Eternal Contract Chapter 1 Indo Novels & Stories

Dahlia’s P.O.V I stared at the contract again, fingers twitching slightly as I flipped to the third page, my eyes scanning the cold, crisp text that felt more like a business proposal than anything remotely close to what we were trying to build. If that’s what we were doing. Trying. That word barely fit anymore. There was no trying with Killian. There was only doing. And if you couldn’t keep up, you got shut out—cordially, politely, but effectively. I sighed and sat back, the thick paper heavy in my lap.

Hence, as soon as she was in the privacy of her home, she brought out the file and the card he’d given to her. Firstly, she opened the file. She was no business expert but she was sure she could understand the language properly as she began reading through the terms of the contract. It stated that she’d have to be married to Benjamin for two years and during the period of their marriage, Benjamin was to sign off ten percent of the Davidson’s assets to her as a part of the contract. And even after divorce, he’d have no right to claim the assets he’d given to her. The more Lara read through the contract, the more it became obvious to her that this stranger must know a lot about the Davidson’s

“I am not dead. I am part of the core now. I am the core. And the core is eternal.” She turned to face me. And the core flared. I raised the dagger. “Then I will destroy you both.” --- END OF CHAPTER 38

"If the Prince won't lead the Dynasty, then we will delete the 'Infrastructure' and start the story from Chapter 1. Delete Leo. Delete Meilin. Clear the cache." A massive, white beam of light—the Eraser-Tool—began to charge at the tip of the flagship. It wasn't a bomb; it was a total digital scrub. "No!" Elian screamed, lunging for his staff. But as the white light began to descend, a new voice—a voice that sounded like a thousand pens scratching on paper simultaneously—boomed from the very center of the void. "STOP. THE CHAPTER IS OVER-LENGTH. THE READERS ARE VOTING."

They technically weren’t showing a soul in this universe, so they weren’t breaching the contract. Right? “Went by in a flash,” Eva answered the Commander. “Say, I noticed the contract said we’re stuck here indefinitely. Almost like lab rats. Is that standard? Or is that your special request, Commander Chase? Just can’t get enough of me, huh?” “Indef- what?!” He exclaimed. “No, er, it’s a cyclical contract, week to week. Hardly indefinite.” “Week to week without an end date listed,” she countered. “Seems rather perpetual to me.”

Quiet. “Let’s move.” And just like that, the Alpha King began his descent from the mountain— —toward the wolf that had unknowingly summoned him. And the war fate had been waiting to ignite.

I stared at the document in my hands. Slowly, I opened it—I hadn’t even realized I was holding in a breath. I skipped the introduction and began: “This is an agreement between the ‘contractee’ (Thane Blackwood) and the ‘contractor’ (Riley Kaidon).”

It will not be a soft story… but it will be a real one. And yes, the official title is: Uncontracted Desire: Twisted Affection I’ll be sharing a special epilogue from their book immediately after this chapter, a small doorway into the world they’re about to crash into. Consider it a taste of what could become a full novel. But here’s the truth: This sequel will come alive fully only if you want it. Your engagement, your comments, and your excitement are what will determine whether Max and Ava’s story will rise from this epilogue into a complete book.

I say. "I have been in everyone's rooms," she says, without embarrassment. "That is how you know what is actually happening." I take the document from her and read it. It takes me three passes to fully understand what I am looking at. It is written in a form I am not immediately familiar with not a letter, not a report, something older. A divine contract template, partially filled in. The kind of document used when one divine being is making a formal agreement to transfer or exchange power with another.

"My Camila, my wife!" He is right, I am his, as he is mine. Before I was his by contract, today I am his by love and it will be so until my last breath! - Let this not be the end Just the beginning of a story that will continue in your imagination, dear reader!