Harry Potter Inheritance Marriage Contract Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“This thing we have going between us. What if we made it real?” His question shot me up into a sitting position, my pulse spiking as I looked at him as though he had lost his head. “What?” Theon sat up as well, much calmer than I was “We are already married, and the contract doesn’t have an expiration date or any clause about divorce in the contract we signed. What if we just forgot that the contract existed and made it real?” “I don’t need to ask. You’ve lost your mind” I breathed out.

Deal with what came after…after. They went downstairs. Her father was waiting in the grand foyer, ready to escort her to the marquee and give her away. He’d given her away when she was seven, Erin thought. Peter would never do that to Jack. She had to make this marriage work. Had to. A princess…a gut-wrenchingly beautiful princess. Peter’s heart started galloping as she walked down the aisle towards him. A surge of desire tightened his groin. His bride. The woman he’d wanted more than any other. But she wasn’t smiling.

I snapped and would have continued if I hadn't been interrupted. "What the hell is this nonsense?!" Chloe screeched. "Nathan, tell me what the fuck is going on, right now!" Mahn, I was doomed. Noah had been right. I should have taken care of things with Lily immediately after I had signed the damn marriage contract. Frankly, I hadn't been willing to let Lily go. I was so sure my marriage with Chloe would be sour and would not last. Lily was a wonderful mistress. Damn, she was hot and naughty and everything I had wanted in a woman.

"Maybe she doesn't fit into your picture, but she fits into mine. I'm not asking for your permission. I'm telling you what I'm going to do." Slowly, dad slides a stack of papers across the desk toward me. "This is your inheritance," he says. "I'm giving you ninety-five percent of everything I worked so hard to build. But this agreement will only be valid if—and only if—you marry Nicole and promise to never see Hazel again." Dad’s signature is already scrawled at the bottom. But, the promise of wealth and power means nothing to me compared to the life I want with Hazel. "Oh, and about your child with Hazel, I promise he'll get financial support until he's at the age where he's ready to look f

“I don’t care about your wealth, your family drama, or any other problems you’ve got. I’m not going to be your pawn in some messed-up family power play. This was never in the contract.” He looked defeated, his posture caving as if he had just realized that I wasn’t going to back down from this. “Fine,” he said, leaning against the wall. “We’ll have to find another way. But just so we’re clear, the contract between us still stands. I have no intention of nullifying it.” Suddenly, before I could respond, Harry appeared, materializing like a shadow out of nowhere. And trailing behind him was Marina, who had that strange look in her eyes, a mix of mischief and something darker. I had grown all t

He yells. “How dare you! Harry is ten times the man you are and I wouldn’t marry you if we were the last two people on earth! Get it through your thick skull. I don’t want you. I don’t care about your family or mine. I don’t want more power, I don’t want to pop out endless little Witch babies for you and there is NOTHING you can do to change my mind. Now get OUT before I am forced to call the authorities!” It takes every bit of power I have not to shove him. Harry delivers the final blow when he pulls me close, leans down and gently presses his lips to mine. I swear I nearly pass out on the spot and I feel a rush of his magic surging through me. He pulls back.

He looked at my father with the same expression one might use for a persistent insect. “My brother is a fool for marrying for 'love' and complicating things,” Rhysander said, his voice dropping to a deadly, calm silk. “But I am not a fool. I do not honor debts signed by dead men. You aren’t offering a partnership; you’re asking for a bailout disguised as a wedding. The answer is no. Now, take your daughter and leave before I have security escort you out.”

Because she didn't know how to take or how to mark something as her own. Alex wouldn't do the same mistake as her, he wouldn't be like his mum. He wouldn't spend his days craving love, support and success. He would take. He would conquer; until everything he wanted belonged to him. That's what he did. And this time, that's what he would do. He would marry, even if it was a contract. With a devilish grin that seemed to round about his thin lips, he called up his lawyer, Martin Henderson and asked him to about a contract. A marriage contract of six months. When he was informed that it was possible, he breathed in relief.

"I didn't give her a chance to talk.", Harry said expressing his frustration. "She had ignored me for months, and all of a sudden, she just waltzed in after all the hurt she had caused me. I just didn't want her to reject me again." Anastasia felt Harry's pain, she understood why Harry had resorted to a contract marriage. Harry had fallen in love and had gotten burnt. "There is something I wanted to discuss with you that night", Harry said, "I found out that I have to remain married for six months otherwise my inheritance will be handed over to my nephew. "

Ok, maybe her mother didn't know what her father did, but that did not mean she was actually going to get married to someone she did not know. "I do not care if they want to go through with the contract, mom. I'm not getting married to someone I do not know!" Charlotte got up to leave the room, but she was stopped by Henry. "What is it, Henry!" She snapped. "There is a consequence if you or the boy refuse to get married, Charlotte, and I do not want you to suffer the consequence," Henry said softly. "What happens if I refuse to get married?" Charlotte asked curiously. "You lose your inheritance according to the contract, and you could be kicked out of the family for backing out of the agreem