Eternal Contract Novels & Stories

The elevator beeped and opened almost immediately he got out of the elevator and Crystal came running just behind. It was a hassle to keep up with his pace while handling her very big gown, especially now that they are all alone. “What makes that so? It’s against every law, even the law of common sense.” She schooled him as she hastens her strides to keep up with him; it was almost like a small run. “A contract is an agreement between two people; it’s not something just you can decide.” She watched his upper lip curve into a small smirk. “I was hoping we would agree, without you bringing law and common sense into this.” He stopped in front of a giant oak door and he punched in some sort of c

He started, I frowned, I wasn’t expecting this at all. “when we signed the contract, you knew what was the reason for all of this, it was revenge. I didn’t say this is going to be easy, however you want to terminate the contract…if you want to terminate the contract, you pay. How simple is that? Did I say that I got back with Chloe? Did I say that I want to terminate the contract?” he asked, I shook my head.

I'm not interfering in his decisions at all. 5. Confidentiality: Both parties agree to maintain strict confidentiality regarding the nature and purpose of this contract marriage, ensuring that no information is disclosed to third parties without explicit consent. 6. Duration and Termination: This agreement shall remain in effect for a lifetime from the date of signing. Upon reaching the termination date or fulfilling the contract's purpose, whichever comes first, both parties shall be free from their obligations under this agreement. Huh?! Lifetime? Is he really serious? It feels like he's saying I don't deserve to be free!

Marco watched from a distance, his weathered face unreadable. When Dante finished, he handed me the notebook. I read the terms carefully, my heart pounding with each line. Protection. Autonomy. Exit clause. Equal partnership. And at the bottom, a single line that made my eyes sting. This contract is offered in love, not obligation. It may be dissolved at any time, but the love that inspired it will remain. I signed my name below his, and he signed his. The duplicate produced a small pocket knife, and we each pricked our fingers, pressing blood to the paper in the old tradition. A blood pact. A promise sealed in something deeper than ink.

This was also the question everyone wanted to ask. “The longevity of an Eternal is actually fake. Although the body of an Eternal could continuously form vitality independently and they will not grow old or die, every Eternal will have to face a catastrophe after an epoch. This catastrophe is very deadly and very few people can successfully overcome it. After they get through it, they will have another epoch to squander. Otherwise, they would naturally become ashes under the catastrophe. Their bodies and souls will thus perish,” Celeste patiently explained. The women looked at each other.

Even in this he was careful not to choose one with such a strong scent, so as to avoid making me nauseous. He smiles at me, pulling away a little. Ethan takes a deep breath, as if taking courage to do something important. "Years ago a contract brought us together. We had one month to pretend to be the perfect couple, to take each other to heaven and hell for so much pleasure. One month that we were to live together, but without allowing the heart to enter into that story, for then we were to be nothing but strangers in the eyes of the other."

Author's POV Jem felt his stomach tighten instantly. Dante continued before Jem could interrupt. “The bond does not remain stable indefinitely once it fully recognizes its match,” he explained carefully. “That’s why the marriage ceremony matters. It isn’t symbolic. It completes the process permanently.” Jem stayed silent, listening carefully now. Dante exhaled softly before continuing. “If the bond remains incomplete for too long… the damage accelerates as the fortieth birthday approaches.” Jem frowned slightly. “Accelerates how?”

For years, centuries, he had searched, through battlefields and banquets, through whispers and seer’s riddles, clinging to the thread of prophecy that one day, she would come. But time had passed like smoke. And she never did. “Gone,” he whispered to the silence. “Or worse, never meant to be.” The thought tasted like betrayal. Not from a woman, but from fate itself. The Moon Goddess was said to be just. Cruel, sometimes, but just. Why then had she cursed him—the last of the Draven bloodline—to rule alone, to ache with this yawning void in his chest? Why did she give him power, immortality, strength beyond measure—but leave his soul to rot unloved?

“There's a clause about it, Ms. Emily... Please continue reading.” Eleonor turns her eyes to the contract: ㅤ § ENDURANCE: This contract and marriage is perpetual, terminated only if: (1) a new contract is specified; (2) in case of annulment of the marriage or divorce by Mr. Reviello; (3) in the circumstance of the death of one of the parties. It initiates with signatures in the contract. ㅤ Eleonor almost chokes. “Perpetual?” The word escapes from the mind to the lips. “What the heck is that supposed to mean?” She mutters to herself.

He opened it and showed me the document. "I prepared this. It’s not a traditional marriage contract. It’s an agreement of eternal union within our organization. Recognized by Declan and the council. In it, the four of us are declared as an indivisible unit. Shared assets. Mutual protection. Absolute loyalty. And, above all, love. It’s legal in our world. And it’s forever."