat, signaling that she would answer the girl. “Miss Pence, I only had one child, my son Brayden here. My husband was also an only child. So, unless Brayden produces an heir, our bloodline here in the United States is lost. What we need is a surrogate to carry the child. If you sign the contract, when the child is born you will receive one million dollars to take your siblings and go have a good life,” she said, staring at her without emotion.

Surely, he won’t agree to spend his evenings watching movies with her instead of doing business-related stuff or going out with women. “Yes, I can do that,” He agreed, which shocked her. “Are you for real? You are a workaholic Luciano, how are you going to give up working hours for your pregnant surrogate?” She asked. He frowned. “Pregnant surrogate?” He asked. “Is that why you are frowning? But it is the truth though, even though I don’t like it. I am literally a surrogate, the only difference is I also want our kids, in fact, I wanted them alone but you just couldn’t let me have anything alone,”