Eternal Contract Novels & Stories

“An Adjudicator as witness is as strong as a contract written down.” “Not if an actual written and signed document already exists.” Ruben scowled. “He actually went that far?” “Yes he did.” “But demon contracts are written in blood and promise your life to the demon realm?” “Yes, they are and yes they do.” Kat twisted her mouth sardonically. “Shit...I’m sorry, baby girl.” “You shouldn’t have gagged me.” Kat looked away. Ruben turned in his seat and leaned towards her. “I will not let you return to him.”

"Wow, Alexa." Alexa shrugged. "Yeah." He just shook his head and relaxed back. "It doesn't matter, you're stuck with me." But the word stuck made his heart skip for some reason. He couldn't help but ponder about what his daughter said. He looked at Alexa. "Did you ever hear, or notice something about the contract that brought us together?" "What thing?" Leo sighed wondering how to ask it. "Um, did dad ever tell you it has an expiry date?" Alexa scowled. "Expiry date?" She shook her head. "No. Why?"

I don't. Eve looked up at me, cupping my cheek with her tired hand, her thumb caressing slowly. "I love you, Killian." I love you too. My head, heart, soul and body screamed but I couldn't speak. I would not make her happy. Love was all about happiness and I wasn't Eve's happiness, sadly. The look in her eyes, she was really expecting me to say something, her thumb still petting my cheek. "I... I'm sorry. I can't...go against our contract."

“It’s clean. Immutable. But it demands a price.” “Everything demands a price,” I said. A truth, not a comfort. Dante’s jaw flexed. “Not this kind of price. One of us — one of the leaders — must put blood to the ink and swear by it. If the pact is broken, the signer dies. Not by sword, not by betrayal; the world will take them. The contract binds the covenant to the soul.” My hand tightened on the cross behind the altar. There’s a grammar to old deals: the more binding, the more exact the blood has to be. You could write a country into submission with ink, but with certain words you could write a person into death.

He asked and Blakeley nodded immediately. “Yeah, sure.” She replied. “Okay. So, the contract is off but that doesn't mean I won't still pay you for the remaining months left until I get what I want. We are married now which means no divorce anymore, and marriage is a lifetime thing. I am honestly not fully in for this but as long as it makes you happy, I am down for it.” “Having a child right now isn't the best option, I want you to try to understand that, we have a lifetime Bakey. We can do that later.” He explained and Blakeley nodded with a smile.

A sarcastic smile breaks out on the incredibly handsome face of the man with fire-colored irises. "Maybe for him, but not for me. We are interconnected, dear." "And for all eternity," Julian completes, looking quizzically at both of them. His sentence causes Shandra to remember one of the several things that was bothering her: "Since I didn't dictate any system of rules before we made the pact, what does that mean? That it is an invalid covenant? Will we need to do it all over again, this time with more details?" Sam scratches his chin. "There have been some people who have renewed their pacts, but for that to even be allowed, you need a very strong reason. Usually this happens when an old m

After a short pause, he delivered the documents to Aria and didn’t say anything. Her stomach dropped as she glanced at the first line of the report. It was a duplicate of their marriage agreement. All the important details—the agreements, when they end and how the money is handled—were out in the open. But how? They took such great care all along. Blackwood Enterprises had stored the contract under lock and key. This is your story, so how did you end up with it? Alexander spoke softly and dangerously. Victoria sipped her martini while smiling. It’s not really fair to assume that everyone in your company is as dedicated as you would like.

“You heard me.” Vivian let out a short laugh, shaking her head. “No, you can’t be serious. You want me to get Raymond in my bed? A married man?” She scoffed and grabbed her purse, pushing back her chair. “I can’t be that desperate. Excuse me.” Samuel didn’t even flinch. “It’s just a contract marriage,” he said casually. “And it’ll expire soon.” That word made Vivian pause. Samuel nodded, watching her reaction closely. “You still have a chance to have him.”

“You’re offering me money in exchange for being your wife. That’s not practical, that’s insane.” “You need money, and I need a wife. This arrangement benefits us both. I don’t see the issue.” He said. “The issue,” I said, gripping the file tightly, “is that marriage is supposed to mean something.” His jaw tensed slightly, but his voice remained steady. “Marriage is just a contract, Elena. Nothing more. You sign papers, follow rules, and at the end of the agreement, we walk away.” I shook my head. “And why exactly do you need a wife? A man like you can have any woman he wants.”

Comes his reply, and I scoff. “Ellie,” Selena elbows me lightly. “Yes, I would, but you would obviously say no, so what’s the point?” My words seem to affect him. He continues to gaze at me and a sad look crosses his face. “Okay, sure,” He surprises me by saying and I open my mouth to speak, but no words come out. Did I just hear him right? “Wait, really?” I finally speak and he nods. Oh my god! He agreed! “At the front gate,” He informs us, and Selena thanks him.